Hua Yingbiao sent them to a royal palace.
Mu Huaixi got out of the car and stood in front of the vermilion gate guarded by two big stone lions, holding her son, a little dazed.
Didn’t you say you were going to live in a compound?
But grandpa and grandma had already brought people to greet them, and welcomed them into the house with warm affection and calling them their sweethearts.
Mu Huaixi walked past the stone lions and saw the stone tablet on the body of the Bixi, which read Prince Zhuang's Mansion, Shengjing City Historical Protection Unit No. 16. He couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
Could it be that she married a descendant of a clan member?
Mu Huaixi was dumbfounded. How could she remember that her grandparents were both from wealthy families in Shanghai?
Hua Yingbiao was more familiar with the matter than both of them. He carried his luggage and walked into the mansion. When he turned around, he saw Mu Huaixi standing in front of the stone screen wall, looking at him curiously. He couldn't help but sneer, thinking that he was indeed an ignorant mountain man.
The stone screen wall is extremely gorgeous, two meters high and five meters wide. The entire large stone is carved with the scene of nine deer offering good luck, and the carving is delicate and gorgeous.
"Why do grandpa and grandma live in the palace?" Mu Huaixi asked quietly.
Ying Mingcheng scratched his head. "We used to live in the compound, but when grandpa retired, he gave up the house in the compound."
"Then this palace..." Mu Huaixi saw that he was no less surprised than herself, and suddenly felt relieved. She wanted to tease him, "Could it be that I married a prince?"
"That's right," Ying Mingcheng smiled and waved his hand, then thought for a moment before organizing his words. "You know, grandpa and grandma's homes are both in Shanghai. Grandma's house was once expropriated, but it was later returned after liquidation. But grandma said she wasn't going back to Shanghai anyway, so she sold it and bought this place."
"Bought it?" Mu Huaixi asked in surprise. She glanced at the ancient palace and tugged at his clothes. "Is this palace still for sale?"
"Yes," Ying Mingcheng nodded. "Most of this place was destroyed before, and it wasn't even a protected building. Grandma bought it and spent a lot of time looking for bricks and tiles from the palace. It took a lot of effort to restore it to its current appearance."
"Mingcheng, Xiaoxi, come in quickly!"
Grandma's greeting came from behind the stone wall. The two looked at each other and walked in hand in hand.
Behind the stone wall is a large front yard. In the cold winter, the flowers and trees in the yard wither, the pond is frozen, and there is still snow in the deep of the flower bed. But walking on the clean terrazzo tiles, one can imagine how beautiful this place will be in spring.
When they walked through the main gate and reached the main courtyard, they saw grandma standing in the corridor waving at them. There was felt hanging on the main door, and it was warm as spring as soon as they entered.
"Xiao Xi, come quickly!" Grandpa Ying was holding Wu Hui, sitting on a mahogany chair with a smile on his face. When she approached, he asked about her well-being. "Are you tired from the journey? Sit here and have some tea. I'll let grandma take you to rest later. When we get home, leave Wu Hui to me and grandma. You just need to rest well and wait for dinner."
"Oh, this dress is too thin," Grandma touched her cuffs and complained to Aunt Da Chu and Ying Mingcheng with a frown, "I said you don't need to bring big clothes, but you can't let Xiaoxi wear such thin clothes."
"She just gave birth to a baby. How can her foundation compare to yours? Huh?" Grandma was really angry. She slapped Ying Mingcheng's arm directly, but her hand became numb from the slap.
"It's not cold, grandma, it's really not cold." Mu Huaixi did not lie. There were so many people on the train and it was a closed carriage. Apart from the unpleasant smell, the temperature was not low.
It was indeed a bit chilly when she got off the train, but today was a rare sunny day, and there was heating in Hua Yingbiao's car, so her hands were warm all the way and not cold at all.
But grandma disagreed. She touched her hand, walked into the side room, took out a thick shawl, and wrapped it around her regardless of her objection.
"This color is a bit too old-fashioned. You should make do with it. If you like it, I'll take you to buy another one tomorrow." Grandma put her arm around her shoulders and touched her face affectionately. "I bought you five or six coats. You can try them on after you recover."
Hua Yingbiao was sitting below, watching the old couple of the Ying family revolving around their daughter-in-law and grandson. He felt a renewed sense of importance for Mu Huaixi in his heart, but also added some contempt. This mountain man was too scheming to be able to coax the two elders into obedience!
"Brother, come with me to the compound. I have a lot of things to prepare. Besides, many people in the compound want to see you!" Hua Yingbiao's eyes turned and he set his sights on Ying Mingcheng.
Ying Mingcheng sat upright on a mahogany chair, his eyes fixed on his family. He was not shaken at all when he heard the words, "No."
Huaying slogan competition, his brother has been a homebody since he got married?
Grandma casually pointed to a corner of the room and said, "Mingcheng, you can go over there. There are New Year gifts for the families in the courtyard. You and Huazi can go and deliver them."
"Oh," Hua Yingbiao agreed immediately, jumped up and patted his chest to assure, "Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely complete this job for you well!"
Ying Mingcheng was not very happy about it, as this job used to be done by the guards. But the old man glanced at him with a look full of dissuasion, and he understood that he should go to the compound to show his face when he came back.
So he stood up slowly, walked to Xiaoxi first, helped her straighten her folded collar, then turned to the excited Hua Yingbiao and took him to pick up the gifts.
After Hua Yingbiao left, Mu Huaixi was obviously relieved.
She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that her man's childhood friend had some opinions about her. When she thought about it carefully, he had never greeted her seriously since they met. He clearly called Ying Mingcheng "brother", but never called her "sister-in-law".
But this thought only flashed through her mind. Another aunt in the old house brought fruits and malt milk tea. Grandma sat next to her and asked her about all the big and small matters about childbirth and confinement. The main hall was warm and the warm breeze was filled with the aroma of bitter melon. It was a happy moment for three generations living together. Who would care about the thoughts of outsiders?
But Ying Mingcheng insisted on making a fuss.
He stood in front of Hua Yingbiao's car, took the cigarette he handed to him, but pushed away the lighter he offered.
"What's wrong?" Hua Yingbiao was stunned and said jokingly, "Brother, you're not still mad at me, are you? I just saw you were too excited, so I said something nonsense."
"Do you have any opinion about my wife?" Ying Mingcheng put the cigarette in his pocket. He started to quit smoking since Xiaoxi became pregnant. Now that he has a child at home, he can't smoke a cigarette for a week.
He asked bluntly, and Hua Yingbiao answered neatly, "No!"
But Hua Yingbiao hesitated and then spoke the truth, "I just think you deserve better, brother."
"She is the best," Ying Mingcheng lowered his eyes, ignoring the other party's surprise, opened the car door, and warned faintly, "If you still call me brother, then when we meet in the future, just call me sister-in-law."
"Otherwise, we don't have to be brothers anymore."
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