Chapter 4 Mother and daughter chat, who is the husband?
Ji Qingwu's biological mother, Madam Qiao's eyes lit up.
Once you enter the city, you’ll be close to home.
Just now, the person who was impatient to wait and complained a few words was Ji Qingyuan, the legitimate daughter of the second branch of the Ji family.
Second House Madam Wu instructed the maidservant beside her, "Fuling, go get an umbrella for the fourth young lady." She then patted Ji Qingyuan's hand and comforted her, "Your aunt has been waiting at the door since early morning. We have only been here for a while, so please wait."
Ji Qingyuan took Wu's hand and said coquettishly, "Mother is still good to me. My daughter's skin is delicate and can't stand the scorching sun."
But all the women in the mansion were sunbathing, only Ji Qingyuan was holding an umbrella.
Mrs. Qiao, the eldest wife, glanced at the mother and daughter, then turned her gaze away.
She didn't want to argue with the mother and daughter, and asked eagerly, "Why hasn't he arrived yet? Didn't they say they had already entered the city?"
Mrs. Qiao was over 40 years old, and she waited the longest under the sun. Almost as soon as the sun rose, she would rush to the gate of the mansion to wait.
"Ma'am, please don't worry."
As Nanny Li was trying to comfort her, she suddenly saw a line of people and horses. She pointed happily towards a place not far away.
“Here it comes!”
As the sound of horse hooves approached, the carriage slowly stopped.
Ji Changlin got off his horse first and bowed, saying, "Greetings to mother and second aunt."
Everyone's eyes fell on the slender hand behind him that lifted the curtain.
Mrs. Qiao was usually reserved and dignified, and had strict etiquette, but at this moment she was so anxious that she could not stand still, so she took the initiative to greet him.
A pink and delicate baby girl jumped out of the carriage and threw herself directly into Qiao's arms.
Nanny Li beside her exclaimed.
Where did this cute pink doll come from?
When Mrs. Qiao saw the appearance of the child and the jade pendant on her chest, she could not control herself and burst into tears. She hugged the child tightly in her arms, and she looked like she was going to cry to pieces.
"My dear Xiaowu, I finally got you back, my sweetheart..."
The hand holding the curtain in the carriage lifted slightly.
A young girl with beautiful features and a gentle temperament came out from inside.
Ji Qingwu still did not show her true face, but considering that she was going home to recognize her relatives, she could not disguise herself too much, so she restored 70% to 80% of her original appearance.
After entering the city, she felt a heavy sigh in her heart, not knowing whether the Ji family would really accept her and her child.
But when her eyes met Qiao's, her heart couldn't help but tremble.
The woman in front of him had her hair tied up in a bun and was wearing a dark green brocade dress with gold edges. She was holding Jiujiu in her arms, her face full of tear marks. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions, but it was not difficult to tell that they were filled with love and regret.
For some reason, Ji Qingwu felt tears welling up in his eyes.
Seeing the person in front of him, Qiao instantly regained his senses.
Although the child in his arms looked like a copy of Xiaowu when he was a child, their ages did not match.
The girl in front of her is her Xiaowu!
Mrs. Qiao wanted to call her, but tears suddenly welled up again. Nanny Li beside her quickly supported her.
"Madam, you will scare the child."
Ji Changlin reached out and helped Ji Qingwu get off the carriage.
She wore light makeup, her eyebrows were as curved as willows, and her eyes were full of smiles.
Ji Qingwu changed into the clothes that Ji Changlin had specifically ordered Lanling to buy in town. She wore a light green chiffon long skirt with light pink lotus embroidered on the cuffs, giving her a fresh and natural look.
Although her dresses were not as gorgeous as those of the women in the Ji family, they were more exquisite and artistic.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, blowing her skirt, and the flowing skirt began to wrap around her body, revealing her exquisite figure.
"The fifth young lady is like a lotus fairy." Which little maidservant sighed foolishly.
Mrs. Qiao had wiped away her tears with a handkerchief. She looked at Ji Qingwu, then stared blankly at the little girl in her arms.
"You are, this, this again."
Ji Changlin quickly explained with a smile: "Mom, the person in front of you is the fifth sister, and the one in your arms is Xiaowu's daughter Jiujiu."
Qiao was so shocked that he was stunned for a while.
Because Ji Changlin only said in his letter that he had found Xiaowu, and that she was living a hard life, making money by grinding tree bark in a small border town, and even learned acrobatics like splitting a table with one hand...
But he didn't say that Xiaowu was already married and even had a child.
Seeing that the door was full of people and more and more people were gathering, Ji Changlin said, "Mom, let's go in and sit down first. It won't be too late to talk later."
Mrs. Qiao looked at her daughter who had been lost and found again, and hugged her heavy granddaughter, and her heart finally settled down.
Although her throat was tight, her tone was firm as iron.
"Yes, let's go home."
As they spoke, Qiao took the initiative to hold Ji Qingwu's hand.
The palms of both mother and daughter were sweaty, and they were both stunned.
Afterwards, all the women in the mansion looked at the always strict eldest lady in astonishment. She returned to the mansion holding the child in her right hand and holding her daughter's hand with her left hand.
The old lady in the mansion was taking a nap and had not yet gotten up.
So everyone went back to their own rooms first, and then went to Shou'an Hall together to pay their respects to the old lady later.
Live in the garden.
The small garden was lush with flowers and plants, and the servants were doing the sweeping and pruning work in an orderly manner.
Inside the main house, Jiujiu was nestling in Ji Qingwu's arms. The light in her little eyes had faded and she looked drowsy.
Nanny Li approached quietly and whispered, "Fifth Miss, you must be tired from driving the carriage. I will take the child downstairs and have a good sleep. You can also talk to the lady."
Mrs. Qiao also explained to Ji Qingwu in a gentle voice: "Madame Li once looked after you three siblings. She is experienced and knowledgeable. You can rest assured that she will take care of the child."
Ji Qingwu had nothing to worry about, so he sent Jiujiu over.
She thought about it, then took out a piece of old cloth with unclear pattern from her arms.
"Mammy, this is something that Jiujiu likes to hold in her hand when she falls asleep. Just put it next to her."
Nanny Li left, leaving only the mother and daughter in the room.
When Ji Qingwu smelled the scent of gardenia coming from Qiao's body, his mind couldn't help but begin to relax, no longer as tense as before.
I saw that my daughter didn't say anything and looked quiet and well-behaved.
Qiao asked hesitantly, "Xiaowu, since you are married and have children, where is your husband now? Why didn't he come back to Lin'an with you?"
Ji Qingwu had long expected that his family would interrogate him about who Jiujiu's biological father was.
She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said, "Ever since Jiujiu was born, her father has been guarding the border in the northern military camp."
Mrs. Qiao nodded and then asked, "Have you informed your son-in-law about your return home?"
"I have no news about him. I don't know whether he is alive or dead." Ji Qingwu pretended to sigh, "Maybe he has already forgotten us, or he has died in the battle."
Qiao frowned in pain.
For so many years, Xiaowu has been living outside without the support of her parents, perhaps because she just married a man who didn't care about her.
The daughter's clothes were simple, and she had no jewelry on her head. Compared with other girls of the same age in the Ji family, she was too plain.
How could a man like this be worthy of her Xiaowu.
Qiao's eyes turned and he said firmly, "Xiao Wu, he's dead."
Ji Qingwu widened his eyes:...
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