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Fanwai Cloud (2)

Seeing that her son was relieved, Mrs. Lu finally let go of her worries.

He wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said to his son earnestly: "Yunchu, this girl, is first-class in appearance and talent. It's just that she has been away from Beijing these years and has only sparse contact with various families. This is where we suffer.

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"Mom is very considerate." Cen Tong nodded. To be honest, he really couldn't figure it out when it came to these household matters.

The old lady's temperament is a bit strict, but her love for her children is not adulterated at all.

The main reason why I don't want to see Dai Mingzhi is that I feel that she is not a good wife and mother in the eyes of ordinary people and will not be helpful to her son's career.

And because of her, her son spends all his time in the boudoir without any intention of making any contribution to his career. This is really undesirable.

There are not many mothers in the world who are willing to let their son, who has placed high hopes for him, only be greedy for his wife and forget about revitalizing the family.

Mrs. Lu is getting older and older, and the ones she worries most about are her only granddaughters, Cen Tong and Cen Yunchu.

"I have been looking for children over the years, and it is really good to have three or two children," Mrs. Lu said, "but she is the only daughter in the younger generation in our family. Naturally, she is a noble girl and cannot be careless."

Although Mrs. Lu didn't like Cen Yunchu's biological mother, she did not take her granddaughter lightly. Although she was not as close as ordinary grandparents and grandchildren, the important points were not ambiguous at all.

"Then what should we do according to mother's wishes?" Cen Tong asked.

"I have been thinking about this matter for a long time. Just asking someone to check the news for nothing makes people think that we are impatient. Rushing is not a business." Mrs. Lu said: "I am celebrating my birthday today, and everyone who comes will naturally see it.

Girl Yun is here, and several people have asked about her Nian Geng. Unfortunately, I have not taken a fancy to these companies. But even so, the character of our Miss Cen family will definitely be spread. Now, everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."

"I wonder what the east wind is that mother is talking about?" Cen Tong continued to ask.

"In the past few years, a strange man has come to the capital. His name is Zuo Zhengqing. He is now the most famous fortune teller in the capital. People say that he is Xu Negi. When Guan Ren is reincarnated, the princes and nobles will show courtesy to him.

Any girl from a respectable family will have to go to him to see her face before choosing a bride." Mrs. Lu said: "If you get a compliment from him, you will definitely marry high. For example, the girl from the Zhou family last year, her father was only a fifth grader.

Pingguan, I don't see anything outstanding about that girl, but her skin is fairer. Mr. Zuo said that she has a prosperous husband, and sure enough, she got married to the third son of the Wailang family, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, at the beginning of this year."

"What does mother mean to ask Yun Chu to go to Mr. Zuo's for a fortune telling?" Cen Tong hesitated: "This girl has never believed in this."

"Just say you are too spoiled to her! It's just a fortune-telling. What does it matter whether you believe it or not? It's just a good fortune. It doesn't matter if someone believes it." The implication of Mrs. Lu's words was to use this as a stepping stone.

, to add some luster to your granddaughter.

It is also a strategy to let interested people come to propose marriage quickly.

"I'm telling you, talk to that girl carefully later. Tell her to go there and don't be too stubborn and delay your good marriage." Mrs. Lu was really anxious. She didn't want her granddaughter to step in.

Following in the footsteps of her biological mother: "Since you are a parent, you have to make good plans for your children, right? She has to get married, so why not take advantage of the good time to choose a suitable marriage?"

"My mother is right, my son will go and talk to her soon." Cen Tong knew that in this world, a woman's final destination is to get married.

No matter how much he loves his daughter, he cannot let her stay in her parents' house for the rest of her life.

"Don't worry, I'm not a memoryless person. Although I helped her with the arrangements for Girl Yun's marriage, she still has the final say in who she marries in the end." Mrs. Lu gave her son another reassurance.

"Thank you, mother." Cen Tong looked at his mother, whose hair was all white, and felt extremely sad.

For so many years, he wandered around and did not fulfill his filial piety properly.

He said he didn't blame his mother, but in fact he just didn't dare to complain because he thought it would be too unfilial.

But in fact, what part of what he did was considered a filial act?

"There's no need to rush today. Then Mr. Zuo only sees people's faces every five and ten days. You can't see them on weekdays. He also has to send name cards in advance to line up." Mrs. Lu knew what her son was thinking and didn't want it to happen.

He continued to feel sad: "It's time to turn on the lamp and ask them to bring dinner!"

Cen had dinner with his mother. When he came out, there were already several stars twinkling on the sky.

In late spring and early summer, with a strong evening breeze and the fact that it was after dinner, Cen Tong thought of taking a walk.

After turning around the main room and walking through the hall, as soon as he reached the backyard, he heard some female relatives talking and laughing there. Cen Tong couldn't help but stop and try to avoid them.

But then he listened carefully and found that it was his daughter and personal maid.

One of the maids had sharp eyes and saw Cen Tong from a distance and said, "It's our master."

"Dad, have you already had dinner at grandma's place?" Cen Yunchu came over to greet his father.

The relationship between father and daughter is different from ordinary people. Cen Tong is a loving father, not to mention the divorce from his wife. Cen Yunchu was brought up by him since he was a child, and he is both father and mother.

Therefore, unlike other daughters who have a respectful and fearful attitude toward their father, Cen Yunchu is somewhat closer to her father.

"Have eaten, what about you?" Cen Tong couldn't help but feel proud and worried when he saw that the dim night could not hide his daughter's outstanding figure and face.

Cen Yunchu is sixty percent like her mother, but more beautiful and more talented.

As a father, Cen Tong was always worried that she would not be able to meet a truly suitable husband, which would lead to depression and pain for herself.

But he could only hide these worries in his heart and never showed them at all.

"We ate at the third aunt's place, and the fourth aunt was also there," Cen Yunchu said, "and there were a few sisters-in-law accompanying me. There was a plate of goose feet on the table. It tasted really good. My daughter ate too much, so she came out to take a walk.

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"I heard that your fourth uncle and the others brought back a few cooks, and one of them is used to making bad braised food. I guess this is it." Cen Tong said with a smile: "You haven't been drinking?"

"No way, there are elders at the table." Cen Yunchu smiled sheepishly: "But speaking of it, those goosefoots are not paired with wine, so it is a bit of a waste."

Although Cen Yunchu is a woman, she is a good drinker. Of course, only her father and a few close servants know about this hobby.

"Since you like it so much, you can have a few drinks when you eat in your room the next day." Cen Tong really doted on his daughter, but he thought it was harmless, so he always indulged her.

"You need green bamboo leaves that are in their early ten years," Cen Yunchu said with a smile, "The next best thing is the goose."


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