Grandma has already come in, but Mrs. Zhang has no intention of leaving.
His eyes were as cold as before. He raised his head slightly and resumed his high-spirited attitude. "I am showing you the truth with good intentions. If you are so stubborn, you will be the unlucky one in the future. Waiting for you. When you get old and there is no one around to take care of you, I see you crying!"
"Aunt!" An Hongshao suddenly raised her voice, "My mother and I still have each other. My husband's family is a powerful person in the future. My mother doesn't need to worry about my aunt no matter what."
"Who do you think you are?" Mrs. Zhang sneered and looked up and down, the disdain in her eyes getting thicker.
This look made An Hongshao purse her lips tightly, and couldn't help but think of the matchmaker in front of the soul who also had this expression.
Ms. Li stood up slowly while holding on to the chair. The peony hair ornament on her head was dazzling for a moment. She raised her hand gently, her steps were steady, and her skirt hung steadily without any mess.
This is the dignity that a noble daughter of aristocratic family should carry by birth, which forced Mrs. Zhang to back away repeatedly, "Who do you think my daughter is? Why do my younger siblings look more anxious than me? Are you trying to achieve your goal and become angry from shame?"
Zhang had no way to retreat, her heels hit the threshold, she staggered and almost fell, her hands subconsciously grabbed the door frame, her breath was a little unsteady, "What do I have to be angry about? You dogs bite Lu Dongbin and you don't know a good heart. In the future, It’s not like I’m unlucky.”
After saying that, he quickly retreated.
After watching Mrs. Zhang leave, Mrs. Li slowly turned back and glanced at An Hongshao. She didn't say anything, but sat back down in her seat again.
An Hongshao stood up and knelt down in front of Mrs. Li, "Mother, my daughter has realized her mistake."
She often disobeyed Mr. Li for Pan Zeyu, and on the eve of her wedding, she forced her mother to ask her grandfather to pave the way for Pan Zeyu, which broke Mr. Li's heart.
Li's eyes moved slightly, but she still sat there, letting An Hongshao kneel down. After a long time, she said lightly, "Is your mind clear now?"
In fact, An Hongshao never understood Li. In the past, when her father was alive, her mother only served as a concubine to her father. She spoke softly and sweetly, but she was always harsh when facing An Hongshao.
It wasn't until now that she saw Li's posture that An Hongshao understood that in the past, her mother had to lower her head and become something that others could play with at will. But in front of this daughter, she picked up her pride and self-esteem and let her daughter see it. No one in this house could teach her how to be a matron.
Her mother never said she loved her, but her repeated compromises were the best proof.
An Hongshao kowtowed heavily and replied very seriously, "Daughter, I understand my mistake."
It was extremely quiet in the room. When it was quiet, I could clearly hear my mother sighing. After a long time, Mrs. Li said, "Get up. It's just that you should pretend to be more handsome next time. At least you need to change your clothes." Change."
The voice is cold, but a faint nasal sound can be vaguely heard.
An Hongshao had been thinking about Mr. Li, but he didn't pay much attention to others. He only reacted after Mr. Li reminded him. Although she has turned over now, Li also bought a lot of ready-made clothes for her, but An Hongshao was afraid that Pan Zeyu would see her and hurt his self-esteem, so they kept the distance between them, so the new clothes given by Li were never touched by her. Pass.
An Hongshao tugged at the corner of his clothes guiltily.
Mrs. Li frowned slightly and coughed lightly. Although she didn't believe that she could really understand it, she couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing with your hands? Don't let me see these petty and arrogant moves again."
Although the Tian family acts as a matchmaker, others also know that An Hongshao was once a concubine. This daughter's family has always had a lot to think about, especially the sisters-in-law who rarely compete with each other. If An Hongshao cannot stand up, he will have to let his sister-in-law. Press it down.
An Hongshao quickly put down her hand, "My daughter has saved money, can mother have breakfast?"
An Hongshao didn't know when her aunt came over and whether it would delay Li's meal.
Mrs. Li nodded. Aunt Zhao, who had not yet spoken, looked at An Hongshao who seemed to have grown up overnight, and then she plucked up the courage to say, "Madam has developed aphthous sores in the past few days, so she just used some hastily." It’s porridge and I can’t eat anything else.”
Aunt Zhao didn't have Li's thoughts, she just felt that it was a good thing for An Hongshao to wake up. This girl's family should be considerate, and by showing weakness, maybe the relationship between the two of them could be eased.
An Hongshao raised his head sharply and saw clearly the large sore on the corner of Li's mouth.
Now she feels even more guilty. In the past, she only saw Pan Zeyu getting angry because his mother was sick, but she didn't see that her own mother was also unhappy.
She slowly moved forward and squatted in front of Mr. Li, "Mother should take care of herself too."
Mrs. Li looked at her daughter's face pressed against her hand, and moved to take it away, but finally gave in, slightly raising her head and looking into the distance, "I won't give you the money, the person in the second room is Life and death have nothing to do with me. The sage said, if you are poor, you will be alone. I don't have the ability to take care of so many irrelevant people. Even."
Mrs. Li snorted coldly, "It's still that kind of thing."
Mrs. Li always seemed to dislike Pan Zeyu, so she couldn't help but started scolding him again.
In fact, Mrs. Li did not always hate Pan Zeyu. An Hongshao remembered that Ms. Li only disliked Pan Zeyu when Pan Zeyu won the imperial examination.
Aunt Zhao pulled Mrs. Li aside, for fear that Mrs. Li would anger An Hongshao again, which would make the atmosphere between mother and daughter finally relaxed tense again. "Madam, I also feel sorry for the girl. I can sleep all night long without any worries." Before I could sleep, I still thought about going back to the master's house when I had time, and asking him to find a nanny who could teach me the rules."
As the Tian family acts as a matchmaker, the Lian family will naturally not underestimate An Hongshao, but they must be able to take advantage of it themselves.
"Okay, listen to mother." An Hongshao nodded immediately.
My mother also mentioned this in her previous life, but An Hongshao's heart was not in the Lian family. At first, she just dealt with the study. When Pan Zeyu wrote poems about love, An Hongshao didn't even care about face. .
Waiting to marry into the Lian family, not to mention the style of the head wife, she lives in seclusion all day long, just like a concubine.
"I don't know what you have in mind, but since you said you were thinking about it, I will take it seriously. You can memorize the homework I left for you yesterday." In the past, Mrs. Li asked An Hongshao to read and write. Most of them were behind people's backs, but now they have survived, and there is no need to avoid so many things.
Aunt Zhao pulled Mrs. Li again and said, "Madam, don't worry, it's time to take a rest after eating." Yesterday, An Hongshao was busy paying for betrothal gifts, hiding money, knelt down to vent his anger, and probably didn't even memorize it. .
"Madam." Just as he was saying this, a big girl came in.
Mrs. Li sat up straight and frowned when she saw the big girl's empty hands, "Where are the things?"
The eldest girl glanced at An Hongshao first, and seeing that Mrs. Li had no intention of avoiding An Hongshao, she replied softly, "Madam, I went late, and the things are no longer in the pawn shop."
