Chapter 63: Can't Let Him See Liu Fuying
"Aying, come and have a taste."
Chen Jieling brought a plate of freshly baked pastries to Liu Fuying and placed it on the small table. Then she raised her hand and called Chen Yilian across to come over and taste them together.
"Oh, it's so hot. Ah Ying, you better not move. Let it cool down for a while."
When she was about to return to the stove, Liu Fuying suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Why can't you stop every day? I never see you sit down and rest."
Chen Jieling responded to Liu Fuying's concerned words with a smile, brushed her hand gently, and said, "Isn't the shop about to open? I have to make more new styles and new flavors. How could I not know that I need to rest? When I make enough money, I will naturally have time to rest. I asked you to come here today so that you can try the flavors."
Liu Fuying glanced at the pink and white pastries on the table, then raised his eyes and asked again.
"Have those people come to bother you again?"
When asked this question, Shen Yiliang on the opposite side also raised his head and looked over here.
"Don't worry." Chen Jieling patted the back of Liu Fuying's hand and said with a smile, "My life is getting better and better. Even if they get jealous and come to make trouble again, with you, the great Buddha, sitting here, they dare not really do anything."
Chen Jie Ling's late husband was a scholar. Her parents are long gone, but at least she still has some family assets. As long as Chen Jie Ling manages it well, she won't have a bad life in the second half of her life.
It would have been a good thing to not be controlled by her parents-in-law, but unfortunately, there were a few shameless uncles in her husband's family who, in order to grab the little property left by her late husband, slandered Shen Jieling's son as not being from the Shen family.
At that time, Liu Fuying had just moved here.
Although the matter was a big deal, she originally had no intention of intervening.
Until I saw Shen Yiliang, a face that looked somewhat similar to Pei Zhouwu.
Then she unconsciously felt compassion and stepped forward in her capacity as the general's wife to help Chen Jie Ling deal with the mess.
In this way, she and Shen Jie Ling became friends, and since they lived close to each other, they often got together to relieve boredom.
However, although she helped Shen Yiliang because of his help, she did not have any feelings for Shen Yiliang. Shen Yiliang was only sixteen years old three years ago, and he was still a child. She and Shen Jieling just treated him as a younger brother.
She felt sorry for him purely because she had not yet completely let go of Pei Zhouwu.
Thinking of Pei Zhouwu waiting alone in Xiangshan, she still felt a little bit reluctant.
Helping Shen Yiliang and the others was nothing more than a ridiculous attempt to redeem his uneasy conscience.
Fortunately, everything is settled now.
Maybe Pei Zhouwu had already forgotten her.
"Ah Sheng, Meimei, come out and eat some cakes." Chen Jieling walked to the stove and shouted into the house.
After a while, two children aged three or four came out of the house together.
The boy was Chen Jie Ling’s son, named Zhuang Yusheng.
The girl's name is Chen Xi'an, and she is Liu Fuying's child.
Her child with Pei Zhouwu!
"Mother."
Chen Ximei walked down the stairs, her fringe of hair fluttering as she ran towards Liu Fuying, who also sat up straight and reached out to meet her.
"Mom, Meimei is hungry. Why are you going home?"
"I told you not to eat more in the morning." Liu Fuying gently pinched her cheeks, which were as rosy as peaches. "It's only a short time now and you're already hungry. It's just right that your aunt Jieling has made some new pastries. You can fill your stomach first."
"Okay, Auntie... Auntie's cakes are the most delicious in the world."
When he was two or three years old, he still spoke haltingly and could say only a limited number of words, but he loved to open his mouth.
Just as she was about to reach out to take the pastry, Liu Fuying hurriedly stopped her.
"It's hot, let mother blow it for you first."
Chen Xi'er watched eagerly as Liu Fuying picked up a piece of cake and blew on it again and again, which made her swallow her saliva.
When the pastry cooled down, he stretched out his hands to receive it.
The chubby little hands caught the pastry steadily, and he lowered his head to take a bite, but suddenly he thought of something and stopped.
She just turned around and ran away again, running to the desk opposite Shen Yilian.
“Brother Yiliang, this is for you.”
She was not even as tall as the desk, and she stood on tiptoe with difficulty to place the pastries on the edge of the table.
Shen Yiliang looked at the cake and then at her, frowned slightly and corrected: “Call me uncle.”
"Brother!" Shen Xi'an insisted.
The nanny in the mansion taught her that she should call those who looked younger "brother" and those who looked older "uncle".
Chen Yilian is really young, so it's reasonable to call him brother.
But Shen Jie Ling's son Zhuang Yusheng should be called brother by Shen Xiying. If she also calls Shen Yilian brother, it would be wrong in terms of seniority.
Small quarrels between uncles or brothers often occurred between these two people.
“It’s Uncle Yiliang.” Shen Yiliang never gave in on this issue.
"Mother?"
Shen Xi'an turned around, frowned and looked at Liu Fuying for help. Liu Fuying found it funny and waved to the child to come back and not disturb Shen Yilian from writing.
"If you still want to listen to your uncle Yiliang reading to you in the future, don't make him angry."
She was smiling, and it was clear that she was smiling at Shen Xi'an, but the one who responded to her was Shen Yilian.
Chen Yiliang curled his lips slightly, and the unnoticed smile was hot in his eyes, which heated up and revealed a hint of indescribable shyness. He was afraid of being seen, so he quickly lowered his eyes and hid it carefully.
"Come here quickly, my dear sister, and look at the little rabbit my mother made."
Over at the stove, Zhuang Yusheng held up a dough bunny and coaxed her, and Shen Xi'er ran over with bright eyes.
Liu Fuying leaned down again. Such ordinary days were the most comfortable.
I hope I can live such a comfortable life without any troubles for the rest of my life.
*
A large group of people was parked at the gate of the general's mansion in front of the alley.
The curtain in the middle carriage was lifted, revealing Shen Xiunian’s sickly pale face.
"General Pei."
He shouted outside, calling out to Pei Zhouwu who was about to dismount in front of him.
Upon hearing this, Pei Zhouwu pulled the reins and walked back, stopping outside the carriage window.
"General Pei, thank you for your help. I am very grateful."
Chen Xiunian woke up last night. After learning that Pei Zhouwu had sent him back, he kept his eyes open with worry all night. After all, they had already arrived at the nearest town and were about to enter the city, and he didn't want to chase him away right away.
Right now, he was feeling even more uneasy.
There was only one thought in his mind, and that was to never let Pei Zhouwu and Liu Fuying meet.
“General Shen, you are too polite. Thanks to your fairness, I was able to escape the charges in the Xiangshan incident. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to repay you.”
Shen Xiunian pursed his lips.
What's the point of repaying?
He felt sorry for Pei Zhouwu back then, thinking that he was a lovesick man like himself, so he felt quite sympathetic towards him. Seeing that he was still thinking about the firefly wooden hairpin given by his sweetheart in his dream, he felt really sad for him at that time.
Who would have thought!
Pei Zhouwu turned out to be the adulterer with whom his wife was having an affair.
It is really... ridiculous that he, a cuckolded man, actually sympathizes with the adulterer who caused him to be cuckolded.
Although he was the one who pushed Liu Fuying out to find the adulterer, but...
Every time he thought about it, he always felt uncomfortable.
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