"But... the master is so pitiful."
After Su Shaowen laughed, he couldn't help but worry about Hua Qingxue, "Mrs. Fu seems to be difficult to get along with..."
"There's nothing we can do about that."
Liang Wensheng let out a long sigh.
He was in his early twenties, six or seven years older than Su Shaowen, and he spoke in a somewhat old-fashioned way in front of his junior brothers. "The conflict between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been around since ancient times. I didn't expect that our master would also be involved in this trouble. This is an unsolvable problem." .”
When Su Shaowen heard this, he pursed his lips and looked worried.
Liang Wensheng saw Su Shaowen frowning and felt like a child who had not grown up and had to worry about adults. It was funny and cute.
He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his junior brother's head, and said with a smile: "Why are you worrying so much? Are you worried that your future wife will quarrel with your own mother?"
Su Shaowen's face turned red and he waved away his senior brother's hand in embarrassment, "I didn't... no, no!"
Liang Wensheng remembered that Su Shaowen went to Hua Qingxue alone, seemingly without a father or mother.
He touched his chin and said to himself: "I don't have a father or a mother. If I get a wife in the future, I don't have to worry about conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. My ears are clean."
When Su Shaowen heard this, he couldn't help but look at him with wide eyes, "Brother, are you getting married?"
"At my age, I should have gotten married a long time ago." Liang Wensheng smiled, "But this kind of thing also depends on fate. Let's wait until we return to Qingzhou."
Liang Wensheng has no father or mother, and there is no one to help him, so the marriage has been delayed until now.
After taking charge of the firearms camp, some people came to talk to him, but Liang Wensheng was so busy at that time that he couldn't care about his own life events.
Now that the firearms camp is slowly getting back on track, and many things have stabilized, Liang Wensheng has begun to think about his marriage...
However, I have gotten used to being alone over the years, and I don’t know what it will be like to have a wife and children after getting married.
Inexplicably, I yearn for it.
He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Su Shaowen staring at him, laughing dumbly: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Su Shaowen blushed and shook his head, then lowered his head and continued walking forward.
Liang Wensheng couldn't help but think about how his junior brother would get married and start a business in the future. The junior brother has a handsome appearance. If he gives birth to a daughter, he will be very beautiful. Then he can have a son and a daughter...
The more I think about it, the farther I go.
…
The news that Mrs. Fu came to the other courtyard to cause a scene quickly spread.
Due to the construction of the academy during this period, there were many people coming in and out of the other courtyard, so it was expected that the matter would spread.
Hua Qingxue felt very embarrassed.
She was a person who had zero experience in love. Suddenly she had to face a future mother-in-law who hated her very much. It was impossible for her not to panic.
And this mother-in-law is not even a biological mother-in-law.
Too distant, and the human relationship is morally untenable; too close, and Fu Tingye will be unhappy.
What a dilemma...
Hua Qingxue held a textbook and looked at it, thinking of the old lady.
She sighed quietly.
Strange to say, Fu Tingye seems to be very busy these days and has not visited her.
Huan'er heard Hua Qingxue sigh and immediately reminded her: "Madam, Master Lu said that you can't always be worried."
Because Lu Zhengqing has left the Taiyuan Hospital and became a master of the School of Science, everyone now calls him Master Lu.
Hua Qingxue smiled and said to Huan'er, "Huan'er, sighing occasionally is actually good for the body, but holding it in is not good."
Huan'er handed her a cup of hot tea and asked, "Are you thinking about Mrs. Fu again? You have always sighed since she came here."
"Well, the old lady is getting old..." Hua Qingxue only said this and then stopped.
As we get older, our views on many things have formed a fixed impression, and it is basically impossible to change.
Mrs. Fu scolded Hua Qingxue so much that she hated her so much.
Hua Qingxue has a gentle temperament and likes quiet and peaceful days. When she suddenly discovers that there is a sharp edge hidden in the peaceful life, she can't help but feel anxious in her heart.
Huan'er said: "The old lady didn't come a day earlier or a day later. She just came to make trouble when the general was not free. She obviously showed uneasiness and good intentions. Madam, please stop thinking nonsense. You won't be blamed by the Hou Mansion in the future. That’s it.”
"Maybe he is really sick..." Hua Qingxue recalled the scene at that time and couldn't help but frown, "Some old people, who have been tortured by diseases all year round, will indeed change their temperament... I think the old lady is very ill. Did you see that? The girl next to her at the time kept trying to persuade her, but she couldn't stop her."
Huan'er sneered, "What do you call persuasion? It's clearly fanning the flames."
"Ah?" Hua Qingxue looked at Huan'er blankly.
Huan'er had worked as a maid in a wealthy family before, and she had seen pigs running around even though she had never eaten pork.
"Madam, didn't you notice? Every time that woman finished speaking, the old lady became even more angry. The more she persuaded her, the more angry she became. She was just here to cause trouble." Huan'er had a bad impression of Cheng Wanmiao. He said disgustedly, "I think maybe the reason why the old lady came here to make trouble is because she instigated it!"
Hua Qingxue was stunned for a long time, and then murmured belatedly: "Listening to what you said, it seems that it is really..."
"It doesn't seem like it, it really is." Huan'er said firmly.
Hua Qingxue didn't know anything about house fighting or anything like that. She thought for a while and asked confusedly: "But... why did she do this?"
What good would it do her to sow discord
Huan'er was disgusted: "Who knows what her intentions are, but she has bad intentions anyway."
"Forget it." Hua Qingxue held her forehead and sighed, "I hope they won't come again..."
…
It is true that the old lady never came again.
Because after the trouble that day, Mrs. Fu fell ill again.
Fu Tingye was called back that night and saw Mrs. Fu who was ashen on the bed.
She half-opened her eyes and her voice was dry and weak: "Do you really want to marry that woman?"
Fu Tingye avoided answering and said: "Mom, please take care of yourself and take good care of yourself. I will handle these matters myself."
Mrs. Fu started coughing and her breathing was hissing. Cheng Wanmiao, who was beside her, immediately helped her up and massaged the old lady's chest.
After a moment, Mrs. Fu said, "You deliberately want to make me angry to death..."
"Son, I don't dare." Fu Tingye replied calmly, "My mother is not in good health, so we should relax."
"I won't agree." Mrs. Fu closed her eyes, as if she was extremely tired, "The Marquis Mansion cannot tolerate the kind of woman who is restless at home. You yourself are not afraid of being a cuckold, but I am afraid that the Weiyuan Marquis Mansion will stain its reputation for hundreds of years. When I go underground, I will be too embarrassed to see all the ancestors of the Fu family."
Fu Tingye's eyes were a little colder, but his tone remained calm: "I'm afraid mother may have misunderstood her. As time goes by, mother will understand who she is."
"Those are your days, not mine!" The old lady drooped her eyes, lifeless, "My days are numbered, the young lady of the Hou Mansion can only be Cheng Wanmiao, I don't recognize anyone else! "
The tone was unusually stubborn.
Fu Tingye was both angry and ridiculous about her forced marriage.
An old woman with no one to rely on, thought she could force him to submit in this way
Fu Tingye never thought of marrying Cheng Wanmiao.
"Mother, please rest well." He stood up, not wanting to say any more.
The old lady was too stubborn, no matter how much he said, it would not help.
Mrs. Fu seemed to have not heard Fu Tingye's farewell. She neither responded nor opened her eyes to look at him, as if she was using such a tough attitude to express her firm attitude.
But Fu Tingye couldn't compromise on this matter.
He turned around and left. After taking a few steps, Cheng Wanmiao caught up with him from behind.
"Cousin, cousin... wait a minute."
Fu Tingye stopped and looked at her doubtfully.
Cheng Wanmiao said in a soft voice: "Cousin, don't be angry with your aunt. She is just in a bad mood because she has been ill for a long time. I know that my cousin and Mrs. Si Bing are in love, so I will give my aunt some advice."
It was rare for Fu Tingye to take another look at her, feeling that there was finally a sensible person in this family.
"You have worked hard to take care of mother. When she gets better, you can give her more advice," he said.
Cheng Wanmiao lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her posture was delicate, "My cousin got married, and my aunt raised me. Now that she is sick, I should take care of her..."
She said this with a somewhat hesitant expression.
Fu Tingye raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What else is there?"
Cheng Wanmiao raised her autumn-filled eyes and wondered: "Today... I failed to persuade my aunt, she... She went to see Si Bing's wife and said some unpleasant things... Cousin, can you go and talk to Si Bing? Madam, please explain, my aunt is just sick, and she really didn’t mean to do that. If she is really angry, I... I can move out of the Hou Mansion... "
Mrs. Fu only knows Cheng Wanmiao now. If she moves out, Mrs. Fu doesn't know how much trouble she will make.
Fu Tingye said calmly: "She won't be angry. You can live in peace."
He knew Hua Qingxue, who had a pure and kind temperament, and was focused on all kinds of weird scientific research. He would not hold grudges against anyone because of quarrels.
Cheng Wanmiao was a little disappointed to find that Fu Tingye was indifferent to her words.
An ordinary man would only feel that the woman was not tolerant in front of the old man and not filial and sensible enough, but Fu Tingye simply said, "She won't be angry."
... Maybe because they are not the same mother and son
Cheng Wanmiao thought about it and forced a smile, "That's good. I've been worried about it, fearing that the general and Si Bing's wife would have a bad relationship because of this incident."
"No." Fu Tingye said calmly but firmly.
Cheng Wanmiao's face turned even more ugly.
Fu Tingye said to her: "Although marriage matters should be arranged by the elders, you know the situation very well now. My mother is stubborn. You don't want to rely on her for everything. If there is a man you like in Shengjing, please tell me. She is my cousin, you don’t have to worry about the dowry, you will definitely get married in style."
Cheng Wanmiao lowered her head shyly and lowered her eyes to hide the resentment in her eyes.
To put it nicely, it was all for her own good, but in fact he was just afraid that she would get involved with him...