Qiu Mingcheng originally came on horseback, but now he simply stopped riding and followed in the carriage.
After the carriage had gone a long way, Qiu Mingcheng whispered: "What happened to you today? Before I came here, I told you to be polite when you meet your new wife. It will make it easier for us to move around in the future."
Jiang felt half aggrieved and half annoyed: "Every new daughter-in-law has to go through this process when serving tea. When I entered the Qiu family, my mother-in-law made me kneel for half an hour, but I didn't say a word. Why did I do it when it was time?
Now that you are a mother-in-law, should you tolerate your daughter-in-law?"
How can it be the same?
Qiu Mingcheng blurted out: "My father died young and my mother has been a widow for many years. She worked hard to raise me. No matter how much I feel sorry for you, I can't bear to contradict my mother. But Shiro treats you differently..."
Before I finished speaking, I regretted it.
Isn’t this a stab at Jiang’s heart?
Sure enough, Jiang's eyes were red and she started crying: "Others are pointing fingers at me, it turns out you think so too."
"Yes, I am not widowed. I remarried when my son was only three years old. I have not raised a son for so many years, so I should not and am not qualified to put on my mother-in-law's arrogance. I deserve to be humiliated."
"Back then, you said you wanted to marry me and be good to me for the rest of your life. I should have kicked you out."
While crying, she twisted her husband's arm with her hands.
Qiu Mingcheng was embarrassed and distressed. He couldn't resist at all. He hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry. I didn't mean it. I just said casually, why do you think so much."
"Stop crying. It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
After coaxing her for a long time, Jiang's crying gradually stopped.
Qiu Mingcheng wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and whispered: "After I go back, if mother asks about it, I will handle it. Don't say anything."
Jiang responded with a gloomy expression.
Qiu Mingcheng was obedient to her in private, but there was only one thing he insisted on. He must be filial to Mrs. Qiu. She had to endure her mother-in-law's mean and difficult things.
This is how all wives get through it.
Why is Feng Shaojun an exception?
She is Shen You's biological mother. She went through the pain of pregnancy and childbirth before giving birth to him. Even if she didn't raise him, Shen You was still her son.
How could Shen You face his wife instead of his own mother?
If she had a chance in the future, she would definitely settle the score today, and she was so sulky.
…
On the third day of their wedding, a newlywed couple was going home.
However, I got up late again in the morning.
Feng Shaojun's hands and feet were sore and limp, and he was helped by Zheng's mother and Jixiang to dress and make up.
Feng Shaojun took a picture of himself in the mirror. There was a charming charm unique to a newlywed young woman between her eyebrows and eyes, which made her feel a little strange. She glanced at Shen You from the dressing mirror, and Shen You couldn't help but come over.
Zheng's mother and Jixiang looked at each other, smiled, and left.
Shen You leaned over and took her into his arms from behind. His voice was a little low and hoarse: "If you keep looking at me like this, I won't be able to go anywhere today."
Feng Shaojun's cheeks flushed, and his eyes were entangled with his in the mirror: "It's okay if the Feng family doesn't come back."
Shen You: "..."
Shen You restrained himself with supreme self-control and took a deep breath: "No, I have to go back home."
Feng Shaojun leaned on his chest and said softly: "Actually, I don't care about the Feng family at all."
Shen You said, "I know you don't care. However, when people live in this world, they must abide by some common etiquette and rules."
Feng Shaojun is accustomed to wandering in the dark night with different identities, and he doesn't care about any rules and etiquette. To describe him as deviant is not too much.
Shen You looked cold and inhumane, but he cared more about this.
Feng Shaojun smiled casually and said: "Okay, okay, I will listen to you. The husband sings and the wife follows, and the husband is the heaven."
This is obviously a joke.
But Shen You took it into his heart, raised his brows, walked around to Feng Shaojun and squatted down, so that he was eye level with her.
"Young Master," Shen You looked extremely serious: "We are husband and wife, and I am very happy."
"What I have said to you before is all sincere. I will not trap you in the inner house. You can just do what you want to do and I will never stop you."
Those dark eyes were full of sincerity.
Feng Shaojun's eyes suddenly felt hot.
She turned her head to the side, and after a moment, she turned around and smiled at Shen You: "I understand what you mean. Let's not talk about it for now. You have a month of marriage leave. You have waited for this month. Say it again."
"It's getting late, let's go to Feng Mansion right now."
Something is wrong.
With Feng Shaojun's temper, he shouldn't have spoken to him like this.
Shen You thought silently in his heart.
He would have to ask her carefully when he went to Feng Mansion.
The new marriage was so hot that Shen You stopped riding horses and accompanied Feng Shaojun in a carriage. It was an hour's journey and they could hang out... No, they were a serious couple now. Intimacy between husband and wife was normal. How could it be counted? Hanging out?
…
When we arrived outside Feng Mansion, the main door was wide open.
Everyone of the same generation came to greet him.
Shen You has been in and out of the Feng family since he was a child, and has also called Feng Shilang his grandfather for more than ten years. After entering the Feng family, he is more familiar with Feng Shaojun than Feng Shaojun.
Feng Shilang specially took leave today and stayed in the mansion. With Feng Shilang's "skill", he wanted to show his love to the younger generation, and he was as meticulous as the spring breeze blowing on his face.
"Silang," Feng Shilang said with a pleasant smile: "You and Shaojun are married, and my heart can be relieved."
"This girl, Shaojun, looks gentle, but when she gets fierce, even my grandfather can't defeat her."
"If she gets angry with you, you, a manly man, don't argue with her, just be patient."
When he said this, he seemed kind and close.
This shameless old fox.
Seeing that Shen You was about to make a name for himself, he came to try to win over him. In the past, he rarely looked at Shen You seriously.
Feng Shaojun sneered in his heart.
Shen You responded, "Don't worry, uncle, I will never let you suffer even the slightest injustice."
Shen You is not a good dancer, let alone sweet talk.
Just such a simple sentence.
Feng Shaojun's heart felt hot and he looked up.
The two people's eyes met, like honey stuck together, unable to separate.
Newlyweds, this is the time for you and me to spend time together.
Feng Shilang stroked his beard and smiled.
Mrs. Feng couldn't stand it, coughed, and signaled the two of them to calm down.
Feng Shilang called Shen You to go to the study to talk.
Logically speaking, Mrs. Feng should also have private conversations with her biological granddaughter.
However, Mrs. Feng sat on the chair and did not move.
Feng Shaojun was in a good mood and was too lazy to look at Mrs. Feng's old face. He turned around and chatted with Feng Shaomei, Feng Shaolan and others, laughing and killing time.
After lunch, Mrs. Feng really couldn't stand it anymore. Under the look of Feng Shilang, she said to Feng Shaojun: "Shaojun, follow me to the inner room to talk."
