For Yu'er, this meal was undoubtedly a long one.
My ears were filled with the cheerful conversation between my daughter and her suitor. They really got along well.
For some reason, Yu'er, a bystander, recalled the past before she and Leng Siqian divorced.
It was rare for the family to sit down and have a peaceful meal.
Leng Siqian was like a feudal patriarch, sitting high in the main seat, surrounded by a circle of younger generations in the family.
Apart from the sounds of dishes and chopsticks, no other sounds could be heard in the flower hall.
The dining environment was very suffocating, filled with strong oppression and a strict hierarchy.
Yu'er opened her eyes and unexpectedly bumped into the handsome face of someone opposite her who was chatting and laughing.
The gaze stayed for just two seconds, and the man seemed to have noticed something and looked over with smiling eyes.
In an instant, the black feathers quickly retracted to cover the bright pupils, and Yu'er seemed to feel that her strong heart trembled a little.
Qingxue rarely felt fatherly love, so this man would probably be a very good father, at least that's what it seemed like now.
This thought came to her mind lightly.
Qingxue was very happy and had a pleasant meal.
Although Qingxue grew up in an environment where she had no lack of companionship and love, including the love of her brother and her mother, she was undoubtedly missing the love of her father.
She seldom spent time with her father, and seldom talked to him, and their conversations were always irrelevant.
Her father mostly taught and scolded her, and rarely, it could be said, did he listen to her as carefully as Uncle Zheng did.
Very patient, not impatient, and then gave replies and suggestions.
Rather than the strong sense of oppression from patriarchy and male power that she had often experienced since childhood.
This was very novel to the little girl. After seeing off her uncle next door, she was obviously in much better spirits. She took her mother's hand and skipped into the house.
"I really like you, Uncle Zheng Shishu. It seems like this is the first time you two met, and you already like me so much."
Qingxue gulped down her tea and wiped the water stains from the corner of her mouth.
"Mother, Uncle Zheng is a very good person. He looks good, has a good temper, and is a good person. I admire him very much. Is that not okay?"
Mrs. Hao: “…”
The old lady Hao standing behind Yu'er had dead fish eyes.
That unaware young lady, the person you call a good person, just now held your mother's hand tightly.
You will regret it later.
Mrs. Hao didn't say anything and kept it all in her heart.
"Mom, do you know? I went to the Leng Mansion today and found out that Daddy wants to marry Fourth Sister into the Marquis' Mansion as a concubine. Don't you think this is strange?"
Shushan's brows were furrowed, and Yu'er couldn't help but look at Mrs. Hao behind her. They were both obviously stunned by the sudden news.
"Is your fourth sister willing, or is your father willing~"
After hearing this, Leng Qingxue suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, thinking that they were indeed mother and daughter, as they had the same reaction.
Seeing her mother's worried look and furrowed brows, she didn't dare to delay any longer and hurriedly grabbed her mother's hand to comfort her.
"Don't worry, Mom. I asked Dad, and he said Fourth Sister is willing."
"She is willing to marry into the Marquis' Mansion. I think the Marquis' Mansion cannot let her down for the sake of her elder sister and the child."
This is the truth, but Yu'er, who was frowning and thinking, always felt that something was wrong.
A courtyard somewhere in Leng Mansion.
"Why did your elder sister choose you from among the sisters in such a hurry? It was simply because she saw that you were honest and dutiful."
Beside the small couch, the aunt earnestly taught the little girl who had just come out of her belly, wishing to speak out her heart and explain every word clearly.
"The Marquis's Mansion is full of noble masters. You are a concubine's daughter, and your status is far inferior to your legitimate sister. Although marrying into the Marquis's Mansion means you will be a concubine, in the end, we are still marrying up."
She held her fourth sister's hand, her eyes red.
"From now on, when you marry into the Marquis's mansion, you must respectfully serve your mother-in-law, be considerate of your husband, and take good care of your two children. You must live an honest and responsible life."
"Time reveals a person's true character. The elders of the Marquis' Mansion, your husband, and your two children have all noticed your kindness. Only then will your future life be easier."
"When Huan'er is older, and you give birth to a brother or sister, regardless of gender, your life will be stable."
"You must understand, don't have any evil thoughts. You are the mistress, not like those concubines. As long as you do the right thing and behave uprightly, you will have a good life in the future. You must understand this principle."
As she was talking, the fourth sister saw that her aunt was unable to control her emotions, and tears finally fell from her red eyes.
"Auntie, I'm sorry. My sister has suffered so much injustice because she came from my womb instead of the mistress's."
Leng Qingshuang didn't feel wronged. Her aunt loved her and was wholeheartedly planning for her.
The mistress never lacked her monthly allowance, and she received exactly what she was entitled to every month.
The backyard is well managed by the mistress, so there is no place for those servants who flatter the powerful and look down on the weak.
She lived a pretty good life, but her aunt felt sorry for her.
"My aunt should be happy. After I marry into the Marquis's Mansion, I will be the official mistress of the mansion."
"By the time I have established myself, Dad might even consider promoting you as his concubine for the sake of the Marquis's residence."
"Our lives will definitely be good in the future, Auntie, please stop crying."
Aunt Song cried loudly on her daughter's handkerchief.
She was the daughter of a good family and was taken as a concubine by Leng Siqian. The word "noble concubine" sounds nice, but they are all concubines.
There is the mistress of the house in charge, and now that the mistress and the master are divorced, Concubine Song is timid and undecided.
"Fourth sister, now that the mistress and the master have divorced, if the master ever marries a new wife, I wonder if the new mistress will be as magnanimous and tolerant as the previous one."
Concubine Song knew the current social situation very well. There was no custom of promoting a concubine to become a wife, and she didn't dare to even think about it.
I just hope that the next mistress will be as easy to get along with as the previous one, and not be too annoying.
Aunt Song didn't understand, but Fourth Sister did.
Her aunt looked distracted, so she patiently talked to her.
"From what I can see, my father has no plans to marry a new wife for the time being."
Aunt Song was pleasantly surprised: "Really, I can see it."
Leng Qingshuang told the story slowly.
"Daddy values Big Brother the most. Even all the girls in the backyard combined are no match for Big Brother."
"Big brother is the legitimate mother's son, and now he is out there defending the country. I suspect that big brother is unaware of the divorce between the legitimate mother and father, so there is a chance for a reversal."
Concubine Song's pupils sparkled: "You mean, there's a possibility that the mistress will come back."
Leng Qingshuang nodded in confirmation: "Nine out of ten, Dad definitely has such thoughts, but I don't know what Mom is thinking."
Concubine Song smiled and said, "I naturally hope that the mistress will return and take over the harem."
"After all, it's rare to find someone as frank and decisive as the mistress. I think the other concubines in the mansion are just like me, hoping she'll come back, but I'm not sure if the master has the ability to do so."
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