Zhao Luoyang helped Chen's mother prepare the meal, leaving Mrs. Bai and Xiao Yu's aunt and nephew to talk.
Mother Chen looked at Zhao Luoyang with embarrassment: "How can I let the girl work in the kitchen?"
Zhao Luoyang smiled and said: "Every time I come to Zhuangzi, my mother cooks for me. I have nothing to do now, so I might as well stay with my mother."
"To be honest with mom, I don't know what to do except light a fire and pass some things."
If you let her do it, she can cook it, and the things she makes... Everyone liked it when they moved, but it's not sure whether they can eat enough now.
So she always said that the problem was not her cooking skills, but the timing. She hoped that no one would think her food was delicious in this life.
Mother Chen looked at Zhao Luoyang's hand. She was afraid that the girl from the Zhao family might have injured her hand when she helped light the fire. Her son might not be interested in other things, but he would definitely notice any changes in the girl immediately, and
The Zhao family girl... was so lovable that everyone who saw her wanted to protect her.
Thinking of this, Mother Chen couldn't help but smile: "Thanks to the girl, otherwise nothing would have happened today." When she heard that the white lady in the village was a princess, she was also shocked, and she was even more shocked when she saw the person just now.
Taking a breath of cool air, for no other reason than seeing the scars on the princess's face, she couldn't recover for a long time.
That was Princess Changle. According to others, although she married far away, she lived a smooth life in Xibo. Although brothers Wu Songqi and Wu Songjie died earlier, it can still be regarded as a good story.
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Who would have thought? The princess looked like this, her face was completely ruined, and she was still hiding in the stockade and did not dare to come out.
The princess has done so many things for Da Qi, how could she end up with such a result?
Mother Chen felt sad when she thought about it. The paths faced by both her aunt and nephew were so difficult, and each was more distressing than the other.
Mother Chen asked: "Do you often go to the village?"
Zhao Luoyang responded: "I go there often. During these days, I pull dung from the stockade and borrow animals to plow the fields for the stockade."
Mother Chen laughed: "When we came to Taozhou, I saw the village. It seemed quite big."
"Well," Zhao Luoyang said, "there have been a lot more people in the village in recent years, and everyone still focuses on grazing, and there are many cattle and sheep in the village."
Mother Chen said: "Bai...she is in the village."
"In order to hide her identity, she appeared to be the elder of the village, so everyone secretly called her Mother Bai. In fact, Mother Bai was the one who made the decisions in the village," Zhao Luoyang said carefully, "When there was a military rebellion in Taozhou, the young master asked someone to
When we came with troops, Mother Bai would have guessed it by then."
"Now that I have time, it's time to meet up. There's no need to hide some things."
Of course, Mother Chen thinks it's good. The Zhao family girl can control the heat, so the meeting can't be too sudden, and they need to know each other well.
Mother Chen sighed: "It's a pity that the young master's illness has not recovered yet, so the girl has to work hard for everything."
Zhao Luoyang smiled and said, "His illness will be cured." She didn't believe Huaiguang's words in the past, but now she knows that the little mute is in her system, and she will try her best to get him out of the system.
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In the main house.
Xiao Yu looked outside the door from time to time. Although his expression was not obvious, he could not escape the eyes of Mrs. Bai, a stranger.
Mrs. Bai smiled and said, "Are you thinking about the girl from the Zhao family?"
Xiao Yu's eyes averted slightly, but he still smiled involuntarily.
Mrs. Bai said: "My aunt is someone who has been here before and understands your thoughts. If you are anxious, my aunt can come forward and go to the Zhao family to help you talk about your marriage."
When Xiao Yu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he was obviously extremely happy.
"I haven't recovered from my injury yet. I just don't know if the elders of the Zhao family can agree," Xiao Yu said. "If they ask, I don't want to hide anything."
Mrs. Bai originally thought that her nephew was young and happy to be alone without any rules, but when she heard this, she frowned slightly: "The injury on your body has the root of the disease?"
"Sometimes I fall asleep," Xiao Yu said, "otherwise I would have gone to see my aunt long ago."
Mrs. Bai had never heard of such a disease before: "How could this happen?"
Xiao Yu said: "I injured my head at that time, but fortunately it got better gradually due to the care of Huaiguang and the others. Now I mostly fall asleep during the day, and only wake up at night. But the doctor said that if you take good care of yourself, you will recover.
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Mrs. Bai couldn't help but feel distressed: "You have suffered."
Mrs. Bai thought about the scars on her face, why couldn't it be like this? Those people wanted them dead wholeheartedly, how could they escape so easily.
Xiao Yu said: "Actually, I am very grateful for being injured this time."
Mrs. Bai was a little surprised.
Xiao Yu nodded: "I have been in the palace for a long time, and was arranged by my father to fight abroad. My hands were stained with too much blood, and I gradually became more and more like them. If I hadn't met Luo Yang again because of my recovery, I wouldn't have been able to remember it.
What did I look like before?" He would rather be sick like this than before.
When Mrs. Bai was in Xibo, she also thought about revenge by any means necessary. Once a person is dominated by emotions, he will completely lose himself.
"Luo Yang handles many things for me now. She does things differently than I did before. If it were me in the past, there's no doubt that my aunt wouldn't be willing to come and see her." This was Xiao Yu's truth. He thought of many things during these days.
In his fragmented memories, he did not recognize Mrs. Bai.
Xiao Yu continued: "It was thanks to her that I dealt with the Feng family last time. When I see my aunt this time, I also want her help and take more care of her."
Although she was worried about her nephew's illness, Mrs. Bai still couldn't help laughing when she saw his cautious appearance: "You're still protecting her like this before you even get married?"
Xiao Yu shook his head: "It's not that I'm protecting her, it's that she is really good."
"Of course I know she is good," said Mrs. Bai, "I don't know how to keep Luo Yang in the village when you are here. I am also thinking about letting her meet your brother when there is a chance in the future.
See, if you can be my daughter-in-law, I will be at ease."
Xiao Yu never thought that Mrs. Bai had such a plan, and immediately said cautiously: "Auntie..."
Mrs. Bai waved her hand: "Look at you now, I don't know if your injuries can be cured. If you stay like this for the rest of your life, wouldn't it be a drag on Luoyang?"
"Besides, your identity cannot be seen in the light now. My aunt is going to tell the Zhao family now that the Zhao family will most likely refuse. So no one can say how the marriage will turn out in the end, but we can't let such a good girl marry.
Instead of going to another family, our family might as well prepare a few more boys to give Luo Yang more choices, what do you think?"
Mrs. Bai deliberately teased her nephew, but she didn't expect that this child, who seemed to be more controlled and steady than his peers, actually had a bit of worry in his eyes.
Mrs. Bai laughed to herself, feeling indescribably happy. For her nephew to be like this at least proves that his nature is still pure. As long as someone cares about him and his heart is not all about fame and fortune and calculations, nothing can go wrong.
"If you want to compete with your brother, then hurry up," said Mrs. Bai, "taking you to Fengxia Village like this will make my face look brighter. You will be disliked by others for looking like this."
Mrs. Bai knew how much Old Mrs. Yang valued her granddaughter. She was raised so well, how could it be so easy to take her back to her nest?