Of course, a son raised by himself cannot make mistakes, and the fault must lie with his new wife.
Therefore, Xie's mother even more logically disliked Qi Yuan Yizhi.
Yuan Yizhi naturally didn't know that she was complaining about her hard work accompanying her mother-in-law. At this time, she reluctantly opened her eyes and glanced at the man in front of her in confusion. Before she realized who he was, she smelled the fragrant fragrance in her nose and couldn't help but twitch her index finger.
She hardly ate anything during the day, and only took a few bites after bathing. Now she was really hungry. Looking at the delicious duck blood and vermicelli soup on the table, she finally woke up completely and blinked her bright eyes like autumn water. Yuan Yizhi raised his head and smiled brightly at Xie Yong. It was so beautiful that it suddenly bloomed like spring flowers, making Xie Yong almost blink.
Yuan Yizhi sat upright and realized that she had a thick cloak on her body. She smiled at Xie Yong again and said, "Thank you, husband."
Xie Yong sat down opposite her, said "Yes" calmly, and said, "Eat it while it's hot."
Duck blood vermicelli soup is a famous snack in Jinling. It is quite simple to make. Put the vermicelli in a small bamboo basket and blanch it in the boiling old duck soup. Then pour the vermicelli into a bowl, add duck blood, duck intestines, duck liver, chopped green onion, coriander and other seasonings, and then top it with the old duck soup. A small bowl of soup contains all the deliciousness of duck.
After a tiring day and staying up half the night, it was a great pleasure for Yuan Yizhi to have a bowl of light and appetizing supper on this late autumn night.
Although he was very hungry, Yuan Yizhi still ate elegantly. Halfway through the meal, he smiled at Xie Yong and said, "It tastes better than what I usually eat. I will reward the cook tomorrow."
Yuan Yizhi is different from other Wei Ge women. She doesn't like desserts and prefers slightly salty snacks and snacks. Her favorite food is the Jinling Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup. The Yuan Mansion specially hired a cook from outside who was good at making this soup. When Yuan Yizhi got married, she even wanted to bring the cook as a dowry.
She thought that the soup in Yuanfu was already excellent, but she never expected that Xie Jia could actually taste a soup that was even more delicious than that in Yuanfu.
Xie Yong looked up at her and saw that her face was flushed from eating, her lips were red, and her eyes were rippling. Xie Yong's eyes darkened and his throat tightened. He lowered his head and looked at the soup bowl in front of him. He felt that it was not as delicious as his bride.
So he just said "hmm" in a low voice and said nothing more.
Yuan Yizhi found that her husband was always taciturn and did not like to talk.But that's okay. If you don't like sweet words, as long as you know how to be considerate and take care of your wife, that's better.
Yuan Yizhi secretly took a closer look at Xie Yong, and unexpectedly discovered that he had a pair of particularly charming phoenix eyes, long eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a high nose and thin lips. He originally had a distant and beautiful appearance like an ink painting, but because of this man's slightly alienated posture and the casual pride that permeated his bones, he was born with a bit of inviolable nobility.
Yuan Yizhi couldn't help but think to himself, this is probably the unique pride of a talented man who has won three yuan in a row, right?It seems that she must be careful when getting along with him in the future, and must not offend the talented man in her words or actions.
The young couple ate delicious late-night snacks in the silence of the night. Occasionally, they looked up and looked at each other, and an ambiguity arose in their eyes. The originally ruined wedding night actually had a different kind of charm.
Only Mother Xie, who was lying on the side pretending to be a patient, almost broke her silver teeth with hatred, twisted the sheets with her fingers, and her heart was filled with all kinds of dark emotions.
A few days ago, her son went around looking for the cook, but she didn't take it seriously, but it turned out that he had specially prepared it to please his new wife!
Look!Isn't it troublesome to make duck blood and vermicelli soup for Yuan Yizhi in the middle of the night?
In the past, when my son stayed up late to deal with official matters, he just drank a cup of hot tea and ate a few snacks. He never bothered the cook to light a fire or stir up a crowd.
Xie's mother closed her eyes bitterly, feeling a little inexplicably uninterested. Why did she work so hard to raise her son?
When a son grows up, he cannot help his mother. When he marries a daughter-in-law, he forgets his mother. There is no such thing as a good thing!
Due to his good mood last night, Yuan Yizhi's energy seemed not too bad the next day.
Before Xie's mother got up, she and Xie Yong went back to their yard to freshen up briefly and quickly, changed into formal clothes, and prepared for the wedding ceremony the day after their wedding.
Zhirou fetched hot siomai, silver rolls and bird's nest porridge, and served the two masters to pacify their stomachs.We still have a lot of schedule today, so we can't wait on the old lady hungry.
At this moment, the little maid came in and reported: "Master, madam, the young master has come to say hello."
Yuan Yizhi paused for a moment while preparing to pick up side dishes with his chopsticks, and then continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Xie Yong's brows wrinkled unconsciously.
According to the custom of continuing marriage, the newly married step-brother should first follow her husband to meet her parents-in-law, and then go into the nunnery to worship their ancestors. After this set of etiquette is completed, the bride can truly become a member of the Xie family.After that, Xie Yong's original concubines and children could meet the new mistress, salute her and say hello, saying that they would all be under the management of the new mistress from now on.
This order should not and cannot be wrong.
Now the young master has come over hastily. What's going on?
Regarding this kind of matter, Yuan Yizhi, who had just entered the house, could not speak rashly, especially if it involved Xie Zhao, the legitimate son left by his first wife, and she could not speak randomly, so it was only handled by Jinghou Xie Yong.
"Let him come in." Xie Yong ordered calmly.
A pale and thin little boy walked in cautiously. Because the weather had turned cold, he wore a thin cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and a large red money python satin gown. He also had a huge and heavy golden lock of longevity hung around his neck, which made him look more and more like a little cotton ball. The lock was bigger than his face.
Yuan Yizhi couldn't help but smile. Although she couldn't sincerely love the son born to her husband by another woman, it didn't stop her from loving a beautiful little baby - Xie Zhao was indeed very beautiful, with a face that was three-quarters like Xie Yong's. The more delicate and soft part was probably inherited from his biological mother, with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes.
Following Xie Zhao was a petite and delicate girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a small oval face and watery peach eyes that mirrored Xie Zhao's. She was timid when looking at people, which made me pity her.
Yuan Yizhi saw that she had the hairstyle of a boudoir lady, and the clothes on her body were also elegant but exquisite silk, not the linen fabrics worn by servants, but she followed Xie Zhao closely, looking like a servant serving Xie Zhao, which made Yuan Yizhi look at her again and again suspiciously, and then looked back at Xie Yong, his eyes full of questions.
She is not Xie Yong's concubine, and there is no unmarried lady in the Xie family, so who is this little beauty?
When Xie Yong saw the girl, there was a flash of unhappiness in his eyes, but he never showed it. He just glanced at the girl coldly and said to Yuan Yi: "This is Xie Zhao's aunt, the sixth lady of the Ding family. She was busy the past few days, so she came to help take care of Xie Zhao."
Miss Ding Liu, whose maiden name is Ding Jinyun, is fifteen years old and the concubine of the Ding family.He has the same father as Xie Zhao’s mother, Ding Jinxiu.
Logically speaking, she, a girl who has not yet left the government, should not stay at her brother-in-law's house. However, with the help of people from all walks of life, the current delicate situation has emerged.
After Ding Jinxiu's death, the Ding family was naturally worried about their grandson Xie Zhao, and they were even more reluctant to give up such a good son-in-law as Xie Yong. Ding Shizhang had already retired, and his son had no future. The Ding family was already in decline, and they fawned over Xie Yong.Maybe they can get some light after all, so the Ding family wants to marry another daughter to Xie Yong, and the candidate is Miss Ding Liu, Ding Jinyun.
There was also a tradition at that time that if a sister dies, a sister will succeed her. This not only maintains the good relationship between the two surnames of the original married family, but also ensures to the greatest extent that the children born to the first wife will not be bullied and abused by the stepmother. After all, even if the biological aunt has her own biological children in the future, considering the blood relationship, she will generally not be too harsh on the children left by her ex-wife.
Especially for poor families, this kind of marriage can also save betrothal gifts and dowries, and both families can save worry and trouble. This method of continuing the marriage is more common.
Xie's mother originally hated Ding Jinxiu, but the concubine Ding Jinyun was different from the direct daughter Ding Jinxiu. She had always been well-behaved and docile. She was very popular with Xie's mother when she lived in the Xie family. Later, Xie Yong made up his mind to marry the broom star Yuan Yizhi, which made Xie's mother very angry. Compared with the disliked Yuan Yizhi, Ding Jinyun became even more valuable.