When they arrived at Yong'an Hutong, it was Mrs. Song who opened the door. Seeing that it was Yu Jiao, she smiled and said affectionately, "The third young lady is here. The young master is on duty today and has not returned from the Dali Temple yet."
Yu Jiao pursed her lips and smiled awkwardly, saying, "I'm here to visit Uncle Mengshan and Aunt Song."
Mrs. Song said with a smile, "The master and the mistress went to the Osmanthus Alley over the Wanfu Bridge to prepare for the new residence, and the young man followed them."
Wanfu Bridge is also in the inner city. Yu Jiao said goodbye to Mrs. Song and planned to go to the new residence. Just as she and Liu Yaoyu were about to get on the carriage, the gate of the courtyard opposite suddenly opened and someone called her, "Yu Jiao girl."
Yu Jiao looked sideways and saw that it was Yu Ruhai. Two steps behind him stood Yu Zhoushi. Both of them were looking at her with smiles on their faces.
Yu Jiao's face turned cold and she remained silent.
Yu Ruhai didn't care about her cold face, he smiled kindly and lovingly, "It sounds like your voice to me, Fifth Brother has gone to the government office, come in and sit down."
"No need." Yu Jiao didn't want to deal with Yu Ruhai any more, so she got on the carriage.
Yu Ruhai walked to the carriage in two or three steps, with a smile on his face, and said flatteringly outside the carriage: "We are a family from now on. Grandfather was confused in the past, so you should not argue with an old man like me. Come to my house often when you are free."
"Go to Wanfu Bridge." Yu Jiao instructed the driver.
The driver turned the horse around and drove out of Yong'an Lane. Liu Yaoyu asked, "Who is he? Is he also a member of the Yu family?"
Yu Jiao said, "Yu Qizhe's grandfather."
Liu Yaoyu opened her mouth. The old man looked so flattering. Could he be Yu Qizhe's grandfather? She said, "He doesn't look like him at all."
Yu Qizhe looked handsome and cold, as unattainable as the green pines on the mountains. He didn't look like the man who would bow down for a few pieces of silver. So his grandfather was a vulgar man.
Yu Jiao smiled, not wanting to talk more about the Yu family. Thinking that Yu Ruhai had just come out of the courtyard opposite, it seemed that he had not moved into Yu Qizhe's house. Was this Yu Qizhe's arrangement? With Yu Ruhai's personality, he probably wouldn't be willing to split up the house, but she wasn't afraid of Yu Ruhai and Yu Zhou's mischief.
Wanfu Bridge is on the west side. Yu Jiao has never been here. Only after crossing the bridge is Guihua Lane. At the entrance of the lane there is an osmanthus tree that looks quite old. Several women are sitting under the tree, busy with needlework. There are several children playing at the entrance of the lane. At first glance, there is a feeling that time is peaceful and tranquil.
Yu Jiao likes this place very much.
But she felt a little uneasy. The betrothal gift list was a total of 30,000 taels, plus this house. How long had Yu Qizhe been an official? How could he come up with so much money at once with his salary alone? Yu Jiao planned to find an opportunity to ask him about it.
"Miss, we're here." The carriage stopped and the coachman said outside.
Yu Jiao and Liu Yaoyu got off the carriage. Yu Qizhe's house was easy to recognize. There was a plaque with the words "Yu Mansion" hanging on the door, and the vermilion door looked as if it had just been freshly painted.
The driver knocked on the door and soon someone opened it. The servant who opened the door was someone Yu Jiao had never seen before. The servant probably looked unfamiliar to them and asked, "Miss, who are you looking for?"
"We are from Lord Liu's residence, and these are my second and third daughters," said the coachman.
Upon hearing this, the servant smiled and said, "It turns out that Miss Liu San is here. Our master has already told us to come in."
The servant led Yu Jiao and Liu Yaoyu into the mansion, and then asked the coachman to go and rest.
This house is bigger than Yu Jiao had imagined. Past the screen wall and the hanging flower gate is a winding corridor. Red silk is hung on the main hall of the second courtyard, and even the eaves are decorated with red lanterns. There are signs of a wedding everywhere.
There were many flowers and plants in the yard, with signs of having been turned over and transplanted. Yu Jiao recognized that among them were hibiscus, geranium, magnolia, hibiscus, bauhinia, etc., all of which were flowers that could be used for medicinal purposes.
Her face felt a little hot. She didn't expect Yu Qizhe to be so attentive and cater to her preferences in every way.
The servants were walking hurriedly in the yard, some were sweeping, some were moving things in their hands. Although they seemed busy, everything was in order.
Liu Yaoyu poked Yu Jiao with her finger and said, "This courtyard is nice. Even the servants have been arranged. Lord Yu is quite attentive."
Yu Jiao ignored her teasing and walked through the hall. The servant led them to the main room: "The master and the mistress are decorating the new room."
When Yu Jiao and Liu Yaoyu went in, Song and Yu Mengshan were arranging the bed curtains. The dark red curtains were embroidered with butterfly flowers. Perhaps she heard the voices, Song turned around, and when she saw that it was Yu Jiao, she couldn't help but look surprised. She didn't care about the red bed curtains in her hands, and said happily: "Yu Jiao girl, why are you here?"
Yu Mengshan also looked happy. He took the bed curtain from Song's hand and asked Song to talk to Yu Jiao. After he fixed the bed curtain, he went outside.
"I heard from Qi Zhe that you and Uncle Mengshan have come to the capital, so I came to see you." Yu Jiao placed the snack gift box she brought on the carved round wooden table. "I was not in the capital some time ago, and I just found time to come here today. Are you and Uncle Mengshan getting used to living in the capital?"
Song took Yu Jiao to sit at the table, looked at her closely, and said with a smile, "I'm used to living here. I see you've become thinner, taller, and more beautiful."
Yu Jiao pursed her lips and smiled, introducing: "This is my second sister, she came here to play with me."
Only then did Song have time to look at Liu Yaoyu and smiled at her somewhat awkwardly.
Liu Yaoyu said: "Aunt, my name is Yaoyu."
Song responded quickly. That day when she went to the Liu family to discuss marriage, she could feel that Madam Liu had a kind personality from her dealings with her. She had heard from Fuling that the Liu family treated Yu Jiao well, but she had never seen it with her own eyes. Now that she had met Liu Yaoyu, she could feel that the family tradition of the noble family was indeed good. Although she came from a high-class family, she did not have an overbearing air.
"Is everything okay in the village?" Yu Jiao asked.
Song smiled and said, "It's all good. Before we came to Beijing, your uncle led the villagers to repair the bridge. To prevent flooding, the river in our village was also widened. Your sister Fuling is pregnant, so we didn't let her come this time because we were afraid of the hassle of traveling."
Yu Jiao was very happy for Yu Fuling after hearing this. After chatting with Song for a long time, Yu Jiao asked, "Is the prosthesis that Uncle Mengshan is wearing still the original one?" The prosthesis is made of wood and should be badly worn out after being worn for so long. Yu Jiao thought that she would make a prosthesis for Yu Mengshan while they were in the capital.
"It's not the original one." Song said, "The original one was made by your uncle Mengshan last winter when he fell while working and was accidentally broken. The one you are wearing now is made by him according to the one you made before."
After hearing this, Yu Jiao said, "I'll go take a look at Uncle Mengshan's prosthesis. If it's not comfortable, I'll draw a picture and ask someone to make one for him." Wearing an inappropriate prosthesis can easily wear out the muscles, making it difficult to walk for a long time.
After hearing this, Song held her back and said, "I know you care about him. Your uncle Mengshan's leg is fine. He made the prosthesis himself, polished it several times, and it looks the same as the one you made. He didn't say it was uncomfortable."
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