"My brother and I both have our own ideas, so you don't need to worry about it."
As she spoke, Fang Qing's gaze fell on the storybook, indicating that she had no intention of continuing the topic.
Seeing her like this, Zhao couldn't help but wipe away her tears.
"To tell you the truth, someone approached me. Their family name is Zhao, and they said they could give their child to you for adoption."
Fang Qing frowned slightly.
Whose house is it?
Zhao mentioned a name that Fang Qing vaguely remembered; she seemed to have spoken with the lady of this family at a previous banquet.
How did you meet her?
Seeing that Fang Qing seemed inclined to continue, Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and recounted how she had met this lady.
A few days ago, Zhao went to the cloth shop to buy cloth and met the lady's younger sister from her maternal family. They started talking. Yesterday, the lady's younger sister came to visit and said that the lady had many children and that if Fang Qing needed them, she could adopt two of her children.
"You agreed to their request?"
"No, I just thought they meant well, so I wanted to come and discuss it with you."
Fang Qing reluctantly put down the storybook in her hand.
“Mother, I know this Madam Zhao you mentioned. Her husband is a sixth-rank official in the capital, and her family is well-off. Do you think there are many children that such a family cannot afford to raise? Moreover, large families value the continuation of their lineage. If they have no means of support, how could they possibly give their children away to others?”
Madam Zhao paused for a moment and said, "I also thought of this problem. She told me that Lord Zhao has many concubines, and those children are all born out of wedlock. She was annoyed by it and wanted to find a solution."
Fang Qing rolled her eyes.
"Does she think her family knows about this? It's only because of Zhao Shi'an's status. If Zhao Shi'an were just an ordinary person, do you think Madam Zhao would still have adopted her child?"
Zhao opened her mouth, her expression gradually turning dejected.
"You always have a reason."
"My biggest reason is that I don't want it. I'm the one raising the child, so why can't I refuse? Mother, please don't try to persuade me, or it will damage our relationship."
Zhao's eyes turned even redder.
"Fine, since you have your own ideas, I won't try to persuade you anymore. I'm leaving."
This means they are unhappy.
"mother."
Fang Qing stood up and took two steps after him, but Zhao Shi didn't turn around.
She sat back down in the house, feeling helpless.
She won't compromise on this matter anyway.
Mother and daughter don't hold grudges overnight. Fang Qing will go over and coax them in a few days. She believes her parents will understand her.
Fang Qing thought that was the end of it.
Unexpectedly, this Mrs. Zhao came to her door.
Fang Qing was just about to go out with the steward to buy things for the winter when Madam Zhao came to greet her as soon as she stepped out the door. Fang Qing couldn't refuse, so she could only invite her in to talk.
“Princess, I suppose you already know about the child. I sincerely want to give the child in my family to you for adoption. We are both women, and I can understand your situation. A man's affection is unreliable. We still need to have children. Only if we raise the child well and the child becomes successful will we have a way out.”
Fang Qing looked at her calmly.
“I don’t agree with what you’re saying, Madam. You can’t rely on anyone in this world except yourself. Why put your life in someone else’s hands and be swayed by them?”
Madam Zhao looked at Fang Qing with slight embarrassment.
"Madam, I swear to God that I have no ulterior motives and am truly devoted to you..."
I said, I don't need it.
"But……"
"I don't see that Madam Zhao has anything important to attend to, so please leave. I should also go out to take care of other matters."
As Fang Qing stood up, Madam Zhao, not wanting to stay any longer, had no choice but to leave.
When Fang Qing got home that evening, she told Zhao Shi'an about it as a joke.
Zhao Shian also told her that recently some people had talked to him about adopting children, but he had refused them all.
Fang Qing found it funny.
These people are really interesting; they're always scheming about other people's business.
After that, the weather got colder, and after December, Fang Qing stopped going out. Usually, only Fang Dashu's wife would bring the children over to play for a while.
Although Fang Qing has lived two lives, she has had very few opportunities to interact with children.
Recently, when Xun'er brought Mingming over to play, Fang Qing saw her child and realized that there were such well-behaved children.
Mingming looks just like Fang Dashu, with exceptionally large, brown eyes and long eyelashes. When adults talk, she sits next to them playing with Kongming locks. When she gets sleepy, she snuggles up to an adult. She doesn't rely on Xun'er often and can be held by anyone. Sometimes she even sleeps in Fang Qing's arms.
"I can tell you like children too," Xun'er teased Fang Qing with a smile.
"If all children were as well-behaved and beautiful as your daughter, who wouldn't like them?"
"Then let Mingming recognize you as her godmother."
Fang Qing was naturally happy to agree.
"Wait until the child is a little older and then ask for their opinion."
After all, in this era, having a godmother represents a responsibility. What if the child grows up and doesn't like her?
But before Mingming could grow up and understand things, an accident happened to Fang Qing.
At the end of the year, Fang Sanhua and her husband came from their hometown. After discussing it, they decided that the two families would spend the New Year together.
This year we celebrated at Fang Qing's house, and everyone stayed up very late, keeping vigil together.
To prepare for New Year's Eve, Fang Qing took a nap in the afternoon and wasn't very sleepy in the evening.
The men were drinking in the outer room, while Fang Qing and the others sat on the warm couch in the inner room, chatting and eating melon seeds.
Mingming fell asleep leaning on Fang Qing's lap, but woke up groggily in the middle of the night.
"Is Mingming hungry?"
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