There is a man in the Wei family who is over a hundred years old. Although he is old, he is still in good health, has a good appetite and is in good spirits.
Wei Tingdong returned to the Wei family in Lizhou with his wife and children, and they were in a fuss for a long time about their eldest son Wei Yuchen.
The Yang family had a hot temper. In order to prevent such things from happening in the future, she even asked the respected elders in the family to open an ancestral hall and divide the family.
Wei Yuchen knew that his affairs had been exposed and it was useless to say anything, so he accepted them all and took the initiative to take Du Lianrong as his concubine without saying a word about the separation of the family.
But on the day when the elders opened the ancestral hall, the old man of the Wei family suddenly fell down for no apparent reason.
After this fall, I never got up again. The bones in my body, which used to be so good, suddenly started to break down. My brain became less clear every day. When I arrived, I couldn't even take a sip of water, let alone a mouthful of water.
medicine.
The descendants and grandsons waited beside the bedside for more than half a month, but in the end they could not save him.
The old lady of the Wei family's fall, illness and death were indeed very strange. Yang even thought that it was related to her son Wei Yuchen, so she checked it in private and found that it really had nothing to do with him, so she felt relieved.
Now that Mr. Wei is gone, the Wei family must observe filial piety, so the wedding ceremony with the Song family must be postponed until the period of filial piety is over.
Mrs. Yang rushed to the Song family early in the morning to report a letter and express her apology.
Xiaoyun didn't say anything in front of the Wei family, she just said she would be sorry and submit.
After the person is sent away, the whole person will not feel better.
Getting married to the Wei family was a good thing, but it was too much work. The engagement date set in March was moved to May, and it still hasn't happened yet.
If it weren't for the Wei family's token, Xiao Yun would have wanted to look for it again for Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan didn't have any big reaction to this matter. Instead, he was extremely calm, like a normal person.
But in Xiao Yun's eyes, this appearance was a forced act.
It's hard to say anything to outsiders, so I would say it a few times while holding my own daughter.
Song Qingyan comforted her at first, but after hearing more, she became impatient and said, "They say good things come in hard times, but my sister and the third son of the Wei family do not agree with this sentence."
He added: "Although Young Master Wei is a little weak, the way he looks at my sister is different. It would be great if this marriage happens, but if it doesn't happen, I don't think my sister will think anything of it."
Indeed, Wei Yutang looked at Song Qinghuan with tenderness and indescribable affection.
But when Song Qinghuan saw his expression, he became more and more polite and showed no affection at all.
Lizhou is also some distance from Kyoto. When the messenger arrived in Kyoto, the Wei family was already organizing funeral arrangements.
On the fifth day of the fifth lunar month, Princess Rouzhen invited Song Qinghuan to watch the dragon boat race. She refused because of the Wei family's affairs. Instead, she went to the same house in Dianzhuang Pavilion and stayed busy for a day. She only returned by car when the moon was at its peak.
Liu Ping was driving a carriage, and from a distance he saw a man outside the Qibei Houfu. His figure looked very familiar, and he was surprised when he got closer.
"Young Master Wei, why are you here so late?"
Hearing the sound, Texue suddenly opened the car curtain, and sure enough, he saw Wei Yutang dressed in plain clothes, standing in the shade of the tree outside the gate of the Song family.
I don’t know how long I have been waiting.
When Wei Yutang saw Song Qinghuan's carriage coming back, his face was filled with joy. He took a few steps forward and asked Liu Ping cautiously: "Is your girl on the carriage?"
Song Qinghuan raised the curtain and looked at Wei Yutang. Through the moonlight, he could see that his eyes were full of scarlet, his face was haggard, and a green beard appeared on his chin.
She opened her mouth and asked, "How long have you been here?"
"It didn't take long." Wei Yutang pursed his lips and smiled.
He went to Beijing immediately after the next court, but because of the new mourning in his family, he did not dare to alert Xiao Yun and Song Wende, so he pretended to be a servant and asked the concierge about Song Qinghuan's whereabouts.
Song Qinghuan was not in the house, and he carried filial piety, so it was even more difficult for him to go to her shop, so he waited outside the Song family's gate until it got dark and the moon was high.
Song Qinghuan didn't bother to check the truth of his words. She just looked him up and down. Seeing that his face was not good and his lips were slightly white, he pursed his lips and said, "I haven't had dinner yet, let's go get some together."
Wei Yutang got on the carriage and sat on the shaft with Liu Ping.
Liu Ping raised his whip and the carriage turned around and headed towards Yipinju.
Yipinju was already closed, but the owner came back again, so he had to wake up the master and light up the stove to make something to eat.
The lights were brightly lit in the private room, and the two people sat opposite each other, eating in silence and with their heads lowered.
Wei Yutang was afraid of missing Song Qinghuan and waited outside the Song family for several hours. He was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back.
Even so, when he started to eat, he still chewed his food slowly and politely.
Song Qinghuan wasn't hungry, but he ate a little. He was silent for a long time, then picked up food for him and said, "Isn't there something serious over there in Lizhou? Why did you come to Kyoto?"
Wei Yutang was eating and didn't have time to reply. Song Qinghuan asked again: "If you are like this, won't your family talk about you?"
"I..." Wei Yutang swallowed the food in his mouth, put down his chopsticks, looked at Song Qinghuan and said, "I want to see you."
Song Qinghuan looked up at him and said nothing for a long time.
Wei Yutang has never done such a crazy thing in his whole life. The old man of the Wei family had just laid his coffin in the ground, and he rode a fast horse to Kyoto day and night, for no one else.
I just want to meet Song Qinghuan and talk to her.
Wei Yutang did not dare to look directly at Song Qinghuan. He lowered his eyes and couldn't help but sigh.
The marriage that was supposed to be arranged in March was moved to May, but it still couldn't be done in May. He had been filial for three years, and the honest words he swore before leaving were particularly ironic at this time.
He said: "I'm sorry for you, I, I didn't expect it to be like this, I..."
There are thousands of words but nothing can be said, and no amount of explanations are in vain.
Song Qinghuan smiled: "Who would have thought it would be like this."
He also said: "Life and death are fateful, so you should be more grieving."
Wei Yutang was even more embarrassed. He clenched his hands into fists. It took him a while to summon up the courage to say, "Although I feel shameless to say this, I, I really want to marry you..."
A moment of silence.
"This time I have a filial piety, and I have to wait for three years before I can fulfill my promise. I, you, you, are you still willing to wait for me?"
Song Qinghuan was silent for a while, and finally raised his head: "I accepted your Wei family's token."
With just one sentence, Wei Yutang was so happy that he was at a loss and didn't know where to put it. He even stuttered and couldn't say a complete sentence: "I, I, I..."
He scratched his head: "I, I'm really happy."
But after thinking about it, I felt that it was unfair to Song Qinghuan. After struggling for a while, he said: "If, if, one day, you don't want to wait for me, I, I won't force it...
