Chapter 29 is just too much to bear.
Lou Hongjian shared the same idea as the third concubine.
"I just can't take it anymore!"
In the afternoon, the three siblings gathered under the parasol in the garden. He poured out his grievances to his younger siblings: "Ever since Grandma came, I've been going to bed early and getting up early every day, leaving early and returning early. I've never been this healthy. Grandma won't let me paint, won't let me drive, won't let me go out to play. She forbids this and that. My paints are almost dried up, my car is almost rusting, and I'm withering away!"
He brought his face close to his younger brother's and said with a tearful expression, "Ah Sui, look at me, don't I look a few years older?"
Lou Yansui glanced at him and said sincerely, "Your complexion looks much better than before."
Lou Hongjian: "..."
This was not something Lou Yansui made up.
He used to be a night owl, spending the whole night playing around. Wine and women aged him prematurely. But since Old Madam Lou came, Lou Hongjian has become incredibly well-behaved, maintaining a regular daily routine. Although his spirits have weakened, his complexion has improved day by day.
Lou Hongjian said indignantly, "But Grandma won't let me paint, how am I supposed to open my art gallery?"
"Why don't you draw?" Mao Mao asked in confusion. "Brother draws well and will become a great painter."
Lou Hongjian sighed, "Ah, you have no idea, Grandma has a very keen sense of smell. Even when I sneak out to the studio to paint, she can smell the paint on me. Forget about opening an art gallery, if she just glares at me, I won't dare to do anything."
Lou Yansui mocked him: "Third brother, you're too timid."
Lou Hongjian rolled his eyes at him, his peach blossom eyes filled with sorrow.
He sighed deeply with worry: "My eldest brother is in the military and political department, and my second brother is a doctor. They are both successful in their careers. Asui, you are still young. I am different from you. I am a thorn in Grandma's side."
In the eyes of the old lady, her grandson, who studied art abroad but did not do his job properly, was guilty of the biggest mistake of being able to breathe!
Mao Mao sat there for a while and heard him say a lot of bad things about Old Madam Lou.
“Grandma is a good person.” Mao Mao puffed out her little face and earnestly corrected him: “Grandma gave me a pretty dress and treated me to snacks.”
Lou Hongjian touched her little face, and reluctantly pinched the soft flesh on her cheek. It felt so good that he couldn't help but pinch it a few more times until Lou Yansui slapped his hand away.
He muttered to himself, "If only Grandma had been as good to me as you are..."
Suddenly, they heard Old Madam Lou's voice coming from above.
"Maomao——"
Everyone looked up and saw Old Madam Lou standing on the large balcony outside her room, looking down at them.
Realizing that he had just spoken ill of Old Madam Lou, Lou Hongjian was startled into silence and quickly hid in the shade of the parasol.
Mao Mao jumped off the stool and strained to look up at her grandma: "Grandma!"
Old Madam Lou beckoned downstairs: "Come, come to me."
"oh!"
Mao Mao took a few quick steps and rushed into the house: "Grandma, I'm here!"
Her round figure quickly disappeared into the house, and Old Madam Lou returned to her room.
Only the two brothers remained sitting in the garden. Lou Hongjian said indignantly, "Also, Grandma has been asking Mao Mao to play with her every day lately, and Mao Mao hasn't had time to play with me at all."
Lou Yansui nodded in deep agreement.
There was only one Mao Mao. At first, Mao Mao would come to play with him every day and listen to his stories.
Later, a third brother joined the family, and Mao Mao was often taken out to play by the third brother.
Now that his grandmother is here, he can't even get a share of Mao Mao anymore.
Lou Yansui touched the cover of the book on his lap. He had asked his second brother to buy him a new book, but he hadn't had time to finish telling Mao Mao a new story in the past few days.
"no."
Lou Hongjian muttered to himself, "If this continues, my name, the Third Young Master Lou, will soon disappear from Haicheng."
Lou Yansui looked curious: "Third Brother, what are you going to do?"
...
Lou Hongjian resolved to unleash his true nature and stop acting according to the old lady's wishes.
So, early that morning, before the old lady had even woken up, he got up before dawn.
He permed his hair, picked out clothes, sprayed on perfume, swung his car keys, and headed out the door to become one of Haicheng's most notorious playboys.
When the old lady woke up, he and his convertible had already disappeared without a trace.
He often went out, so the old lady didn't think much of it.
She had just finished drinking tea in the small living room when she heard the crisp clatter of high heels on the floor.
Since the old lady arrived, the women of the Lou family have never worn high heels again. They always wear old-fashioned cloth shoes and walk without making a sound.
The sudden clicking sound was like walking on the old lady's sensitive nerves, making her eyelids twitch. The others who were drinking tea with the old lady also fell silent, looking around, making the sound of high heels even more obvious.
The old lady's originally serious expression immediately darkened. She put down her teacup, which landed on the wooden coffee table with a clatter.
When the third concubine appeared at the door of the small living room, Old Madam Lou's anger flared up instantly.
"What are you wearing!" Old Madam Lou angrily rebuked, "Indecent and unseemly!"
The other ladies in the small living room all stared wide-eyed.
The third concubine at the door took off her old-fashioned jacket and skirt, returning to her original attire. Her jet-black hair was styled into delicate curls, which clung to her fair face. She had drawn her eyebrows, applied makeup, and her lips were redder than roses.
She also wore a very figure-hugging cheongsam with a slit that revealed a section of her fair calf, and high heels that made her legs look exceptionally beautiful. She was slender and graceful.
She is a stylish and beautiful modern woman.
The third concubine stood with her hands on her hips, her eyebrows raised in anger, and glared at her fiercely: "What do you mean by indecent? This is fashion! I'm going to a salon, and if I don't dress properly, I'll be utterly humiliated!"
"Nonsense!" Old Madam Lou said sternly, "If you walk out like this, you'll be disgracing the Lou family!"
"Every woman in Haicheng dresses like this, so why can't I?"
"Only those lowlifes dress so shamelessly!"
The third concubine gripped the strap of her handbag tightly, tears welling in her eyes with anger: "You're so old-fashioned and conservative! What do you know! This is the latest trend!"
Old Madam Lou: "You...!"
"Alright, stop talking." The first wife acted as a peacemaker, persuading her and then going to persuade the old lady of the house: "Mom, this is indeed the current trend. This kind of cheongsam is a new fashion, and officials' wives all wear it. It's not what you think."
Old Madam Lou's lips curled down, her face deeply wrinkled: "I don't care how others dress, but in the Lou family, no one is allowed to dress like this!"
Mao Mao was also having tea with the ladies.
She sat next to Old Madam Lou, happily munching on a pastry, her small body leaning against Old Madam Lou, as if she had no bones. If it were anyone else, Old Madam Lou would have criticized them for their poor posture, but she didn't utter a single word of complaint against her.
At that moment, she blurted out, "Fourth Aunt is beautiful."
The words of Madam Lou's angry rebuke suddenly stuck in her throat.
Mao Mao looked at Third Aunt with bright eyes, sniffed the air with her little nose, and sat up straight: "Fourth Aunt smells good."
The third concubine wore perfume, a floral scent, which was captivating.
Old Madam Lou pursed her lips tightly, her aged eyes glaring sternly at her, but the venom in her mouth seemed to vanish suddenly, not spraying out.
Taking this opportunity, the first wife winked at the third concubine: "Aren't you leaving yet?"
The third concubine didn't press the matter further. She glanced at Mao Mao, wiped her eyes, and quickly turned and left.
The eldest wife refilled the old lady's teacup and said gently, "Mom, calm down."
Old Madam Lou picked up her teacup and took a sip. She looked down at the soft little girl sitting next to her, and after a moment, she let out a cold snort.
This matter is considered closed for now.
But Old Madam Lou was still angry and kept a stern face all day, so no one dared to breathe loudly.
In the evening, Lou Hongjian returned home.
He was half-drunk, smelling of several different perfumes. His suit tie had somehow flown off, and the top two buttons were undone, revealing his muscular chest—a picture of dashing charm.
Upon seeing his appearance, Old Madam Lou's eyes widened.
Her chest heaved violently, her heart brimming with rage.
"Ah Hong, what's wrong with you!" Old Madam Lou scolded angrily, "You don't do any proper work, and you even indulge in debauchery outside. You've learned such dissolute behavior from those foreigners!"
With a burst of courage emboldened by alcohol, Lou Hongjian stood on the coffee table in front of her, raised his head, and loudly declared, "Grandma, you can't control me! Even if you tie me to the house and don't let me go anywhere, my soul is still free!"
Mao Mao covered her face in surprise.
Oh my god!
Her fingers were spread wide apart, and her dark, bright eyes peeked out from between them.
As the old lady of the house raised her cane high, the third brother cried out and was knocked down.
"Grandma, I was wrong!"
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