A biased grandmother who loves her precious grandson who is the second eldest daughter of a married woman, how could she talk about her granddaughter who has caused the third eldest daughter to have no chance of having any children.
Zhao Yuanxiu said this, firstly, to coax her, and secondly, to find an excuse to distract her so that the two brothers could talk.
Zhao Yuanming coughed and winked at Zhao Xiyan.
Zhao Yuanxiu was a rigid person, and he never liked women to "meddle" in family affairs. The Zhao family had the habit of storing food, so it was not difficult for Zhao Yuanming to persuade Zhao Yuanxiu.
After a cup of tea, Zhao Xiyan entered the inner house and met her grandmother Zhang.
Mr. Zhang is nearly seventy years old, and is already very old at this time. Mr. Zhang believes in Buddhism and is a vegetarian all year round. He has white hair and wrinkles on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes. He is a well-known kind elder in Beihai County.
However, this is when facing outsiders. In front of her children and grandchildren, Mrs. Zhang is no longer so pretentious.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang said with a straight face: "If you don't stay in the boudoir, why are you here? You will have haircuts in more than three months, and you are a big girl. You should know the principles of chastity, quietness, virtuousness...
"
There is inevitably some fussiness in his tone.
In the past, Zhao Xiyan would have felt aggrieved.
Now looking at Zhao's slightly mean face, Zhao Xiyan is not annoyed at all, and even feels nostalgic.
It’s great that all my relatives are alive and well.
Zhang's rambling is just two sticks of incense.
Zhao Xiyan sighed deliberately: "My eldest uncle said that my grandma has been talking about me since I haven't been here these days. I came immediately to say hello to my grandmother. Now I know that my eldest uncle was always trying to coax me. Grandma didn't even want to
See me."
"It's no wonder my grandmother. I'm a girl. My grandmother likes my cousin, but it's understandable that she doesn't like me."
Zhang: "..."
Ms. Zhang is a decent person, and she values face most in her life. It’s okay for her to prefer her grandson, but it’s a bit embarrassing for her granddaughter to tell her directly.
Mrs. Zhang stared blankly and had a sarcastic face.
Zhao Xiyan continued with great consideration: "Over the years, my father has refused to renew his marriage for me. I don't feel good about it either. So..."
"You want to persuade your father to continue their marriage?" Mrs. Zhang's eyes lit up and she eagerly took over the conversation.
The Zhang family gave birth to three sons and two daughters. Zhao Yuanming is the youngest son. He has been unparalleled in intelligence since he was a child and has learned a lot. He passed the examination of Xie Yuan Hui Yuan all the way and was selected as the number one scholar by the emperor. It has been more than 200 years since the Jin Dynasty was established. The last one won the third grade.
Yuan, it was more than thirty years ago.
However, Zhao Yuanming had bad luck and somehow offended the prince, resigned and returned to his hometown. Zhang almost cried blindly at that time.
What makes Zhang even more anxious is that Zhao Yuanming has always been unwilling to get married. He didn't marry and start a family until he was twenty-three years old. The third daughter-in-law, Liu, was born in a small family. The dowry was not rich, and she only had a face that could barely see anyone...
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Well, to be honest, the third daughter-in-law is a rare beauty. When Zhao Yuanming met her by chance, he seemed to have lost his soul and insisted on marrying Liu.
Mrs. Zhang couldn't win over her son, so she had to ask a matchmaker to propose marriage.
Liu's life was short-lived and she had a difficult time giving birth. She gave birth to a daughter and then passed away.
Mrs. Zhang asked Zhao Yuanming to remarry, but Zhao Yuanming refused and raised Zhao Xiyan personally. Ms. Zhang couldn't bear to blame her son, so she turned her anger on Zhao Xiyan.
Every time Zhao Xiyan came to greet her, Mrs. Zhang usually had a straight face, with a nose instead of a nose and eyes instead of eyes.
At this time, Mrs. Zhang changed her usual picky attitude, took Zhao Xiyan's hand, and said with a smile on her face: "Yueya'er, you have been filial and obedient since you were a child, and you are also the most considerate of your elders. Your father loves you the most, and for you
I don’t want to remarry. Now that you have grown up, you will be engaged and married in a year or two. It is also time for your father to marry a wife."
"No one else can persuade your father about this matter. But if you open your mouth, your father will definitely listen to you."
"By the way, I'm going to find a matchmaker right now. If I can make it in time, we can have a happy event this year, and I can have a grandson next year, and you will have a brother..."
"Grandma misunderstood." Zhao Xiyan interrupted the overly excited Zhang in a leisurely manner: "What I mean is that I don't plan to get married. I want to stay at home and serve my father respectfully."
Zhang: "..."
Mrs. Zhang was about to be out of breath. She stretched out her hand to caress her chest, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about! There is no girl who doesn't get married! You want to make our Zhao family laughable."
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"Also, you are a girl, and you cannot carry on the family lineage for the Zhao family. What are you doing at home?"
Zhao Xiyan opened her innocent eyes: "There are so many men in the Zhao family, why is grandma still so anxious?"
Mrs. Zhang looked at each other angrily: "How can that be the same? Your eldest uncle and second uncle have many children and grandchildren, but your father has no children. From now on, there will be no incense in the third house."
Zhao Xiyan thought about this question seriously: "Grandma is right. Well, in a few years, I will recruit a son-in-law into the family and give birth to a child with my surname Zhao. Even though I am a woman, I can still pass on the incense."
Mrs. Zhang was so angry that her brain hurt suddenly, and she reached out to pat the back of Zhao Xiyan's hand.
"Mother!"
A familiar voice sounded at the door.
Zhang's slapping hand immediately changed to a gentle caress, and the love in her eyes almost overflowed: "Yueya'er, your father is here."
There is no way, Zhang's biggest weakness in this life is her youngest son.
In front of Zhao Yuanming, Mrs. Zhang did not dare to show her face to Zhao Xiyan.
This familiar scene, which had not been seen for a long time, made Zhao Xiyan very funny, but also felt a little unspeakable sadness in her heart.
Such ordinary days were the dreams that she could not achieve in her previous life.
Zhao Yuanming pretended not to notice Zhang's inconsistent expression and said with a smile: "Yue Ya'er and I are free today and have lunch with my mother."
Mrs. Zhang was very happy and hurriedly ordered the maid next to her: "Mallow, go to the kitchen and ask the cook to make a dish of brine shrimp and a dish of steamed fish."
These are Zhao Yuanming’s favorite dishes.
Zhao Xiyan blinked her watery eyes and said coquettishly: "Grandma, there is also the eight-treasure fat duck that I love to eat."
Eat, eat, eat, the girl is so greedy!
Mrs. Zhang curled her lips in her heart, but smiled extremely lovingly on her face: "Grandma, remember it! Mallow, ask the cook to make a dish of eight-treasure fat duck and a lotus root box."
Zhao Xiyan was then satisfied: "Grandma still loves me."
If your father hadn't been here, see how I would deal with you, grandma.
Mrs. Zhang muttered in her heart, her old face stretched like a chrysanthemum: "There are so many grandchildren, but Yue Yaer is the most beautiful and intelligent. I don't care about you, who cares about you."
Zhao Xiyan smiled sweetly: "As long as grandma doesn't think I'm a girl."
Mrs. Zhang chuckled and said duplicity: "The girl has a good family, is filial and considerate, gentle and sensible, and is much better than the brat."
Grandfather and grandson are playing opposite roles, and Zhao Yuanming knows it very well.
One is the biological mother who gave birth to him, and the other is his precious daughter. Neither of them can be said.
Forget it, let’s continue pretending to be deaf and dumb!
