After Lin Mingfu left the morning court, he came to Mingxinyuan.
This is where his daughter Lin Luowei lives. He is afraid that his daughter, who was born in a rural area and does not know etiquette, will be ridiculed by others.
So I specially invited a nun who used to work in the palace to teach Lin Luowei etiquette. It has been three days now.
But this morning, the nanny came to say goodbye, saying that she could not teach the eldest lady. After careful questioning, I found out that his daughter knew etiquette, and was no worse than the ladies in the capital.
Lin Mingfu felt strange, so he came over to take a look and have a good chat with his daughter.
He entered the courtyard and entered the room where he saw Lin Luowei sitting at the table, embroidering a purse.
Seeing him come in, Lin Luowei put down the things in her hands, stood up and bowed, and called out somewhat stiffly: "Father."
It's not because of her cold attitude, but because Lin Mingfu didn't even have an explanation after leaving her at home, and only sent a nanny to teach her etiquette.
But she doesn’t need anyone to teach her!
Lin Mingfu looked at her and felt guilty in his heart. He walked over and looked at the purse she had embroidered, and in a daze he remembered the one Ping Niang gave him.
He sighed in his heart: "Your mother taught you this embroidery skill, right?"
Lin Luowei lowered her eyelids and said in a faint voice: "Yes."
Lin Mingfu sighed and said: "I have thought a lot these days, and I know that no matter what I say or do, it is of no use. Ping Niang is gone, and I am sorry for her.
But Wei'er, your mother and I really love each other. She is the only woman I have ever loved in my life. I have found out what happened back then and it was all done by the Gao family.
In order to marry me, Gao Yulan bribed my second uncle to write me the letter home, making me mistakenly believe that Pingniang was dead, and she imitated my handwriting and wrote the letter of divorce to Pingniang.
Although I did not do all these things, it was my incompetence that harmed Ping Niang for the rest of her life, and also harmed you, Wei'er, daddy is sorry for you."
He shed tears as he spoke.
Lin Luowei was unmoved and simply said in a low voice: "Those are things in the past. Father doesn't need to mention them anymore."
With that said, she gave the embroidered purse to Lin Mingfu and said, "I made this for you, father. I hope he won't dislike it."
Lin Mingfu was flattered. He hurriedly took it, gently stroked the pattern on his purse and said, "It's as good as your mother's."
After a pause, he asked curiously: "Nanny Chen came to me this morning and said she couldn't teach you, and she also said you were proficient in etiquette. What's going on?"
Lin Luowei said: "After my mother gave birth to me, she worked as an embroiderer for a wealthy family in order to make a living. I grew up in that family and learned some lessons from the ladies in the family."
Lin Mingfu nodded and asked: "Is your mother... not married again?"
Lin Luowei felt a little unhappy after hearing this, but she didn't show it on her face. She said in a low voice: "My heart is already dead, why should I marry you?
Unlike my father, who thought he had "dead" his wife, he married a noble girl and lived a carefree and enviable life.
I know that maybe my father couldn't help it. Since there is a ladder to the sky, who would be willing to climb it step by step? I don't blame my father.
But there are some things that I, as a daughter, need to make clear. My mother has never done anything to be sorry for you, my father.
Even though she thought she was abandoned by you, she never thought of remarrying. She raised me by herself and taught me how to read and write.
Growing up, I always thought that my father was dead. If my mother had not been seriously ill and worried that I would be alone and helpless, she would not have told the truth and told me that my biological father was still alive.