The next day.
It was almost noon when Hua Fushu lifted up the light purple gauze. Her eyes became dim and she felt a chill on her back.
Sanqiao pushed the door open, put down the copper basin beside her, and came over.
Hua Fushu said as she put on her clothes, "Sanqiao, is it raining outside?"
Sanqiao went to the wardrobe to get the clothes that Hua Fushu would wear today. "It's drizzling and the weather is a bit chilly. Miss, you should put on more clothes to avoid catching a cold."
Hua Fushu stood up and sighed, "This rain came so untimely. The Shangsi Festival is coming soon, and the East Market and West Market are bustling. I was thinking of going out to have some fun."
Sanqiao took the clothes and went over. "My girl, don't even think about going out. Have you forgotten what day it is and who you want to come back to?"
Hua Fushu then remembered what Ye Zelin said, but she had been so rude to that old man the day before yesterday, and the old man must be holding a grudge against her. If she really went to greet the old man, he would definitely cause trouble for her.
"He's Ye Zelin's grandfather, not my grandfather. Why should I go to see him? Besides, that old guy is not someone you can easily mess with."
Sanqiao reminded him, "That being said, young lady, don't forget that you are still the daughter-in-law of the Ye family. You are the wife of the Ye family's Major General. It would be inappropriate for you not to meet his grandfather."
Hua Fushu said, "I don't want to get involved in his family's affairs."
After looking at the clothes in Sanqiao's hand, she was still picky and said, "I don't want to wear a skirt. Bring me my old clothes. I feel uncomfortable wearing clothes that are not my own."
The old clothes she was referring to were the ones she wore when she first met Ye Shiheng at the General's Mansion. Her mother burned the clothes she brought with her, leaving only this set.
Sanqiao refused to take it. "Miss, if the master hadn't resigned, our Hua family would still be a family of officials and a prestigious family. Even if the master didn't hold an official position, our Hua family would still be considered a wealthy family. We still have to be respectable. Besides, this is not the Hua family, so we can't do whatever we want."
Hua Fushu said, "Your elbows are crooked everywhere."
Sanqiao refuted her: "I am bending my elbow everywhere for you and our Hua family."
Hua Fushu couldn't wear her old clothes, nor did she wear that skirt. She wore a crabapple red jacket and skirt and had two small buns on her hair.
Sanqiao felt it was too monotonous, so she pinned magnolia pearl flowers on her two small buns. Hua Fushu casually inserted an agarwood plum blossom hairpin into her hair, and Sanqiao did not stop her.
Hua Fushu packed up and went to the door. At this time, there was a knock on the door. Hua Fushu opened the door and saw a face as beautiful as a landscape painting in ink. He was as gentle as jade. He was wearing a dark blue robe and looked steady and calm.
She greeted him with a smile: "Good morning."
Ye Zelin rarely spoke and replied with a good morning.
Hua Fushu asked him, "What do you want?"
Ye Zelin said, "I haven't seen you come to eat breakfast for a long time, so my father asked me to come and see if you got up."
Hua Fushu said, "Isn't it getting up now?"
Ye Zelin added, "Grandfather...if you don't want to go, just stay in Penglai Residence."
Hua Fushu thought for a moment and said, "I'd better go and see him."
A strange light flashed in Ye Zelin's eyes, and he slowly replied, "Okay."
He then instructed Hua Fushu, "When you see Grandfather, try not to speak too much. Don't let him pay attention to you. It's not good to repeat what happened that day in front of Father and Mother."
Hua Fushu nodded and followed him to have breakfast. After the meal, Hua Fushu and Ye Zelin returned to Penglai Residence. The sky was still gray.
Hua Fushu was bored, so he asked Sanqiao to bring some colored paper and a pair of scissors to cut window paper-cuts. Ye Zelin sat on the couch reading a book called "Guiguzi". The two were immersed in their own world.
The constant chirping on one side and the silence on the other side form a sharp contrast.
Hua Fushu glanced over and saw a faint smile on Ye Zelin's lips, his eyes fixed on the book. On a whim, she picked up a piece of red paper and started cutting a portrait.
Soon, a portrait of a person holding a book was cut out, and it was Ye Zelin.
Hua Fushu whispered to Sanqiao, "Qiao'er, does it look like him?"
Sanqiao replied to her: "It really does look a bit like him, young lady. The portrait you cut is much better looking than the one cut by Miss Mu Ling."
Hua Fushu said, "Fortunately, Junior Sister is not here. If she knew, she would definitely make trouble for you."
Hua Fushu was in a playful mood and walked over with Ye Zelin's little elephant. Perhaps Ye Zelin was too focused and didn't hear Hua Fushu's footsteps.
She placed the small portrait on Ye Zelin's book. Ye Zelin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head. A pretty face appeared before him, with a smile on his face, like the sun after the rain.
Ye Zelin looked at the little elephant again, then at Hua Fushu, and couldn't help but become serious, "Sister Fushu, what are you doing?"
Hua Fushu joked, "Does it look like you?"
That face was clearly a joke, yet it also had a hint of seriousness. Ye Zelin couldn't help but laugh, and said, "Nice craftsmanship."
Hua Fushu smiled happily and proudly, "Of course."
Ye Zelin took the little elephant and put it aside and continued reading his book. Hua Fushu became bored and turned away.
Ye Zelin picked up the little elephant, placed it in his palm, and compared it with himself. He found that it was indeed somewhat similar to him.
Looking up, I saw Hua Fushu with a smile on her face, cutting paper-cuts with scissors in her hands. She suddenly sat on the ground, crossed her legs, still cutting paper-cuts and laughing with Sanqiao.
He smiled helplessly, placed the little elephant on the page of the book, turned the page and read on.
Around noon, Side came in, but saw Hua Fushu sitting on the ground, which was very indecent, and he immediately looked down on him.
Seeing that Ye Zelin didn't say anything, he didn't dare to remind him. He bowed and said, "Sir, young lady, the old general is almost here."
Hearing the sound, Hua Fushu immediately jumped down from the table. Ye Zelin closed the book, put it on the desk, and then went out to the main hall with Hua Fushu.
At this time, the main hall was filled with many people.
Ye Shiheng was both nervous and excited. Madam Ouyang was beside him. Ruhuan was muttering about when her grandfather would arrive. Dugu Lanxi was behind Ruhuan, with a happy look on his face, but he was not nervous at all.
As soon as Hua Fushu and Dugu Lanxi arrived, Ye Zelin walked in front of Ruhuan, and Hua Fushu and Dugu Lanxi stood together.
Soon, a female voice came from outside the door, "Dad, slow down."
Then, two people came over.
The woman was supporting the old man. She was wearing a lotus-colored long skirt, a wide-sleeved jacket with a same-colored front, and a ivory-white gauze shawl. She had a pretty face, looking a bit like a noble lady.
She is Xu Feiqiong, the mother of Ye Shiheng's fourth son.
The old man she was supporting was Ye Shiheng's father. General Ye was wearing a dark brown robe, with gray hair on his temples, and looked very energetic.
General Ye glanced at everyone with an unclear expression. Ruhuan excitedly went over and hugged his other arm, "Grandfather, Ruhuan missed you. Did you miss me?"
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