Mr. Jiang sat there for less than an hour and burned incense. He didn't say a few words and left without even taking a sip of tea.
Even the good-tempered Mrs. Feng couldn't help it: "It's rare for Mrs. Qiu to come here, why not have lunch before leaving!" At least, he should be alone with his son to talk!
"No need." Mr. Jiang stood up and bowed gracefully to say goodbye.
Da Feng: "..."
Da Feng had no choice but to tell Shen You: "Silang, please send one to Mrs. Qiu."
Shen You nodded.
The mother and son left the inner hall one after the other.
Mrs. Feng felt the tightness rising in her chest. She exhaled a breath of air, forced out a smile, and called to her nieces: "Come and sit."
Feng Shaojun and others responded with a smile and took their seats one by one.
Mrs. Da Feng cheered up and said with a smile: "My aunt has been looking forward to it eagerly, and finally you are here. Just stay in peace." Then she asked with some surprise: "Why didn't Shaozhu come?"
Feng Shaolan glanced at Feng Shaojun subconsciously.
Among the sisters, she is the eldest. Logically speaking, she should be the first to respond and speak to the elders.
However, she was already used to letting Feng Shaojun speak first.
Feng Shaojun smiled and replied: "Fourth cousin has hurt her face, so she has to take good care of it."
So good, why did you hurt your face?
Da Feng was startled. Before she could open her mouth, Shen Jia had already rushed to ask: "Cousin Shaozhu cherishes her appearance the most, how could she hurt her face?"
Feng Shaojun looked embarrassed: "As a junior, how can you criticize your elders behind others? Second cousin, let you do the talking!"
Feng Shaolan: "..."
Feng Shaolan, who innocently held the vat, only had time to glare at Feng Shaojun, and then, carefully considering his words, he told what happened that day very tactfully.
Feng Shaolan was actually very kind and tried his best to downplay the situation.
Da Feng was still dumbfounded and looked at Feng Shaojun subconsciously.
Feng Shaojun sighed with self-blame: "My great-aunt threw the tea cup. I was afraid of being hit, so I had to dodge. I didn't expect that my fourth cousin would be innocently injured. If I had known this, I really shouldn't have hid."
Shen Jia's blood surged when she heard that, and she immediately said loudly: "How can you blame Shaojun's cousin? It's obviously my grandmother's fault!"
Mrs. Feng coughed heavily and glared at her outspoken son: "You bastard! There is no reason for a grandson to arrange for his grandmother, please shut up."
Shen Jia still angrily defended Shaojun's cousin: "I can't explain why. It was my grandmother who did something wrong. Elders are unkind, and juniors don't hide. How can I stand and be beaten?"
Feng Shaojun looked at Shen Jia gratefully: "Thank you very much, cousin Jia, for speaking for me."
Shen Jiatong felt comfortable and grinned: "You are my cousin, I should protect you." He patted his chest hard again: "Cousin Shaojun, if anyone bullies you in the future, just tell your cousin. My cousin will definitely support you. Take it out."
Feng Shaojun pursed his lips and smiled: "Cousin Jia is so kind to my cousin."
Shen Jiale puffed up his chest and said with a smile, "I'm your cousin, so this is what I should do."
Da Feng: "..."
Mrs. Feng suddenly understood why her husband Shen Mao looked so speechless when she mentioned marrying Feng Shaojun as her daughter-in-law.
Even with Shen Jia's stupid look, he would only help count the money after being sold.
…
The inner hall of the Shen family is about 100 meters away from the main entrance.
Walking slowly can take a stick of incense. Mother and son can just take advantage of this time to have a private conversation.
However, Jiang apparently had no intention of urging his son earnestly and did not slow down.
Shen You is tall and has long legs. He can take two steps as long as Jiang Shi. He can walk faster than Jiang Shi.
Mother and son were silent all the way, and just walked outside the main door.
Jiang finally raised his head and looked at Shen You.
Seeing this, Jiang suddenly felt a little enlightened.
It is common for a son to be a mother-in-law. Shen You inherited her good looks, with eyes as black as ink, a straight nose and thin lips, and was extremely handsome. She and Shen You stood together. Needless to say, anyone could tell that they were related at a glance. mother and son.
However, the coldness and sharpness in Shen You's eyebrows were different from hers.
It is also different from Shen Rong, who has passed away many years ago.
It's a bit like...
"Mrs. Qiu," Shen You's voice was a little deeper among the teenagers: "The carriage is coming."
Jiang came out of his trance, his eyes were complicated, and he suddenly whispered: "Silang, do you blame me?"
This question is so ridiculous.
From the time he can remember, he has only had his gentle second uncle, his loving second aunt, and three cousins in his life. Jiang's biological mother is not willing to see his son at all.
When he was young, he didn't understand yet, so he often went to Qiu's house and was left out in the cold.
Until Jiang gave birth to his son Qiu Jie six years ago and told him clearly: "You are a member of the Shen family, and your second uncle and second aunt have taken good care of you."
"I am now the daughter-in-law of the Qiu family, and I have given birth to a son for the Qiu family. If you come to the Qiu family, it will make things difficult for me. First, I can't take care of you. Second, my mother-in-law dislikes me for remarrying. Every time you come, She always keeps showing off to me for a few days."
"In the future, you should come to Qiu's house less frequently!"
That year, he was nine years old.
When he was nine years old, he looked at his mother who had a cold look on her face and did not hide her disgust in her eyes. It was obviously the middle of summer, but she felt like she was in a world of ice and snow. There was no trace of warmth in her body.
Later, the number of times he went to Qiu's house became less and less.
Jiang's position in his life is getting smaller and smaller.
"Mrs. Qiu is remarried, and life in the Qiu family is not easy." Shen You looked calm, and there was no emotion in his voice: "I know all this. How could I blame Mrs. Qiu."
After hearing such distant and polite words, Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good if you can be considerate."
After a pause, he added: "In the future, when you join the Jinyi Guards as an errand, you must be careful and don't be like your father, who rushes ahead in everything. You also know very well what the consequences will be."
This is the most "warm" thing Jiang said to Shen You.
Then, Jiang got on the carriage and left.
Shen You watched the carriage go away expressionlessly, then quickly turned around and entered Shen's mansion.
The hearty and loud laughter reached my ears.
Well, I knew it was Shen Jia as soon as I heard it.
Shen You's expression did not move, a smile flashed in his black eyes, and he stepped into the inner hall. He saw Shen Jia grinning, his handsome face glowing red with joy, and his eyes staring directly at Shaojun's cousin.
This silly boy.
Everyone said that it was impossible for him to marry Feng Shaojun, yet he was so eager to please others.
Shen You was a little disgusted and helpless, and silently walked to Shen Jia's side.
This was purely a habit over the years. He and Shen Jia were only one month apart. They had grown up together and stayed in the same place all day long. Only when they settled down did they realize something was wrong.
Shaojun's cousin's beautiful eyes actually floated to his face.
Then, she looked at him with a smile.
Her eyes are as gentle as water, and her pretty face is shy.