Jiang Qing returned to her parents' home for several months, fell ill, and did not recover until autumn.
Meng asked her to go back to the clan family before the Double Ninth Festival.
"It's the Double Ninth Festival. Go back and stay with your parents-in-law," Meng told Jiang Qing. "Besides, they also want to have children. If you don't go back, it will get cold and it won't be nice."
On the Double Ninth Festival, although the Zong family couple was in no mood, they still considered etiquette and ordered people to invite Jiang Yinzhi and his wife to the mansion for a reunion.
Just as dinner was about to begin, family members came in to report: "Master, madam, Mrs. Huo is here, and Mrs. Zheng is also here."
The Zong family couple heard this and were very surprised. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, so they should stay home with their elders.
Why did Jiang Nuan and Xu Chunjun come to their home?
But doubts remain doubts. Since they are already here, there is no reason not to invite them in.
Therefore, Mrs. Zong said: "There must be something going on, please invite them in quickly!"
Several members of the Jiang family also looked at each other, not knowing why Jiang Nuan came here.
Jiang Nuan and Xu Chunjun were invited in, followed by several maids and servants, which was much more than they brought with them in the past.
"Uncle Zong, Aunt Zong, it's really rude to come here without warning, please forgive me." Jiang Nuan stepped forward and saluted, saying apologetic words.
"Oh, don't say that. Please come and sit down." Mrs. Zong affectionately pulled Jiang Nuan and asked her to sit next to her.
Jiang Qing on the side gritted her teeth. Although her mother-in-law was nice to her, she had never been so affectionate. It showed that she didn't like herself in her heart, but liked Jiang Nuan more.
She had been looking forward to making Jiang Nuan a widow, but she didn't expect that it would be her turn.
If Jiang Nuan married Zong Tianbao, would she be the one left widowed?
Look at today's Jiang Nuan, who is pink and lustrous, wearing brocade and jade.
But he looked gloomy and haggard, dwarfed by others, and couldn't help but lower his head in inferiority.
Xu Chunjun also nodded slightly to Jiang Yinzhi and his wife before sitting down.
Meng, as before, smiled kindly and said to Xu Chunjun: "Grandma Zheng, I haven't congratulated you yet! Your uncle in high school will definitely prosper in the future."
"Mrs. Jiang has been praised. She is only a minor official at most. Everyone knows that the one in our family is used to not doing his job properly." Xu Chunjun also replied with a smile.
"Uncle Zong, Aunt Zong, we came here rashly today because we want to send these two people back to you." Jiang Nuan said.
"Send two people away? Who are they?" Lord Zong was very surprised.
I saw the maids and servants who had just come in with Jiang Nuan and Xu Chunjun moved aside, revealing the people hiding behind them.
"It's...Chengyun?!" Madam Zong stared at her for a long time before calling out Chengyun's name.
Firstly, she did not expect that Chengyun would return home under such circumstances, and secondly, Chengyun was now much fatter than before.
What's more, she was holding a child in her arms.
"Master, Madam..." Chengyun said and knelt down, "My slave Chengyun wishes you well!"
The appearance of Cheng Yun surprised Jiang Yinzhi, his wife and Jiang Qing, and they immediately realized something was wrong.
Jiang Qing was the first to attack, questioning Jiang Nuan: "What do you mean by bringing her here? What's going on with the bastard in her arms?!"
"She is Tianbao's concubine. After you kicked her out of the house, she happened to be bought by our Zhuangzi.
At first we didn't know she was from the Zong family, and she didn't tell her. After Tianbao passed away, our people at Zhuangzi discovered that she was pregnant, and reported it to me.
After I inquired, I found out that she was carrying Tianbao's posthumous child, so I let her rest.
Now that she has given birth successfully and the baby is one month old, of course I want to send mother and son back to recognize their ancestors." Jiang Nuanse calmly faced Jiang Qing without any panic.
"A Nuan, you are so shameless. The parentage of this child is unclear. It has been almost a year since Chengyun was kicked out. Who knows whose child she is carrying?" Meng said, "She was taken out.
I don’t know how many times it has been through this house, so it’s probably not clean.”
"Yes, she was not pregnant when she was kicked out, otherwise God would not let her go." Jiang Qing said plausibly.
She couldn't let this scoundrel come in. She was already living a useless life and didn't want to cause any more trouble.
"This child is indeed the little Marquis's, I swear to God!" Cheng Yun explained hurriedly.
"How can you believe what these despicable people say?" Jiang Yinzhi cleared his throat and said, "What kind of lie can't she make up in order to enjoy the glory and wealth?"
"Master Marquis, madam, please believe me, this child is really the little Marquis's." Chengyun said, lifting the swaddling clothes and letting the Zong family couple take care of the child.
When Cheng Yun was kicked out of the house, Mrs. Zong and Lord Zong were not at home.
When he came back and found that he was missing, Chengyun also asked about it and roughly knew what was going on.
Lord Zong frowned slightly, he was not sure whether Cheng Yun was telling the truth.
On the side, Madam Zong had already picked up the baby. The infant was sleeping soundly. With such immature features, it was hard to tell who he looked like.
"Madam, please untie the swaddling clothes and look at the child's chest." Chengyun cried.
Mrs. Zong held the child in one hand and peeled off the quilt with the other.
The child was wearing a red damask coat with a small bellyband tied inside.
In front of his small chest, there was a black birthmark the size of a soybean on the pink flesh.
When Mrs. Zong saw the birthmark, her whole body started to tremble and her voice trembled violently.
"The birthmark on this child's chest is exactly the same as Tianbao! He is indeed the child of my clan!"
"Madam, this birthmark might be a fake, not to mention there are so many people with birthmarks in this place. Even if it is true, it is most likely a coincidence." Jiang Qing's face was pale, but her eyes were red, and she looked
Somewhat ferocious.
"No, no! This child must be my grandson!" Mrs. Zong held the child tightly in her arms, feeling very excited, "Master, he is our grandson, there will be no lies.
Last night, I dreamed about Tianbao. I dreamed that he took a piece of rib from under his rib and forced it into my hand.
I thought this was the end of our fate as mother and son, but who would have thought that this would happen!
This is Tianbao telling me that the flesh and blood of the Zong family is back!"
Lord Zong also took the child over, looked at it for a while and said, "Except for the birthmark, this child looks very similar to Tianbao, and the hair whorls on his head are also exactly the same. There is no mistaking it."
The Zong family couple recognized their relatives here with sadness and joy, but the Jiang family couldn't sit still.
"In-laws, today someone said that he had Tianbao's posthumous son, and tomorrow someone said that he was also Tianbao's posthumous son. So what will our brother Xing do?" Jiang Yinzhi couldn't help but feel angry.
"Yes! This matter should be discussed in the long run, otherwise there may be future troubles." Meng's face also turned cold for the rare occasion.
