Hearing this, Mu Na nodded, put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said to Song Ziyu who also put down her chopsticks: "Ziyu, come with your mother."
Song Ziyu obeyed and followed, and the mother and daughter entered the back room.
"What's wrong, mother?" Song Ziyu asked aloud.
Mu Na walked to the dressing table and waved to her daughter, "Come over and sit down."
Song Ziyu frowned. Although she didn't know what her mother was going to do, she still walked over and sat down.
Mu Na opened the drawer of the jewelry box, took out a pair of red gold butterfly steps, and inserted them into Song Ziyu's double-knife bun.
"Today is your father's birthday. You are dressed a little too plainly. Put on this step."
Song Ziyu stretched out her hand to stop her, "We are still in the filial piety period for my grandmother. It is not good for my daughter to dress up too brightly."
Mu Na's hands paused. She just thought about taking her daughter to the garden later to "see" the young general in the camp. She only wore a light pink silk flower on her head, no makeup on her face, and wore a light suit.
The blue plain dress looked too plain. I wanted to add two pieces of jewelry to her head, and then put on some makeup, but I forgot about keeping filial piety.
"This is at home, and no outsiders will see and say anything, so it's okay."
The rules of the Dongchen Kingdom on observing filial piety for the elders are not particularly strict. A hundred days ago, it was strictly forbidden to drink alcohol or eat meat. After that, as long as you don’t wear those bright red and purple clothes, there will be no trouble at home.
Just have a banquet.
Of course, marriage is not allowed in the mansion for three years.
Mu Na was so anxious to see her daughter, not because she was in a hurry to get married, but because she wanted to finalize the marriage so that her daughter would have a place to live. Otherwise, it would be even harder to get married if she had to wait another two years.
"I still don't want it." Song Ziyu pushed her mother's hand away, "My mother said she was at home, so who can she show her daughter when she's dressed up?"
"..." Mu Na was at a loss for words.
"Okay, didn't mother say that she wanted to go to the garden to eat after dinner? My daughter will accompany mother right now." Song Ziyu took her mother's hand and shook it back into the jewelry box, then stood up and supported her affectionately.
The mother's hand went out.
Seeing this, Mu Na had no choice but to give up and let Ziyu help her out.
This time when Ziyu came back, she could clearly feel the changes in Ziyu. When she first came back, although Ziyu was different from before, he was not kind to her and did not have the respect that a daughter has for her mother. She was full of resentment.
Also very heavy.
But now she is obviously at peace, she respects her mother very much, listens to everything she says, and is very submissive.
Now Song Ziyu feels that she was too rude to her mother in the past, and feels very sorry for her mother, so she wants to make up for it.
Song Ziling took seven or eight unmarried young generals from the military camp around in the back garden of the general's mansion.
After dinner, his father said he wanted to chat with the other uncles in the military camp and asked him to take the young people at the table with him for a walk around the yard to sober up and eat.
"The back garden of our general's mansion is quite big."
"Yeah, I've never seen many flowers before."
"It drives really well."
Song Ziling clasped his hands behind his back and said, "What's so good about these flowers? I'll take you to the martial arts field and let's do some tricks together."
A captain in the camp touched his bulging belly and said, "We just finished eating, and our stomachs are still full. I'm afraid it's not good to use swords and guns at this time."
This captain is called Xu Zheng. He is twenty years old. He has dark skin due to years of training. This name also suits his person. He has a square face with Chinese characters and regular facial features. At first glance, he is an honest and upright person.
"It's just a burp..." Another commander, Qu Xing, said and let out a burp that smelled of wine. Compared with Xu Zheng, he was better-looking, with a slender body, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a beautiful skin.
He is a healthy wheat color and he is not old, only eighteen years old.
Zhai Xing covered his mouth and smiled apologetically at everyone. "Hey, let's take a walk in the garden. The food in the General's Mansion is much better than the food in the camp. I'm full."
Song Ziling looked at him and teased: "You are obviously too greedy."