Chapter 38 The Third Young Master
After she became a female household, she had her own ideas and was able to persuade Mrs. Wen to rent her a tofu shop. She dealt with Mrs. Wen all the time, so naturally her temperament and personality would become like Mrs. Wen's.
Wang didn't want her beloved little son to find such a difficult-to-discipline daughter-in-law. "Anyway, don't worry about it. I'll find you a good one later. I guarantee it'll be better than Ning girl, okay?"
"Mom, how old am I? Why are you saying this?" Zhuang Wencheng's face turned unhappy when he heard Wang constantly saying bad things about Zhuang Qingning and disapproving of their relationship.
"How old are you? You are fourteen this year, and you will be sixteen in two years. Then you have to start a family. What mother said is the truth. Why are you still shy at this age?"
Wang thought Zhuang Wencheng was just embarrassed and started teasing him.
Zhuang Wencheng was in no mood to joke. He just frowned and said, "Mom, I'm still young. Let's talk about this later."
"Hurry up and eat. I've been busy all morning and I'm so hungry."
"Okay, let's eat. I asked my eldest daughter-in-law to make you some dumplings stuffed with green onions and pork at noon. It's not easy for you to come back, so you should have a good meal." When Wang heard that her son was hungry, she hurriedly asked her eldest daughter-in-law in the kitchen to cook the dumplings quickly.
At the same time, he went into the house and called other people to come for lunch.
For a moment, Zhuang Wencheng was alone in the yard, with a table and benches set up, waiting to eat dumplings later, but his mind was full of what Wang had just said.
Wang Shi didn't like Zhuang Qingning, and she definitely wouldn't want him to marry Zhuang Qingning in the future. What should he do...
Zhuang Wencheng thought about it and he heaved a long sigh. ——The courtyard was particularly lively.
Many people came today, all bringing congratulations and blessings as well as some gifts. Zhou Xueming was busy greeting and entertaining them.
A magnificent carriage stopped in front of the courtyard. The driver put down the footstool and opened the curtain. A man in his thirties who looked like a butler got out of the carriage.
After he got off the ground and stood firmly, he reached out and carefully helped the other person in the car down.
He is a child of eight or nine years old. Although he is a boy, he has red lips and white teeth and is very handsome, especially his eyes, which are black and shine as brightly as stars.
The boy's gorgeous clothes highlighted his noble status, and his every move showed his extraordinary bearing. It could be basically determined that his identity was definitely not just rich, but that he was the descendant of some powerful noble.
When the people in the courtyard saw this person standing at the door, they didn't dare to speak. Even if they wanted to look, they only dared to look furtively for fear of being discovered by the other party.
When Zhou Xueming saw the person coming, he hurriedly bowed and apologized to his relatives and friends in the courtyard: "Excuse me, a distinguished guest has arrived. Excuse me."
Without waiting for others to respond politely, Zhou Xueming hurried to the door and bowed slightly: "Butler Feng."
"Mr. Zhou." Ning Feng bowed in return.
Zhou Xueming then half-knelt down and whispered to the boy, "Third Young Master, why are you here?"
His attitude is both respectful and kind, as expected of an elder.
"It's the old lady's birthday. As your student, I should come and congratulate you." Chu Jinzhou bowed respectfully to Zhou Xueming and waved for Ning Feng to bring a gift box over: "This is the birthday gift from the student to the old lady. I wish the old lady good fortune and a long life."
"Thank you, Third Young Master." Zhou Xueming did not dare to be negligent and took it with both hands. "There are many people at home and it is noisy. Third Young Master, you are of noble status and it is really inappropriate for you to set foot here. I will not invite you in for tea."
"It's just that my mother's rule is that anyone who comes to celebrate her birthday must eat a bowl of tofu meatball soup. Although my wife's cooking skills are not as sophisticated as the chefs in the mansion, the tofu I used today is not bad. I hope Third Young Master will not despise it."
"Teacher, I have been very happy to receive the meal. How can I refuse it?" Chu Jinzhou said with a smile, "Since it is not convenient for me to go in, please let Butler Feng go and get it. I will wait in the carriage for a while."
He spoke in a proper and dignified manner, just like a little adult.
Zhou Xueming smiled when he saw this and said, "Please wait for a moment, Third Young Master."
"Please help me, Steward Feng, to get it."
"You're welcome, sir." Ning Feng bowed, first placed Chu Jinzhou in the carriage, and asked the coachman to take care of him, then followed Zhou Xueming into the yard.
The people in the yard were all looking on eagerly. When they saw the man who looked like the housekeeper come in, they still didn't dare to speak loudly, let alone step forward. They all hid aside and made way for him.
The two men entered the kitchen, and Zhou Xueming found a soup bowl with a lid, filled it with half a bowl of the tofu meatball soup that had just come out of the pot, sprinkled some coriander on it, added a little vinegar, and a little sesame oil. He then put it into the food box, put in a soup spoon, and handed it to Ning Feng.
"Thank you for troubling Steward Feng." Zhou Xueming deliberately lowered his voice: "Excuse me, Steward Feng, the world..."
"Does the eldest son know that the third son is here?"
"The eldest young master knows about this. Even the birthday gift sent by the third young master today was selected from the eldest young master's warehouse after he consulted him." Ning Feng replied.
In other words, this thing not only represents Chu Jinzhou's feelings, but also Chu Jinnian's.
The mist in Zhou Xueming's eyes suddenly rose, and they turned slightly red: "Please, Steward Feng, thank the eldest master for me."
"I made such a mistake before, but the eldest master didn't despise me and even let me be the third master's husband. Such a deep friendship, I..."
I am really sorry to Chu Jinnian, and even more sorry to my own conscience.
Zhou Xueming choked up and couldn't say the rest of the words.
"gentlemen."
Ning Feng raised his voice slightly: "The eldest master said that the past is the past. Since the eldest master has forgiven, this matter is over. If you keep thinking about the past, I think your heart will be heavy, and the eldest master will not feel comfortable."
"Yes, Butler Feng is absolutely right." Zhou Xueming sniffed, suppressed the mist in his eyes, and then sent Ning Feng out.
He walked all the way to the carriage at the door. When he saw Chu Jinzhou sticking his head out of the carriage, Zhou Xueming regained his smile and said, "It's not advisable to stay here for long. Third Young Master, you should return home early. I will go and teach you to study after I have settled my mother down for a few days."
"You must complete the homework I assign you on time every day. If you have not completed it when I check, you will be spanked."
Upon hearing this, Chu Jinzhou, who had been smiling just now, suddenly had a much more forced smile on his face. He just agreed reluctantly and patted his chest to promise that he would complete his homework.
(End of this chapter)
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