Cheng's mother was talking very enthusiastically to herself and did not notice the change in Cheng Yushu's expression at all.
Cheng Yushu figured out something from Cheng's mother's words.
If she can also give birth to a son in one fell swoop, then no one can underestimate her anymore.
Except for Chen Yize, who was born by the Ma family, there are no other young masters in the Hou Mansion.
Therefore, whether he is a concubine or a direct descendant, as long as he is a young master, he is very precious.
A smile appeared on Cheng Yushu's face, she finally found a way out for herself.
She is not young anymore. If she delays any longer, the Cheng family may find a good customer for her and sell her to make money.
And Cheng’s mother is old and very conservative.
The only one she can rely on now is herself.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon. During the Chinese New Year, people will be coming and going in the house, and no one will care about her.
Cheng Yushu already had an idea in her mind, and decided what her future would be like.
She interrupted Mother Cheng loudly, "Mom, the Chinese New Year is almost here, and I want to make a new outfit."
"Of course it's good. Madam also sent some new pieces of satin a few days ago. They are all very good when I touch them," Cheng's mother said.
Cheng Yushu shook his head, "Those colors are too plain. Wearing them like this during the Chinese New Year is not festive enough."
Mother Cheng reminded: "But our wife has only been gone for half a year, and we can't wear brightly colored clothes at this time."
Cheng Yushu begged: "I'll just wear it once. We live in the Hou Mansion now, and it's like living under someone else's roof. We can't just think about ourselves. If I dress modestly during the Chinese New Year, I don't know if it will violate the Hou Mansion's taboo."
She felt some comfort in her heart, and her young lady had grown up.
She said: "We still have some money. I will go out to buy you satin and make new clothes tomorrow."
Cheng Yushu was overjoyed, "Mom is the best to me. Now the only person I love the most is you."
Cheng's mother sighed and murmured: "My poor young lady."
When Fu Zhao returned to the yard, he was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.
She hasn't even had dinner yet.
Siqi was looking at the door, anxiously waiting for Fu Zhao to return.
She saw a bright light in the distance, and the light slowly approached and grew larger.
As soon as Siqi saw Liangsui's figure, he hurried forward to greet him.
"You're finally back. The dinner is still hot. Eat some first so you don't starve." Siqi said.
Fu Zhao nodded and said to Liangsui: "You should go and have something to eat first. There is no need to come in to wait."
"yes."
Siqi took the lantern from Liosui and led Fu Zhao into the house.
After opening the curtain and going in, Fu Zhao found Chen Feng sitting on the edge of the cave, reading a book under the lamp.
Fu Zhao asked: "Why did you come back so early today?"
Chen Feng closed the book, "It's late, where have you been?"
Fu Zhao stood at the screen at the door, taking off his clothes and said: "I went to my mother's place, and my mother came to ask me about the third brother and the third sister-in-law. In the evening, the third brother and the third sister-in-law quarreled again.
"
Fu Zhao spoke casually, saying whatever came to his mind.
After saying that, she also changed her clothes, walked towards Chen Feng, and sat down opposite Chen Feng.
Chen Feng frowned, "Why are the third brother and the third sister-in-law quarreling again?"
"Oh, it was my mother who brought the third brother's aunt back to the Hou Mansion today." Fu Zhao explained.
Mrs. Chen's move was really sudden. I'm afraid there are still many people in the house who don't know about Yue Ji's return to the Hou Mansion.
"It should have been like this a long time ago." Chen Feng said calmly.
Fu Zhao pursed his lips and said quietly: "If you like someone outside, just come and tell me directly. After all, the bones and blood of the Hou family cannot be left outside."
Chen Feng chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand and pinched Fu Zhao's cheek, "What are you talking about?"
Fu Zhao did not avoid Chen Feng's hand. His face felt painful and he cried out in aggrieved pain.
Fu Zhao's skin was delicate and white. Chen Feng's hand didn't use much force at all, but it still left a little red mark on Fu Zhao's cheek.
Chen Feng took back his hand and said with a half-smile, "This is your punishment for talking nonsense."
Siqi stood aside, listening to the sweetness of the couple, but he was extremely anxious.
It's already this hour, and Fu Zhao hasn't had dinner yet.
When the two people were silent, Si Qi hurriedly said: "Slave, will you bring the dinner?"
Chen Feng said without looking back: "I already had dinner, no need."
Si Qi hurriedly explained: "It's the young lady. She hasn't had dinner yet."
Chen Feng raised his eyes and seemed a little surprised, "You haven't had dinner yet?"
Fu Zhao replied: "I'm too busy and don't have time to have dinner. You go and bring the dinner. I don't have much appetite. I just want to pick up a few lighter dishes."
Si Qi went out.
Chen Feng stared at Fu Zhao and asked, "Why do you lose your appetite?"
Fu Zhao smiled sheepishly, "I'm probably too hungry. I don't even feel hungry anymore."
Chen Feng's face suddenly darkened.
Fu Zhao didn't notice it and just lowered his head to arrange the things on the coffee table.
Putting the things on the coffee table aside, Siqi came in with a food box.
Siqi and the maid arranged the dishes together, and she also placed a pair of empty bowls and chopsticks in front of Chen Feng.
After it was done, Si Qi took the maid out and went out. When Chen Feng and Fu Zhao ate together, they didn't like to be waited on.
Fu Zhao was so hungry that she almost didn't know she was hungry. When the delicious food was placed in front of her, her stomach growled twice.
Anyway, Chen Feng said that he had eaten, so Fu Zhao ignored him and started eating on his own.
Fu Zhao rarely looked so anxious, so he was clearly hungry.
Chen Feng used chopsticks to serve Fu Zhao dishes from time to time.
Fu Zhao felt much better after finishing a whole bowl of rice.
"Don't do this next time." Chen Feng said calmly.
Fu Zhao smiled shyly, "This time it's because I've been hungry for a long time. I won't be like this again next time."
Fu Zhao thought that Chen Feng was saying that her movements were eager and not elegant at all when eating.
Chen Feng's posture with chopsticks has always been very elegant, and he must not be able to stand the way she devours it.
"That's not what I mean," Chen Feng frowned slightly, "I mean, don't go hungry in the future."
Fu Zhao was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize that Chen Feng was concerned about him.
Fu Zhao was almost flattered.
She nodded obediently, "I understand."
Chen Feng's expression softened a little.
Fu Zhao raised his eyes again and looked at Chen Feng, but he didn't expect that Chen Feng would take the initiative to care about him.
