Chapter 165 Call them Grandpa and Grandma!
After enjoying a delicious meal at the Moon Fairy Restaurant, Mao Mao obediently held the third aunt's hand and went home with her.
As soon as she entered the door, the third concubine couldn't wait to pull the second concubine aside and start gossiping: "Do you still remember my annoying cousin?"
Second concubine: "What's wrong with her?"
"When we went out today, we saw her husband being beaten by thugs from the gambling den!"
The second concubine scoffed, "That would be so embarrassing!"
The second concubine knew about the feud between the two cousins; they would compare themselves every time they met, always trying to outdo each other, neither willing to admit defeat. No wonder the third concubine was so happy when she returned home today.
My cousin embarrassed herself, how could she not be happy?
"And then what?" the second concubine pressed.
The third concubine beamed: "Later? Later she took him back and never came back. She probably felt embarrassed and was too ashamed to come back."
The customer who was beaten by the casino's thugs was simply someone who had lost money and couldn't pay. This meant he was already a regular at the casino. Judging from Qin Susu's reaction, she hadn't known about this before; this sudden outburst would likely cause her a lot of trouble in the future.
The third concubine gloated, "Every time I see her two sons, they're always causing trouble and climbing on the roof, and she thinks they're so great! And that second son of hers, to put it nicely, he has an older brother to back him up, but in reality? He spends all day walking his bird and dog, doing nothing productive. She treats people like treasures, pshaw!"
The third concubine was overjoyed that her mortal enemy had lost so much face in front of her. Her high heels clicked on the ground, and her steps were light and quick, as if she were dancing.
Still want to compete?
What's the point of comparing? From now on, Qin Susu will never be able to hold her head up in front of her again.
Ha ha!
Xia Xiaoxiang picked up her daughter, who had been out all day, and felt that she was much heavier than usual.
As soon as I picked her up, I heard a rustling sound coming from her body.
"Mao Mao, what's in your bag?" Xia Xiaoxiang opened it and her eyes widened immediately: "Where did you get so much money?"
Mao Mao thought for a moment and said, "It was given to me by Fourth Aunt."
"Qin Zhenzhen, are you crazy?!"
The third concubine immediately raised her eyebrows: "Xia Xiaoxiang, who are you cursing! This is all the money that Mao Mao won for me today. Her little lucky charm has blessed me; I won all day long."
"Then here..."
The third concubine waved her hand dismissively: "Keep it for Mao Mao to buy candy."
"..."
As she spoke, she hummed a popular song from Haicheng, her mood light and cheerful, fluttering away like a graceful butterfly. This good mood would last at least a week.
The clattering sound of high heels faded away, and Xia Xiaoxiang turned around to face her second aunt.
The second concubine, as if remembering something, chuckled and leaned closer: "Is it my turn to take Mao Mao out tomorrow?"
Xia Xiaoxiang: "..."
The next morning, the second concubine knocked on Xia Xiaoxiang's door: "Mao Mao, are you up yet?"
Xia Xiaoxiang opened the door and saw that she was dressed in new clothes, as if she had dressed up specially, and looked even more radiant than during the New Year.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" The second concubine smoothed her hair at her temples. "I went to see the fourth concubine as soon as I got up today and asked her to help me comb my hair. This dress is brand new."
Inside the room, Mao Mao sat on the soft bed, rubbing her eyes sleepily: "Mother..."
Before Xia Xiaoxiang could respond, the second concubine in front of her answered crisply, "Yes! Mom is here."
Xia Xiaoxiang: "..."
The second concubine squeezed in next to her and affectionately hugged Mao Mao: "Our baby Mao Mao is awake. We agreed that we would go out with Third Aunt today, do you remember?"
Mao Mao was still sleepy and reacted slowly. She stared blankly for a while before nodding slowly, "...Mmm!"
Xia Xiaoxiang came over with Mao Mao's clothes and helped her put them on: "Where are you taking Mao Mao?"
The second concubine said, "I'll take her back to her parents' home."
"Your family home?"
“When I went back to my parents’ home last time, I mentioned Mao Mao to my parents, and they were also curious and wanted to meet Mao Mao.”
What are you going back to your parents' home for?
Of course, I'm going to show off my daughter!
The second concubine had long wanted to show off, and now that she had finally found the opportunity, she couldn't wait to do so.
On the way, she taught Mao Mao how to address her: "When you meet my father and mother, do you know what to call them?"
Mao Mao thought for a moment: "Grandpa and Grandma?"
"You're wrong!"
The second concubine said with a smile, "They call them maternal grandpa and maternal grandma."
"Grandpa and Grandma?"
"I also have a younger brother, you should call him uncle."
"uncle?"
Mao Mao's eyes were filled with confusion.
All of these are names I've never used before.
The rickshaw rumbled past and stopped in front of the Yang family's house.
In the Lou family, the first wife was gentle and dignified, the first concubine was reserved and had little presence, the third concubine was hot-tempered and sharp-tongued, and the second concubine was the most enthusiastic, outgoing, and got along well with everyone.
When Mao Mao first arrived at the Marshal's Mansion with her mother, the moment she called out "Mother," it was the Second Concubine who was the first to beam with joy.
Like the second concubine, the Yang family members were all warm and easy to talk to.
The second concubine had sent word home long ago that she was coming today. Mother Yang had been waiting since early morning and saw the rickshaw drive into the alley from afar, with two figures, one big and one small, sitting on it.
She rushed into the house and shouted, "Husband, hurry, your daughter has brought that child."
Yang's father quickly put down his pipe, stood up, straightened his long gown, and sniffed around.
"Am I smelling too much of smoke?" Mr. Yang said, "Don't let the smell bother the child."
"I told you to stop smoking and come out for some fresh air."
Yang's father hurriedly stepped out.
As soon as I stood still at the door, the rickshaw stopped.
Mr. and Mrs. Yang stared intently at the little baby in the car.
This year, when her daughter returned to her parents' home, she talked non-stop, from morning till night about the new baby who had arrived at the Marshal's Mansion. She described how adorable and considerate the baby was, going on and on about every little detail, which piqued the curiosity of the Yang family.
According to her, she treated him like her own daughter!
Now that I see it—it truly lives up to its name!
The baby was short and chubby, with fair and tender skin and soft, milky flesh. On her snow-white face were a pair of big, round, dark eyes that were bright and clear, making people like her from the bottom of their hearts at first glance.
Elderly people, especially, are even more powerless against cute children.
Yang's mother quickly stepped forward: "This must be Mao Mao."
Upon hearing her name, Mao Mao tilted her head back, looking at the unfamiliar old lady in front of her with a blank expression.
The second concubine whispered a reminder: "Mao Mao, this is Grandma."
oh!
I've taught this before!
Mao Mao greeted happily, "Grandma!"
Yang's mother beamed with joy: "Yes, yes, that's right, I am the maternal grandmother."
Yang's mother took the little girl's hand; the chubby little hand seemed boneless, which softened her heart.
"Come in quickly. I knew you were coming, so I had your brother buy some fish yesterday and fry a big basin of them."
The threshold of the Yang family's house was rather high, and the little girl was quite small, making it inconvenient for Mao Mao's short legs. Yang's mother bent down to pick the child up, lifting her up by placing her hands under her armpits—
Caught off guard, Yang's mother nearly strained her back.
Mao Mao stood motionless on the ground.
Seeing the high threshold, she held her third mother's hand, raised her feet high, stood on tiptoe, and with a whoosh, flipped over.
Then, by pulling her other foot back, Mao Mao successfully entered the door!
Yang's mother was left standing there, bewildered and lost in thought.
What just happened?
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