Chapter 114 Meng's Child
With Chen Qi's plan, Xie Yuduo acted according to it. As expected, He Jia Dalang gradually valued Yu Zhong and restrained himself a lot in front of his wife and children. He dared not drive him so wantonly.
When the Shen family's brother and sister-in-law were about to leave, the couple saw them off again and again, and asked him to take a message back, asking the parents and elders of both families to rest assured. When they returned to Pingshan County, the Shen family's parents heard that their daughter's pregnancy was safe and the couple was harmonious, and they felt a little relieved.
During this New Year in Guangling City, bamboo shoots exploded on thousands of doors, lights were lit in tens of thousands of households, spring ornaments were posted on every household, peach charms were hung everywhere, and people came and went to celebrate the festival, creating a scene of prosperity.
However, Xie Yuduo is getting busier and busier.
Even in the first month of the lunar year, the Xie family did not close the shop. Instead, they opened several new shops in various places in the city, and their business became increasingly busy.
Seeing that Xiaowu ran to the back house eight hundred times a day to deliver messages, and his legs were about to break, Chen Qi deliberately said to Xie Yuduo that seeing him hanging around in front of her every day made her feel annoyed, so she finally pushed him out to take care of business.
In the middle of the first lunar month, Meng's due date arrived as expected, and she gave birth to a baby boy. Both mother and child were safe.
Wen Meng and his wife were both people of outstanding appearance, and their two families had been wealthy and famous for generations. Going back several generations, their appearance had always been top-notch, so the child had fair skin, outstanding eyebrows and features, and was born with a sense of nobility.
In February, the Meng family's baby was one month old. Naturally, there were groups of wet nurses and maids to take care of the child day and night. However, in the season of warm and cold weather, it was really difficult for Meng Qinghui to take the child out. She had nothing to do, so she began to write letters to Chen Qi.
Every day a letter written on gold-sprinkled paper was sent from Kangping Street to Kangle Street and delivered to Mrs. Shen on time.
Xie Yuduo happened to see this and teased him viciously, which made Chen Qi laugh so hard that she wanted to tear his mouth apart.
Meng has been well-read since childhood and has great literary talent, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. He is also very romantic and can write articles of his own, expressing his laughter, anger and scolding in a fluent and free-flowing manner. He can write several pages every day.
Chen Qi lay on the bed, eating fruit and reading a letter. Before she finished reading the current letter, the next one was delivered.
I've received so many letters in a row, I can't help but reply.
With her belly bulging, she tried her best to use all the writing skills she had learned in Baihe Town Primary School to reply to the long letter from this talented lady from a famous family.
The two of them wrote a lot back and forth, and continued writing until March.
In March, the spring air is warm, the willow leaves are light green, and the silk threads are like hanging gold.
Meng was writing today's letter to Chen Qi. She had just written two or three pages when the wet nurse came to find her, holding a two-month-old baby.
The biological baby in the cradle has a smile on his face, babbles, has red lips and white teeth, and is very cute.
Meng smiled when she saw him, but...
She sighed secretly.
My child has a mother from a prominent family, a father who is a Hanlin scholar, a grandfather from a scholarly family, and a maternal grandfather who is a direct descendant of a sage...
Although he is innocent now, when he grows up, he will probably be like his father, just a boring man surrounded by numerous rules and etiquette.
Thinking of this, Meng felt unhappy.
Every now and then, she would go to the study to learn calligraphy from her husband. She wanted us to become closer, have some private conversations, and stop being so rigid and rule-bound.
Who would have thought that the idiot actually thought that he was thirsty for knowledge and gave this inner study to himself, while he moved to the outer study!
It's really frustrating.
She played with the child for a while, and seeing that he was crying a little, she thought he was sleepy, so she carried him back to the backyard.
The Wen family's outer study.
Perhaps it was the spring air and the disturbing beauty of the scenery, Wen Boyuan, who had always studied hard, paced back and forth in the room, unable to bear the ancient book in his hand.
For some unknown reason, he always wanted to see what his wife was doing.
Ever since the last time he learned calligraphy in the study, Meng Qinghui came to him every now and then to write and read. The back and forth was always accompanied by some pulling and tugging, which always made him feel distracted.
After she gave birth to the son, she often stayed by his bedside, writing on her palms with her fingers and rubbing her ears, which really made him endure it very hard.
Fortunately, he had studied the books of sages and wise men diligently since he was young, exercised self-discipline and restored propriety, and was cautious and self-reflective. He was very tolerant and ultimately did not lose his manners.
The baby was one month old, and she was still as charming as ever. Lord Wen had been chaste for a long time, and was somewhat impatient within the curtains, but after all, he had been dignified and reserved for a long time, and compared to those hidden thoughts, he had restrained himself a lot.
He consoled himself by saying, "A gentleman judges deeds, not hearts; judging by hearts, no one is perfect." Fortunately, he had controlled himself, being slightly abrupt but not excessive.
At this moment, he felt that he really couldn't concentrate on reading, so he threw the book away and decided to go to the inner study to see if she was there.
When he arrived at the door of the inner study, he knocked, but no one answered. He pushed the door open and went in. It was quiet and empty, and he felt a little disappointed.
Just as I was about to leave, a spring breeze blew in from outside the door, blowing off a few pages of paper covered with words on the desk.
Lord Wen was well-read and had the greatest respect for books and words in his life, so he immediately went over and picked it up.
I think it is the handwriting that the lady learns to write every day.
While arranging the paper rolls, Wen Boyuan took a quick glance and couldn't take his eyes off them.
Every word on this paper is written in exquisite small regular script with flower-shaped hairpins, which is free and easy, with rich and smooth brushstrokes, and is fluent and free-flowing, showing the style of an master.
If you look closely, you will find that they are all trivial matters in the family life, but she wrote them with quotations from classics, and the writing is smooth and unique.
Such a knowledgeable lady still needs to learn writing from me?
If women could take the imperial examinations, my lady would probably be able to pass the exams earlier than him.
This seemed to be a letter written by the lady to her close friend. Wen Boyuan couldn't help but read it carefully and seriously suspected that a certain paragraph was talking about himself.
Bookworm.
Silly cow.
rotten wood.
…
What shocked him even more was that
Gentleman in the tent.
There may be hidden illness.
Long-term illness is difficult to cure.
…
With a desolate heart, the thin letter slowly fell on the desk.
He was in the prime of life, full of scholarly ambition and admiration, but he felt that his thoughts were too vulgar and shameless, not in line with the way of sages. He was afraid of frightening this lady from a prominent family and bringing disgrace to her family.
I never thought that a gentleman like Lord Wen, who was so elegant and modest, would actually... have... today...
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