The fourth aunt replied: "Not yet. I heard that there has been no news for several years. There is no place to look for her. You also know my sister-in-law's character. She usually doesn't like to come back to live. The old man is at home, let alone coming back."
The third uncle said dissatisfiedly: "No matter what, my son is getting married, and she, as a mother, should come back and take a look."
Another old woman said: "It's hard to say. Eight years ago, Yinzai was getting married. I informed her, but she still hasn't come back. This time, she must be too lazy to come back."
The fourth aunt said: "Actually, I can't blame my sister-in-law. Everyone knows the old man's temperament..."
Everyone was talking and talking, and the blame fell on Yinzai's mother.
Murong Rong didn't know much about Yinzai's mother, and Yinzai rarely mentioned his parents to her.
She only knew that Yin's mother was the eldest daughter of Jiang's consortium, a once very famous empress of the flames, but she was a figure back then.
Everyone chatted for a while about Yinzai's mother, and then the topic turned to Murong Rong, talking about her family background, parents and so on.
After chatting with the elders for a long time and having dinner with them, Murong Rong took Murong Yuan back to the room.
At this time, it was getting dark and Yinzai hadn't come back yet.
After giving my son a bath, let him fall asleep on the bed first.
Murong Rong went downstairs to find out where Yin Zai was.
He hasn't had a good rest for several days, how can his body cope with the food?
If the Yin family really wanted to drive him out of the family, the worst possible outcome would be that she would support him.
She has several properties in country Y, and she won't be able to support him.
Hearing that Yin Zai was in the Council Pavilion, Murong Rong followed the direction pointed by the servant and walked towards the Council Pavilion.
It was already past eight o'clock at night, and the street lights in Yinyuan were all lit up, just like daytime. The servants were going up and down, and from time to time they heard the laughter of children, which was full of vitality and excitement.
Under the meeting loft, the whole building is illuminated.
Downstairs, the seventh elder was sitting in the pavilion smoking. When he saw Murong Rong going upstairs, he stopped her: "Little wife, where are you going?"
Murong Rong came back and recognized him as one of the ten elders, but he didn't know how high up he was. "Elder, where is Yinzai? I'll call him to have dinner."
"He is having a meeting up there. Don't go up there. If you do, you will be kicked out." The seventh elder asked Murong Rong to sit down and wait.
Murong Rong asked: "Elder, why don't you have a meeting up there?"
The seventh elder took a puff of his cigarette and said with a smile: "This matter is none of my business. What else can I say? It would be great to find an excuse to smoke and enjoy the breeze here."
Murong Rong couldn't help but laugh, these elders were still so cute.
She looked at the lights upstairs worriedly, "Elder, how long will this meeting last? If they agree to marry Yinzai, they will agree. If they don't agree, they will not agree. There is no such thing as this."
"My dear daughter-in-law, this is not an easy matter to discuss clearly. In addition to answering or not agreeing, there are many sesame and mung bean things to discuss, as well as every risk caused by making an answer. We must discuss it clearly. If you make a mistake, you will be wrong.
no."
Murong Rong was stunned: "As for that?"
"There is no way. The family is big and the business is big. One wrong decision will result in huge losses. There are many people in the family, and it will be difficult to support them if the losses are big."
Murong Rong put his hands on the table and asked with a smile: "Elder, when you came down just now, did they agree or disagree?"
The seventh elder laughed, took a puff of cigarette, and said, "When Yinzai didn't come, everyone didn't agree. As soon as he came, some of them agreed."
"What do you mean?" Murong Rong didn't quite understand. Is it because Yinzai's eloquence was so good that he was convinced at once?
When the Seventh Elder saw that there was no one around him, he quietly said to Murong Rong: "You are so powerful!"
Murong Rong understood that the old man's power was something that most people would not know and would not dare to offend him. When he stood there with a black face, he was giving orders to the world with murderous intent, and no one dared to disobey him.
Murong Rong and the Seventh Elder were chatting about home affairs while waiting for Yin Zai.
It wasn't until eleven o'clock in the night that Yinzai came down from upstairs with a group of elders.
Except for a few elders, most of them were old men with white beards and hair, and everyone looked uncomfortable.
Murong Rong greeted him, "Yin Zai."
Yin Zai originally had a frown on his face, but when he saw Murong Rong, he finally showed a smile and said, "Why are you here?"
"I'll wait for you. Let's go back." Regardless of the gazes of the elders on her, she just wanted Yin Zai to go back quickly and have a good rest.
Yin Zai took her and introduced her to the elders.
Only then did Murong Rong realize that some of the old men were actually five generations older than Yinzai.
Among the elders, the youngest is over sixty years old, and the oldest is ninety-eight. There are about twenty of them.
They have experienced countless ups and downs in Huanyan, and they are people who have walked through strong winds and waves.
After Murong Rong greeted them one by one, Yin Zai took her away.
On the way back, Murong Rong saw that Yin Zai had been frowning and his expression was very heavy.
She stroked his brow and said, "Don't be too forced."
Yinzai grabbed her hand and held it in his palm. "I know."
"At worst, I'll support you." Murong Rong smiled playfully at him.
Her smile dispelled the heaviness in his heart, and she raised the corners of her lips, "This is what you said, don't regret it then."
"I will definitely not regret it. I love raising men the most! I raised my brother first, then my son, and then I will raise you. I will be a man-raiser!"
Yinzai touched his chin, feeling a little worried, "Why do I feel like a professional pig farmer?"
Back in the room, Murong Rong found a change of clothes for him and asked him, "Are you hungry? I'll get you a midnight snack."
After asking, Yinzai remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time, "Okay, just make some porridge."
Murong Rong handed the clothes to him, walked out, and took a look in Murong Yuan's room. The little guy was already fast asleep.
After covering him up with the quilt that he had kicked aside, Murong Rong went downstairs and asked the servant on duty if there was any porridge.
The servant took Murong Rong to the kitchen, heated up several bowls of porridge and prepared some side dishes.
By the time she brought the porridge to the room, Yinzai had already fallen asleep on the bed, without even taking off his clothes and socks.
He was really tired. He always loved to be clean and didn't even bother to take a shower, so he lay down.
There were deep dark circles under his eyes, making him look extremely haggard.
Take off his socks and clothes, cover him with a quilt, and adjust the indoor temperature to the most suitable temperature for sleeping.
Murong Rong took the porridge down, and when passing by the kitchen, she saw several servants busying about, some holding quilts, some moving furniture, they were very busy.
Murong Rong walked in and asked, "It's so late, what are you busy with?"
A servant replied: "I heard that the old lady may come back. We have to replace everything in the old lady's room with new ones."
Old lady? Murong Rong's heart moved, "Is she Yinzai's mother?"
The servant nodded, "Yes."
Murong Rong handed the tray to the passing servants and followed them.
In a small white western-style building in the garden on the east side of Yinyuan, it was already late at night, and there were still busy servants coming in and out.
Murong walked in and saw that the building was a European-style building, mainly white, supplemented by pink series.
The white staircase with pink edges is filled with flowers of various colors on both sides. Brand-new European-style tables and chairs are placed in the hall, and oil paintings from the last century are hung on the walls.
The carpet on the floor is also covered with thick goose down carpet, making the whole building look like a princess building.
Murong Rong saw several servants arranging flowers in front of the stage, and went over to ask them: "Does the old lady live here?"
A servant said: "Yes. But the old lady has not returned to Yinyuan for ten years. This building was built when the old lady and the old man got married."
Murong Rong nodded silently, and suddenly heard a clear female voice upstairs, loudly instructing the servants to arrange the decorations.
She was a middle-aged woman, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. She didn't look like a master, and she looked higher than a servant.
Murong Rong asked the servant next to her, "Who is she?"
The servant raised his head and glanced at it, and whispered: "She came here as a dowry from the old lady. Her name is Zhiqiu. The old lady came back early to clean up the room. She is not easy to talk to. No one else will sell the account except the old lady. Please be more careful."
, don’t offend her.”
Murong Rong had only been here for less than a day, and many of the servants in Yinyuan did not recognize her. They only knew which room she was from and came to watch the fun.
Murong Rong walked around downstairs, and when he saw that it was getting late, he turned around to go back.
Zhiqiu came down from upstairs and saw that Murong Rong was not dressed as a servant, so he stopped her and said, "Which room are you in? Who asked you to come over and take a look?"
Murong Rong can be regarded as someone who has been to Yiyuan several times, but this is the first time for him to see such an arrogant person, whether he is a master or a servant.
Murong Rong turned around and said with a smile: "I was just passing by and came in to see if there is anything I can help you with."
Zhiqiu glanced at Murong Rong coldly, pointed to the railing on the stairs and said, "Want to help, don't you? Wipe the railing for me."
There were many servants downstairs waiting to be assigned. Zhiqiu did not instruct them, but instead instigated Murong Rong. She seemed to have a bad impression of the Yin family.
Murong Rong picked up a rag and responded with a smile: "Okay."
He walked to the balcony and started scrubbing with another servant.
Zhiqiu looked at Murong Rong coldly again and asked a few servants to go outside to wash the floor.
Murong Rong wiped the railing and walked up. She wanted to take a look at the photo of Yinzai's mother upstairs, but she didn't find it. People around her said that Mrs. Yin had a house outside and rarely returned to Yinzai Garden.
It wasn't until after two o'clock in the morning that Murong Rong returned to the room.
The next morning, Murong Rong woke up from his sleep, and the bedside was already empty. Yinzai didn't know when he got up.
After she got up and washed herself, Yin Zai came back from outside. She was sweating profusely and had just returned from morning exercise outside.
After Murong Rong prepared breakfast and asked Yuan'er to get up, Yin Zai also took a bath and went downstairs.
During the meal, Murong Rong complained to Yin Zai: "It's so early in the morning. I got up without a good rest. If this goes on, how can my body survive the food?"
Yin Zai didn't care, "I'm used to it. Sleeping too much makes me feel uncomfortable. Rong Rong, take your mother and son to play outside the garden while you are free today."
"What's fun outside the park?" Murong Rong asked.
"There is an ancient town in the back mountain. There are many strange things to see there. My son Bao Zhu would like to go there."
Murong Rong knew that he wanted to spend more time with his son, or forget all the worries for the time being, and have a happy day as a family of three.
After breakfast, Yinzai pulled a carriage and drove Murong Rong and her son towards the small town.
Murong Yuan had never been in a carriage before, so it was a novelty along the way. He grabbed Murong Rong and asked him questions.
Murong Rong asked all the questions that Murong Rong didn't understand to Yin Zai. Slowly, the father and son answered the questions happily.
Yin Zai gave the riding whip to Murong Yuan and taught him how to drive.
Murong Yuan looked very excited, and he imitated the way Yinzai drove just now. He had a great time, and his giggles could be heard from time to time.
Murong Rong didn't see his son as happy and lively as he was today. He was sitting on the carriage, looking at the big and small children in front of him, and his mood became cheerful with their laughter.