Since the Chinese New Year, Chen Feng has not gone to Meilin to practice swordsmanship.
Because Chen Feng no longer practices swordplay, the place where he practiced swordplay has gradually become deserted, and few servants will pass by here.
Therefore, Mother Qiu has been here for several days without anyone noticing her.
Mother Qiu sat on a stone stool. Because she was afraid of the cold, there was a thick cotton cushion on the stool.
Mother Qiu shook her head and said displeasedly: "No, no, it's still not the same. Let's try it again."
The person standing opposite her was none other than Cheng Yushu.
Hearing Mother Qiu's scolding, Cheng Yushu did not dare to say a word.
Cheng Yushu walked back to the original place and started walking slowly.
She recalled what Qiu's mother had said to her, her chin slightly retracted, her eyelids drooped, and her gaze fell on the ground two steps away.
After walking a few steps, he opened his lips slightly and let out a breath.
Mother Qiu looked at Cheng Yushu with critical eyes, and then nodded slightly to express her satisfaction.
The late wife, Chen Feng’s biological mother, was frail and sickly since she was a child, and would get out of breath after walking a few steps.
Cheng Yushu imitated the late Madam's walking posture and made her look like a seven-pointer.
"Okay, I've been practicing for an hour. Miss Cheng, come over and take a rest."
Cheng Yushu was overjoyed and sat down next to Qiu's mother.
She kneaded her sore calves. In the past few days, she had to practice for several hours every day under the supervision of Mother Qiu.
During the night, she suffered from leg cramps several times because of exhaustion.
But for Chen Feng, she gritted her teeth and persisted until now.
Cheng Yushu asked: "Mom, do you think I can learn well now?"
Mother Qiu smiled with satisfaction, "There are some similarities, that's enough. When the time comes when the prince sees the shadow of the late madam in you, he will definitely treat you as a special being."
Cheng Yushu smiled shyly.
She thought for a while, stood up, leaned towards Mother Qiu, and said gratefully: "Thank you, mother. If it weren't for you, I would still be a headless fly without any ideas. When things are done, I will definitely help you
Be my reborn parents!"
These words made Mother Qiu very happy.
Mother Qiu was very satisfied. Cheng Yushu looked at the unpretentious person, and her heart was clearer than anyone else.
After Cheng Yushu finished speaking, Mother Qiu helped her up and said, "Miss Cheng, you're welcome. As long as you can remember my painstaking efforts, I don't expect anything else."
Cheng Yushu knew that what Mother Qiu said was polite, so she repeatedly promised that she would be good to Mother Qiu.
Mother Qiu smiled so hard that the wrinkles in her eyes piled together.
When the two of them were getting carried away, they didn't notice the little girl in the dark, and remembered their expressions in their hearts.
Fu Zhao packed up and had some breakfast. Just when he was about to go out, the little girl sent by Siqi came back.
This little girl is smart and can run very fast. She inquired and searched, and soon found Mother Qiu's figure at Meilin's side.
She bowed to Fu Zhao and said: "I found Mother Qiu in Meilin, where the prince used to practice swordsmanship. Miss Cheng was also there. They were far away, so I couldn't hear what they were saying. I could only see them.
They smiled happily."
Speaking of Cheng Yushu, Fu Zhao remembered that day when Cheng Yushu took the initiative to show kindness to Chen Feng.
She frowned, Cheng Yushu was actually with Qiu's mother, and the conspiracy between the two was definitely not a good thing.
Fu Zhao felt very uncomfortable.
Siqi also smelled a hint of conspiracy, so she asked, "Do you want me to go and find out more about it?"
Fu Zhao smiled and said, "No need, let's go to my mother first."
Fu Zhao then took Siqi and others to Mrs. Chen's place.
After sitting at Mrs. Chen's place for a while, Mr. Qian and others arrived.
Because the guests hadn't arrived yet, everyone sat and talked with Mrs. Chen.
Mrs. Qian took a sip of tea and said to Mr. He in a sinister tone: "We haven't seen each other for a few days. My third brother and sister's complexion has improved a lot."
Mrs. He curled her lips and retorted: "Second sister-in-law is the same, she is getting younger and younger."
Qian raised an eyebrow and said, "How could I be getting younger and younger? You don't know, my two little girls make my head grow bigger every day. Oh, I forgot, the third brother and sister don't have a daughter. But
The third brother and sister have a son, and later you will understand how naughty the child can be."
After fighting with Mr. He for so many years, Mr. Qian knew best how to speak quickly and accurately to hit Mr. He's sore spot.
Sure enough, He's expression changed.
Mrs. He said angrily: "I have a son. When will the second sister-in-law give birth to a son for the second brother? If the second sister-in-law can't give birth to a son, don't let the second brother's concubine give birth to him!"
"You!" Qian's face changed after being poked in a painful spot.
The atmosphere between the two is tense and a fight could break out at any time.
Mrs. Chen said impatiently: "Okay, okay, just say less."
The two men snorted and turned away angrily.
He turned away and looked at Fu Zhao who was sitting next to him.
He's eyes moved to Fu Zhao's belly and asked maliciously: "Fifth younger sister, your belly hasn't moved yet."
Ma was startled and pricked up her ears.
Fu Zhao looked calm and just smiled, "Maybe it's because the fate of having children hasn't come yet."
He didn't say much to embarrass Fu Zhao, it seemed like he just asked casually.
Ma's dark eyes glanced at Fu Zhao, and then asked He, "Third brother and sister, the children often cry when they are young, so they didn't bother you."
He thought about it for a moment and curled his lips, "It seems that I cried less. The cry was as weak as a kitten."
He was curious. When he was first born, the baby's cry was very loud. Unexpectedly, the cry gradually became quieter.
Once, Mrs. He stood in the yard and listened. The cry was like that of a kitten. Even if it was raised, it might still be a sick child.
Of course, it would be better if it can't be raised much.
Ma held her hand and asked in a calm voice: "Have you asked the doctor to come and take a look?"
He said disdainfully: "What are you asking the doctor to do? Isn't this making a fuss out of a molehill?"
Mrs. Chen said angrily: "Although he is not your biological son, he is still your son in name. Even if you are pretending, you have to pretend to be a loving mother."
He lowered his head and said reluctantly: "I have remembered my mother's teachings."
But writing it down does not mean that she will do what Mrs. Chen said.
Even if she is beaten to death, she will not be kind to that bitch's son.
After sitting for a while, seeing that the guests were about to arrive, Mrs. Chen asked her daughters-in-law to prepare.
Today's flower viewing banquet was prepared by Qian's whole body. She was very busy herself, and as sister-in-law, she arranged work for Fu Zhao, He and Zhao.
Qian was worried about He, so she gave Fu Zhao the task of going to the kitchen to take a look.
Fu Zhao agreed, she just had to go to the kitchen to see how the snacks and lunch were being prepared.
