Di Wanyuan rummaged for a while and quickly found the square handkerchief. Because of the passage of many years and lack of special maintenance, the moon-white handkerchief had turned a faint yellow.
Yuan Baoyi's embroidery work at that time was not particularly good, but the calligraphy embroidered on it was delicate and refined, and paired with the simple bamboo next to it, it looked elegant. He remembered that Yuan Baoyi used to practice calligraphy using Su Yueling and Yuan Suijun.
Copybook.
She really has something that many people dream of.
On this handkerchief is a small poem about autumn scenery.
Di Wanyuan frowned with dissatisfaction. With such a handkerchief, it would be difficult to irritate his second brother. His second brother knew the past between him and Yuan Baoyi, but he still married Yuan Baoyi for profit. This shows that his second brother
The strength of mind.
He studied Yuan Baoyi's handwriting carefully, imitated the writing style on the paper, and wrote a love poem. He originally wanted the maids to do the embroidery, but he thought that he was in the mansion now, and most of the maids' contracts of sale were in the hands of his aunt.
, I was afraid that it would not be towards him. So Di Wanyuan went to his aunt Song Qingqiu's house. Song Qingqiu was applying ointment to the mark on his forehead, and he was about to salute when he saw Di Wanyuan.
Di Wanyuan said softly: "We don't need these etiquettes between us. That's all in front of others. In the future, you just treat me as your husband."
Song Qingqiu was excited, her neck turned red, and she looked at Di Wanyuan shyly. In her eyes, the third master who just helped her calmly in front of his wife was the best person.
Di Wanyuan took out the square handkerchief and said: "This is a relic left by my mother before her death, but there is a hole in the handkerchief, which makes me feel very sad. Can you help me repair it and embroider it again?"
He took out the page of paper he had written and said, "Change the poem on the handkerchief to this one."
Song Qingqiu is illiterate, so Di Wanyuan is naturally not worried about exposing his secrets. He cannot let Jiang do this, as Jiang can see the fishiness in it at a glance. What if she knows about his past with Yuan Baoyi and thinks that he will never forget his old love for her?
, I still don’t know how much right and wrong will arise.
When Song Qingqiu heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, "I will definitely embroider the handkerchief well for you."
In this way, I will look at this handkerchief every day and think of her kindness.
Although the master could only show indifference to her in front of others because of the young mistress, she knew that the third master had her in his heart. Otherwise, he could have asked the young mistress to embroider this handkerchief instead of giving it to her specially. The young mistress's embroidery
Life is no worse than hers.
She only hoped that her body and bones would be stronger than those of the young mistress, so that she could give birth to an heir for the third master as soon as possible. In this way, the young mistress would not be able to sell her out in the future, and she would be able to serve the third master for a long time.
Di Wanyuan looked at her affectionate eyes and felt satisfied - Qingqiu's heart and eyes were full of him and she would never betray him.
As expected, women are not generally easy to coax. You only need to show that you have deep feelings for them, and you can coax them into running around. This is the case for Jiang, and the same is true for Song Qingqiu.
The wedding of Di Wanhang and Yuan Baoyi will not be interrupted because of Di Wanyuan and Jiang's thoughts. It will be a noisy and happy event.
Because of Su Yueling and Yuan Suijun, dignitaries who did not have much contact with the Di family came to have a wedding drink.
Mrs. Zhong couldn't help but clicked her tongue. The size of the guests was even more eye-catching than when she got married. Mrs. Zhong was not jealous and was quite happy. Her eldest son and second eldest son were born on the same mother's side. They had a good brotherly relationship. Her brother-in-law had a good relationship.
With their connections, their family members will also be able to benefit from it in the future. Only by working together can everyone live a good life.
Di Wanyuan looked at these guests who usually didn't even look at him and toasted his second brother with a gentle smile. The wine was so sour that it could make several jars of old vinegar. These should have belonged to him! Now they are.
It was snatched away by Di Wanhang.
He picked up the wine glass and planned to offer a toast to Yuan Suijun as well. Now that the Di family and the Yuan family are also in-laws, I thought Master Yuan would leave him some face in front of others.
But when he walked up to Yuan Suijun, he said to Yuan Suijun with a perfect smile: "Master Yuan, let me toast you."
Yuan Suijun glanced at him coldly, put down the wine glass, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a fried peanut and put it in his mouth, turning a deaf ear to his voice. The man sitting next to him held a wine glass and drank with him. Yuan Suijun
He clinked the cup and drank it all in one gulp.
Now everyone could see that the high-ranking Master Yuan disliked the third young master of the Di family very much.
Di Wanyuan held the wine glass, feeling that the eyes of the people around him were all focused on him, with a sense of ridicule and laughter, which made him feel like a light on his back. He drank the glass of wine in one gulp, turned around and left - Yuan
Suijun was so disrespectful that he didn't even think he was a snake. Panic surged up... When he enters official career in high school, will Yuan Suijun suppress him and prevent him from getting ahead?
It can only be said that Di Wanyuan really thinks too highly of himself. Even before he became a candidate, he was already thinking about what he would do after high school.
…
Su Yueling and Yuan Suijun did not stay from the beginning to the end. They stayed for a while and then went back, but this was enough for everyone to take a good look at Di Wanhang.
After hearing this, Mr. Di felt a little regretful. In his opinion, among the three sons, the third son was the most talented and learned, and his official career could only depend on the third son - the second son, Di Wanhang, seemed to have a few problems.
Although he has a lot of talent, he refuses to focus on the right path and only thinks about making money. It would have been better if he had stood firm and let Wanyuan and Yuan Baoyi be together. But now his two sons are married, and even his third son
He has a daughter. He needs to talk to Wan Hang when he has time. The Yuan family still has misunderstandings about Wan Yuan. Wan Hang had better explain it to the Yuan family. We are all a family, and this can go a long way.
I want to go to one place. I think this shouldn't be difficult. Yuan Baoyi has already joined the family. As the daughter-in-law, she naturally has to go to their Di family.
If Su Yueling knew what Master Di was thinking, she would just give him a few blank looks - who is his family? What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?
The women in Daxia get married and return home on the third day.
On the third day, Yuan Baoyi naturally took her husband back to her parents' home. They first went to visit Yuan Baoshu's parents, and then came to Su Yueling's side.
Just judging from Yuan Baoyi's complexion, we can tell that she lived a good life as a child.
But Su Yueling took a closer look and found that the expressions of the two couples were a little excited.
Yuan Suijun glanced at Di Wanhang and asked, "What happened before coming here?"
Di Wanhang looked cheerful, but said in an understatement, "It's nothing, I just beat up my third brother."
Yuan Baoyi added: "I also had a good talk with my third brother and sister by the way."
Humph, she wanted to sow discord between their husband and wife, but she didn't even try to see if she was worthy of it. In the past between her and Di Wanyuan, she was originally the victim, and Yuan Baoyi didn't think there was anything to hide. Di Wanhang didn't want to