Chapter 12 Jiang Shuxiu: What bad luck!
Zhao Xian was in a great mood after confronting Jiang Heng.
Upon arriving at Yunzhu Garden, they found Li Lianniang painting a picture of the infant Jiang Shuxiu: "You're still in your postpartum period, how can you pick up a brush and paint? Isn't this her father's job?"
Upon hearing her mother-in-law's voice, Li Lianniang's eyes flashed with surprise. She put down her pen and said somewhat awkwardly, "I was just idling around, so I got a little itchy to write."
Upon closer inspection, it must be said that Li Lianniang's painting skills are quite high, and even more meticulous. The Xiujie in the painting is playful and cute.
“No matter what, just bear with it. Once you’re out of confinement, you can draw whatever you want. Your daughter is right here; she can’t run away.”
Not being scolded, Li Lianniang's unease dissipated, and she smiled, a hint of gratitude for being cared for.
Seeing Zhao Xian teasing Xiu'er so skillfully, Li Lianniang became suspicious. Wasn't Xiu'er's second uncle back? Why did her mother-in-law still have time to come to Yunzhu Garden?
In the past, whenever the second young master Jiang Heng returned, the mother-in-law's heart was always devoted to him, but this time...
Zhao Xian held Jiang Shuxiu in her arms, her gaze falling on Li Lianniang, who sat at the table, gentle and quiet. It was different after she had finished her postpartum confinement.
Beautiful women are pleasing to the eye.
She didn't care at all about Jiang Heng's nonsense.
Sweet romance novels and angst-filled novels are fundamentally very different and cannot be generalized.
Jiang Wei was invited to drink with his colleagues, so he returned home a little late.
Seeing the lights on in the side rooms of Yunzhu Garden from a distance, he squinted slightly.
The next morning, since it was a day off, he didn't need to rush out.
When Jiang Wei saw his mother holding Xiu'er and talking to her, he felt something was off. He asked Qingfan beside him, "Has Second Brother returned to the city guard camp?"
Qingfan shook his head: "No, I saw Liufeng this morning."
That's strange, his mother didn't seem to be paying attention to his second brother at all.
You should know that ever since his second brother went to the city guard camp, every time he returned home, his mother would try to fatten Jiang Heng up to the chubby boy he was when he was a child.
Every time I see her, she nags and says she's lost weight.
Besides showing concern and care, she would also start packing the food, clothes, medicine and other items that her second brother would take to the city guard camp the day after he returned home.
Jiang Wei glanced at Qingfan and said in a low voice, "Go and find out what happened at Haitang Residence on the day the Second Young Master returned."
Given Jiang Heng's straightforward nature, he'll probably say a few words to his mother because she lives in Yunzhu Garden.
He guessed it and wanted to use Jiang Heng's words to get Zhao Xian to move back to Haitang Residence.
But the result was unexpected; his mother didn't listen to her second brother this time.
"Mother." Jiang Wei stepped inside.
Upon seeing Jiang Wei, Zhao Xian handed Jiang Shuxiu over and asked, "How's the copying of the Buddhist scriptures going? In a few days, Lianniang will be out of confinement."
She was still thinking about going to the temple to burn incense, partly to see if she could find a way to go back. Ancient times were very inconvenient, and even if she went back to be a corporate slave, she would still miss it.
Secondly, the birth charts of the male and female protagonists in a sweet romance novel need to be matched again.
Judging from Granny He's tone, the birth charts matched by the master of Huguo Temple carried authority, so she couldn't forge or change them, nor could she directly show them to others.
The best solution is to find someone else to merge the two.
In the sweet romance novels, the male and female protagonists should normally be a match made in heaven.
Upon hearing Zhao Xian mention Buddhist scriptures, Jiang Wei's expression hardened slightly: "Is it too heretical for my son to copy Buddhist scriptures for Lian Niang?"
"Are you going against the established doctrine by copying Buddhist scriptures for your mother?"
Jiang Wei vehemently denied it: "It's different."
"What's different? Your status has simply changed from son to husband. Don't you hope that Buddha will bless your wife?"
Jiang Wei looked at Zhao Xian and felt that his mother was talking nonsense.
Zhao Xian blinked and joked, "Or are you going to have your mother copy it for your wife? Or perhaps your daughter, who's not even a month old yet, can do it for you?"
The book is so cruel to people, what's wrong with copying a few pages of Buddhist scriptures? Is it going to kill you?
Zhao Xian resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Jiang Wei, turned around and gave him a disdainful look before going to attend to her household affairs.
We still need to go back to the modern world. Being a housewife isn't much better than being a corporate slave; the work she has to do is just as much.
Jiang Shuxiu couldn't speak yet, but whenever she could, she would cheer for her grandmother, praising her for her greatness.
She actually forced her father to copy Buddhist scriptures to pray for her mother's well-being; she did a fantastic job.
The baby in his arms smiled, her eyes crinkling. Jiang Wei, unaware of his daughter's thoughts, assumed the child was happy to be held by him: "Daddy is so happy to be held like this."
Jiang Shuxiu: What bad luck!
Jiang Wei was holding his daughter and playing with her when a servant came to tell him that Jiang Heng wanted to see him. Jiang Heng was already waiting for him at his Molin Studio.
"Come on, let's go see your second uncle." Jiang Wei carried his daughter directly to the study.
The first thing Jiang Heng said to his older brother was, "I think I've really angered my mother this time."
To apologize, he went out early in the morning to buy his mother's favorite pastries, but his mother not only refused to accept them, but also had Yingchun distribute the pastries to the servants.
In the past, whenever he came back, he was most annoyed by his mother's concern and care, finding it both noisy and nagging.
When he came back this time, his mother ignored him, and he seemed to be doing something wrong all the time.
"What have you done now?"
When Jiang Wei uttered the word "again," he showed no surprise whatsoever; rather, it was as if he were used to it.
This is clearly not the first or second time something like this has happened.
Jiang Heng looked up at his older brother and said with dissatisfaction, "Brother, what you said is not right. What do you mean by 'again'? It makes it sound like I often annoy my mother."
Jiang Wei remained silent, simply holding Jiang Shuxiu as they sat down.
The sudden silence left Jiang Heng scratching his head in bewilderment. He muttered, "Brother, you can watch your sister-in-law suffer, but I can't bear to see Yingying suffer after marrying me."
Jiang Wei frowned slightly. How could he have made Lian Niang suffer such an injustice?
No wonder Mom was angry; with that sharp tongue, she must have offended so many people.
"What did you tell your mother?"
“I said I would move out once I got married,” Jiang Heng immediately added. “I only said that to scare Mother, I didn’t really want to move out.”
Jiang Wei, his face expressionless, gave a light chuckle, utterly sarcastic: "Is this how you speak to your mother in a threatening tone?"
Jiang Heng felt a little guilty: "I apologized, but Mother is probably still angry because I refused the concubine she arranged for me last time."
As he spoke, Jiang Heng glanced at Jiang Wei with dissatisfaction: "Brother, you should have tried your best to stop Mother from moving to Yunzhu Garden. If you had, none of this would have happened."
"You're blaming me now."
"As the elder brother, you should set a good example."
Jiang Wei: "..."
'You scumbag dad, aren't you going to hit him?' Jiang Shuxiu listened with great interest, even fanning the flames, but unfortunately she didn't have the ability to speak at the moment.
Was my second uncle always this blunt? He even made my grandmother angry.
She remembered that in her previous life, her second uncle was the best at pleasing her grandmother. She had even learned how to do it, but unfortunately, her grandmother disliked her and wouldn't listen to her at all. In fact, after seeing her pick her flowers, her grandmother beat her and confined her to her home.
Jiang Shuxiu fell asleep while listening, and she didn't hear a word of what her father and second uncle said afterward.
-Yunzhuyuan-
Zhao Xian was discussing the arrangements for the full moon celebration with Li Lianniang.
"Your family should have received the letter by now and are on their way." A few days after Li Lianniang gave birth to Jiang Shuxiu, Zhao Xian, reminded by Granny He, sent a letter to the Li family to announce the good news.
"Granny He, please arrange for someone to meet us along the way and see how many more days it will take to reach Jin'an." Zhao Xian pointed to several suitable days for holding a banquet and said to Li Lianniang, "These days are all suitable for holding a full moon celebration. Once we confirm the in-laws' travel schedule, we can set a specific date."
The date needs to be set in advance, and enough time needs to be allowed to send out the invitations in advance.
Granny He nodded: "Alright, I'll go and make the arrangements right away."
Li Lianniang nodded throughout the entire process, because Xiujie was a daughter, and she had never even dared to dream of holding a grand full-moon celebration.
"Mother, mother, mother, mother..."
The cries of a boy calling for his mother were accompanied by the wailing of a child.
Jiang Heng arrived at Yunzhu Garden almost on his light-footed skill, his face full of anxiety and his words full of helplessness.
Fortunately, he knew that this was his elder brother and sister-in-law's courtyard, and his sister-in-law was currently in postpartum confinement, so he couldn't just wander in.
He just shouted in the yard.
"What happened?"
When Zhao Xian came out of the house, she saw Jiang Heng looking helpless, holding Jiang Shuxiu, who was wailing loudly, in an odd position, looking flustered.
Upon seeing Zhao Xian, he felt as if he had seen a savior, "Mother—"
Reaching out to take Jiang Shuxiu in her arms, Zhao Xian gently patted the swaddled baby; she had become quite adept at holding him these days.
"Xiu'er, don't cry. But your second uncle bullied you. Your grandmother will help you beat him up."
"I didn't, Mother, don't talk nonsense."
After Jiang Heng let go of his little niece, he had already taken several steps back.
The child's crying was so loud and piercing; he cried all the way here, and I felt like my ears were about to explode.
Upon seeing Zhao Xian, Jiang Shuxiu's crying gradually subsided until it disappeared.
The doll looked extremely aggrieved.
After Zhao Xian comforted Jiang Shuxiu, she glanced at Jiang Heng and said, "What's wrong? You don't know how to hold a child, why are you teasing her?"
Holding a baby who is not even a month old like that is very dangerous; thankfully, the weather is cold and the swaddling clothes are thick.
"I didn't want to either, my older brother forced it on me."
Zhao Xian suddenly had a bad feeling.
“Miss Cui’s father lost the things that were left to her as a memento. She asked my older brother for help in finding them. They were in a hurry to leave and left their niece with me. I didn’t know how to hold a baby. She kept crying.”
Jiang Heng started talking rapidly, and all the words had already left his mouth.
Separated by a curtain.
"Young Madam..."
Chi Lan supported Li Lianniang, who was swaying precariously.
A note from the author:
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The midnight update was delayed. I'll change the time for the next chapter to 7 AM.
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