The lively green color of the plane trees covered the window screens, and the bright pomegranate flowers were in full bloom. The scenery in early summer was very admirable, but it was a pity that some people were in a bad mood and ignored this scenery all their lives.
Mrs. Lu once again put her hand on her temple. Her head had been feeling dizzy these past few days, as if someone had kept hitting it with a hammer.
I tightened my forehead and applied cooling oil, but it didn't get better.
He was bored by everything he saw and heard, so he drove everyone out of the house, leaving only two maids to serve him.
"Old lady, it's time to take medicine. Please help me get up." Chuntao, the maid, carefully placed the medicine bowl on the small table beside the bed and said, "If you don't drink it, it will be cooled down."
I was supposed to drink this medicine when I got up early, but now I have reheated it twice, and the old lady still refuses to drink it.
"What medicine should I take?!" Mrs. Lu was very impatient: "I feel like vomiting when I smell the medicine. Why don't you take it away quickly! I said, if I don't want to drink it, I won't drink it. Why do you keep asking me to drink it?"
?Are my words so useless now?!"
Chuntao looked at Qiu Ju beside her as if asking for help. Among the four maids serving the old lady, Qiu Ju was the best at making the old lady happy.
But Qiu Ju was at a loss at this time. The old lady was in an extremely irritable mood these days. Not to mention her as a servant, even the ladies and gentlemen at home could not get a good look.
"Old lady, please give me some respect and take this medicine! My servant has already prepared some candied fruits for you." Qiu Ju coaxed in a low voice with a smile.
"It's so sweet, who's going to eat it?" The old lady didn't appreciate it at all.
At this moment, the second master, Cen Tong, walked in.
Qiu Ju hurriedly came forward and said, "The second master is here, and my servant will pour you tea."
"Has the old lady taken any medicine?" Cen Tong asked.
"One by one, you will make me take medicine!" Mrs. Lu was very angry and scolded her son: "Isn't it possible to die somewhere?!"
When Cen Tong saw her like this, he said to the maid: "Take this medicine out and pour it! It's already cold."
When the maid went out to pour the medicine, Cen Tong sat on the chair beside her mother's bed and asked gently: "How is mother feeling today? Do you want another doctor to take a look at her?"
"What's so good? You know I have a heart problem, and no matter how many medicines I prescribe, it can't be cured." Mrs. Lu sighed and said, "What is Girl Yun doing?"
"I got up early and sent someone to see her. She said she was up and studying," Tong Cen said.
"Luckily she can still read it." Mrs. Lu's tone sounded either complimentary or angry.
"According to my son, mother doesn't need to worry too much about this." Cen Tongjie advised: "It's just a sorcerer's words. Let's just not take it seriously."
It turned out that that day, Cen Yunchu went to Zuo Zhengqing to see her face. Zuo Zhengqing said that she was born a widower and was destined to have incomplete parents and punish her husband. Unless she stayed unmarried and stayed in her natal family or became a monk, she would definitely
The husband's family was ruined and everyone died.
When Mrs. Lu found out, she was so anxious that she almost fainted.
Everyone tried to persuade her, and the old lady finally breathed a sigh of relief, but she was so depressed that she was bedridden for several days.
"Zuo Zhengqing has always seen people's faces, some are good and some are bad. Even if they are not good, they won't be like this," Mrs. Lu said feebly: "Why is Girl Yun's life so bad?"
"Mom, don't think about this anymore, just look forward to everything." Cen Tong felt uncomfortable, but no matter what, he would not treat his daughter poorly because of this incident, he could only feel more sorry for her.
"Looking forward, how can we look forward? With such a thing going on, who would still be willing to marry our family?" Mrs. Lu only felt that Cen Yunchu's marriage had reached the end of the road: "Oh, the old saying is still true.
It is virtue for a woman to have no talent. This girl has read too many books, and her life has been ruined."
Cen Tong naturally disagreed with his mother's words, but he did not refute it.
"You can't die if you're in a coma. You still have to cheer up and find a way to find a way out." Mrs. Lu said: "It just so happens that Mr. Zuo has been out of Beijing these days, and it's hard for us to see him."
"Mom, there is no need to worry too much. When Mr. Zuo returns to Beijing, my son will visit him." Tong Cen said: "You just need to calm down and take care of yourself."
"What's the big deal with my old bones?" Mrs. Lu couldn't help sighing: "You'd better go and see Yun Yatou, don't make her feel aggrieved by this matter."
"Thank you, mother, for thinking about it. I'll go see her later." Tong Cen said, "She's not a petty person. Mother, don't worry too much about her."
Mrs. Lu nodded and said: "There is no need to stay with me here. It's just a fuss. You can go out. I'll be alone for a while. It's better."
Mrs. Lu has a strong temper. Although she is old now, her nature is hard to change.
She doesn't like having someone around to comfort her when she's worried, so the younger members of the family don't stay with her for fear of having the opposite effect.
Cen Tong didn't dare to disobey what his mother said, and after saying a few words of comfort, he stood up and left.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally couldn't bear to worry about my daughter, so I came to Cen Yunchu's residence.
Linxi was grinding ink at the table, Fulan was taking care of the newly opened pot of Su Xinlan in front of the window, and Cen Yunchu was concentrating on writing the post.
When the three of them saw Cen Tong arriving, they all put down what they were doing and stood up to say hello.
"Have you eaten since you got up early?" Cen Tong sat down and asked his daughter.
"After eating," Cen Yunchu personally poured tea for his father and brought it over: "Has father visited grandma?"
"I just came over there," Cen Tong took the tea cup and said, "The old lady still asked about you."
"Father, what do you think of this tea?" Cen Yunchu asked with a smile: "I found it yesterday when I asked them to pack the box."
Cen Tong took a sip and said: "People in the capital are not used to drinking white tea, but actually white tea suits my taste best. They say old wine makes new tea, but this white tea is the opposite. The older it gets, the more flavorful it becomes."
"I also like to drink white tea the most. I got this when we went to Minzhou that year," Cen Yunchu said: "It is the best white peony."
"Yun Chu, just now your grandmother said that when Mr. Zuo returns to Beijing, you can go and ask him to resolve the matter." Cen Tong said, "I want to visit him personally then."
"No, father," Cen Yunchu said, suppressing the smile on his face: "Let it go!"
"How can this happen?" Cen Tong said anxiously: "This matter is related to your destiny, how can it be a child's play."
"Father doesn't believe this either?" Cen Yunchu said, "Why bother asking that magic stick again?"
"Having said that, it will hinder you after all," Tong Cen said, "I'm afraid of you..."
"Are you afraid that I won't be able to get married?" Cen Yunchu smiled, his beauty beyond compare: "What if I don't get married for the rest of my life? I don't care, and I advise you and grandma not to take it to heart."
Cen Tong looked at his daughter with mixed feelings in his heart. After all, she was still young and not deeply involved in the world, so she didn't know how to be feared by people's words.
"I have my own reasons for this," Tong Cen said, "As long as my father is here, I will take care of it for you."
