The next day, Mrs. He was actually bedridden. Among the masters of the Jing'an House, only Dalang He Changqi was healthy and normal for a while.
He Changqi was actually very anxious and worried. He didn't have any thoughts about the New Year. He went out early and returned late all day to inquire about the situation of the northern border army, and even asked Princess Wei to ask about it.
In the early morning of this day, the gate of Jing'anbo Mansion, which had become more quiet and low-key since the end of the year, became lively.
I saw several carriages marked with the flag of Jing'anbo Mansion stopped in front of the mansion.
Afterwards, a maidservant in a blue dress jumped out of the carriage at the front. The maid got out of the carriage and hurriedly placed a wooden bench by the side of the carriage. After that, she lifted the curtain and carefully helped the person in the carriage down. .
The first one to get down was a girl with a dark green hood, she looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slender figure, a plain short jacket, and a begonia-colored skirt, and then the girl stood by the carriage and stretched out her hand to help a middle-aged man young woman.
The woman was slightly plump, wearing a blue brocade cloak and wearing a spiral bun, and only a silver peach blossom hairpin was inserted into the jet-black bun.
The woman turned her head slightly and patted the girl's hand, as if to comfort her softly.
The face that was exposed in front of people unexpectedly resembled Mrs. He from the Jing'anbo Mansion half to six times.
"Nian Zhen, this is your maternal ancestor's house." He Ying's voice was obviously excited, and her eyes revealed nostalgia and greed when she looked at the lintel of Jing'an Bo's mansion.
Pan Nianzhen hugged her mother's arms tightly, with a pair of slightly slender eyes apprehensively and enviously looking at the thick and luxurious door plaques in front of the gate of Jing'an Bo Mansion, as well as the luxurious houses behind the high courtyard walls.
She swallowed nervously, "Mother, my grandfather's house is so big, I've never seen such a big yard, can we live here and not leave?"
The corner of He Ying's mouth twitched, "Of course, since we're back, no one should try to drive us away again!"
After listening to the report from the servants in the outer court, Mammy Liu led people to welcome her out.
Ever since He Yingyuan married to Siyang, she hasn't seen each other for decades, but when she saw this former Miss He family again today, Mammy Liu also had mixed feelings in an instant.
Nanny Liu walked up to He Ying, first brought the servants to salute He Ying, then raised her head and said, "My aunt and grandma have worked hard all the way, hurry up and come into the mansion with your servants."
Even though he hadn't seen her for so many years, He Ying still recognized the woman in front of her who was dressed more elegantly than her at a glance.
"Grandma Liu is safe and well."
After finishing speaking, He Ying frowned and looked around at the servants who came out to meet Liu Mama. Suddenly, she laughed mockingly, "You don't welcome me back, and you only sent servants to meet me?" Our mother and daughter."
Grandma Liu's complexion changed, she pursed her lips, and still held back what she had said, she bowed her head and replied respectfully: "My aunt doesn't know, the master of our house is not at home, and the old lady and madam are here again. Bedridden, this is the turn of the old slave to come out of the house to greet him."
He Ying frowned, "Mother is sick?"
Nanny Liu nodded distressedly, "The eldest aunt and Miss Biao should go to the mansion and listen to the old slave's detailed explanation."
He Ying didn't say a word, and a few maids surrounded their mother and daughter into Jing'an Bo's mansion.
Qing Wei Tang had already received the news that Xu Shi was finally going to meet his daughter who had been separated for decades. The old lady's spirit was actually much better than the previous two days, and she was able to get out of bed and walk around even with strength.
The old lady was dressed by the maids, and was helped by Mu Xiang to the warm kang in the flower hall, waiting to see her daughter who had married away from home for decades.
Mrs. He looked at the door curtain with her old eyes from time to time, and urged: "Mu Xiang, send someone to ask, see if their mother and daughter have entered the backyard."
Mu Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay, I'll go now, old lady, don't worry, my aunt has already arrived at the house, and it's time to enter the backyard, and Madam Liu sent The sedan chair, the ones who carry the sedan chair are all women with fast feet, so there is no delay."
The old matriarch sighed, "I know it too, but I just can't help being anxious."
Mu Xiang walked to the entrance of the flower hall and just opened the heavy felt curtain when she saw Madam Liu leading a group of people into the corridor, and immediately turned around happily to announce the good news, "Old Madam, the great aunt is here."
"Quick, welcome in!" Mrs. He excitedly wanted to get up from the kang, and Mu Xiang, who was frightened, hurried to help her.
He Ying, who was originally full of pride, immediately changed her expression after Mammy Liu lifted the felt curtain.
After entering the flower hall, she fixed her gaze on Mrs. He who was standing by the heated kang, and almost instantly, tears rolled out of her eyes.
"mother!"
The old matriarch looked at her daughter who had changed from a young girl to a middle-aged woman, her old eyes were cloudy, and she couldn't hold back her tears.
"Sister Ying, come to Mother and ask Mother to take a good look."
He Ying took two quick steps and fell into the arms of Mrs. He. The mother and daughter hadn't seen each other for decades, and they cried bitterly.
Pan Nianzhen, who followed He Ying with his hands and feet tied, first took a careful look at the kind old lady above, and then was attracted by the rich and luxurious decorations in the flower hall. A pair of eyeballs is simply not enough, and he likes everything he sees, wishing to keep it for himself.
Mother Liu and Mother Zhou were afraid that the old lady would be emotionally ups and downs, so they hurriedly said auspicious words to comfort her, "Old lady, now that my aunt is back and rushing for the new year, you should be happy. You are like this, thank you!" Miss is still watching!"
Sure enough, when it came to Miss Biao, Mrs. He slowly suppressed her emotions no matter how excited she was. The mother and daughter separated and wiped away their tears. She first took a good look at her daughter, and then her eyes fell on Pan Nianzhen.
He Ying pulled her daughter to her side, "Nian Zhen, this is your grandmother, call someone quickly."
Pan Nianzhen was a little timid. She quickly glanced at the kind and majestic old lady in front of her, and then called out in a low voice, "Grandmother."
"Good boy!" The old lady stretched out her hand to hold Pan Nianzhen, and took a good look at her, "How old is Nianzhen this year?"
He Ying looked at her daughter with a face full of satisfaction, "The wedding ceremony held this summer will turn sixteen after the new year."
At the age of sixteen, she was a big girl in the Great Wu Dynasty, and it was the age to talk about marriage, and it was not suitable to delay any longer.
Mrs. He immediately knew what was going on.
She pulled the mother and daughter to sit down beside her, and at this time, she naturally saw that the mother and daughter were dressed so plainly that they were somewhat shabby.
He Ying seemed to notice her mother's scrutiny, and lowered her head in shame.
The old lady frowned, "Why are you dressed like this?"
He Ying glanced at her mother, opened her mouth but didn't say a word, she seemed to be very guilty.
"Even if you don't dress up properly, you should make some dresses of good materials for Nian Zhen. At her age, it's time to dress up."
As soon as Mrs. He said these words, He Ying finally couldn't hold back, "Mother, it's not that I don't want to, it's that I really can't afford that money."
Mrs. He couldn't believe it, "All the money I gave you back then have been used up?"
He Ying felt aggrieved when he mentioned this, "Mother, it's been so many years, how could there be any remaining tens of thousands of taels of silver."
Mrs. He really hates iron but not steel.
He Ying is ashamed to say that it is only tens of thousands of taels, tens of thousands of taels is a small amount
Even with these tens of thousands of taels to buy shopfronts, it would be enough to buy more than a dozen of them. Even if they only lived on the rent of these shops, they would not be so poor that they would not even have enough money to buy clothes and jewelry for their daughter.
The old lady almost choked on her daughter's words.
Even if you get angry again, you can't really just watch your daughter and niece dressed like this.
Glancing up and down at her daughter, the old lady He said: "Your mother and daughter will be placed in my Qingwei Hall for the time being. Sister Ying is about the same size as me at that time, so I will wear my clothes at the bottom of the suitcase and make up for it. Mu Xiang will take someone to fetch clothes for the eldest aunt in a while."
Mu Xiang stood aside respectfully.
Mrs. He took another look at Pan Nianzhen who was timid and did not dare to look up, and felt embarrassed.
Pan Nianzhen is fifteen years old, the best age in her daughter's family. The old lady doesn't have any clothes for her to wear directly. Even if the people from the embroidery room come to measure the size and catch up with a few, it will take several days. Gen, those silk, satin and ready-to-wear shops outside have closed, and they can't buy them. For a while, it really made the old lady into trouble.
Nanny Liu is the best at observing words and expressions, she smiled and suggested in a low voice.
"Old Madam, why don't you send someone to the third grandma's yard to ask?"
After being reminded by Nanny Liu, the old matriarch suddenly realized, didn't she? Sanlang's wife is also fifteen this year. Although the two children are somewhat different in stature, they will not be so different.
"Xiangyun, then you will take Miss Biao to San Lang's yard to borrow two clothes for emergency, and in the afternoon, ask the embroiderer in the house to measure the mother and daughter and make some clothes that can be worn." Mrs. He Jun told Madam Liu.
After all these details were arranged, Mrs. He held her daughter's hand and chatted about the past few years.
He Ying wanted to cultivate a good relationship with her mother, so she naturally served the old lady wholeheartedly. The mother and daughter started from He Ying's childhood and continued to eat at noon.
At noon, the meal was served in the flower hall of Qingweitang, and Mrs. He led the mother and daughter to share the meal.
Eight-treasure duck, pickled fish, Pingqiao tofu, fish-flavored shredded pork and a meatball in clear soup were placed on the table. There were not many dishes, but He Ying's mother and daughter were dumbfounded.
They have never eaten or seen any of the exquisite dishes in the bowls and plates.
The flower hall is full of tempting food aromas.
"Mother, what... are these?" He Ying pointed at the dishes on the table, swallowed sharply and asked.
Speaking of this, Mrs. He was proud, "These dishes were all figured out by that girl Lian'er and taught to the cooks in the house, they are much better than our previous meals, come on, try it, and Nian Zhen eat it too. "
He Ying wondered, "Mother, who is Lian'er? The maid beside you?"
Mrs. He glared at her daughter when she heard the words, "What nonsense, Lian'er is your niece and daughter-in-law, who married San Lang in the early autumn of this year."
He Ying stared blankly, "San Lang married?"
"You child, the more you live, the more you go back. Saburo will be twenty this year, so how can you delay any longer!"
After hearing her mother's words, a look of disappointment flashed across He Ying's eyes.
"Okay, let's stop talking, eat first, and after eating, I will ask Xiangyun to tell you about the affairs of the house."
Pan Nianzhen, who was next to her, had long given up on what her mother and grandmother said. Just now she had a mouthful of eight-treasure duck, which was so delicious that she almost swallowed her tongue. She couldn't help thinking: How can there be such a delicious dish in the world.