White face
Huaiqing Mansion, Xu Zhai.
Since Xu Yihao's sudden death, the atmosphere in the Xu family has been completely different from before.
Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu seemed to have had their souls sucked out of them. They either sat facing each other speechless or weeping silently all day long. They sighed all day long, full of sorrow and nowhere to vent their sorrows.
Mrs. Xu couldn't bear the blow and couldn't afford to fall ill.
Although Xu Bingrong was also sad, it didn't stop him from going out to have a good time.
But after his son's death, he became even more serious, and it was common for him to be away from home for three or four days.
What was once a nice home is now like a huge tomb, shrouded in desolation and resentment everywhere.
In order to have a successor for the Xu family, Mrs. Xu arranged to add several concubines to Xu Bingrong shortly after Xu Yihao's death.
At first, Xu Bingrong was really attracted to him, and he didn't go out much for a while.
However, after all, domestic flowers did not have the fragrance of wild flowers. After the novelty wore off, he resumed his life of wandering around the fireworks alley.
Mrs. Xu became anxious when she saw this.
As the old saying goes, one essence and ten blood.
There are several beautiful aunts in the family who are not yet happy, and the son has seeds but does not sow them in his own land. Isn't it a waste to waste them all on those promiscuous women outside?
So for a long period of time, the drama of Xu Bingrong hiding in Tibet and fighting wits and courage with his family became a pastime for people in the city to talk about after dinner.
But time passed day by day, and Mrs. Xu gradually couldn't stand it anymore.
Mr. Xu even resigned to his fate and said to her: "I have told you a long time ago that our old Xu family has always been a one-person family. A single seedling in a thousand hectares of land has never given birth to two sons in several generations.
"Instead of competing with Bingrong every day, you might as well take the time to check out whose child is better, and then adopt Bingrong to your knees, so that you can pass on the incense to him.
"Otherwise, when we both die in the future, Bingrong will be left alone in this world without even a single person, how miserable it will be!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Xu cried all night. The next day, with her eyes swollen like rotten peaches, she gritted her teeth and said, "Adoption is not a trivial matter, and the child's conduct must be good.
"I don't think it's better than this. You can first go around among the distant relatives of the same sect and see if there are any who are suitable in terms of age and other external conditions.
"Finally, let's ask Bingrong to come together and get in touch with the child. If we are really destined to adopt one, it would be a good idea."
"Although it is Bingrong's adopted son, he is also my grandson. Naturally, I have to choose the most suitable one." When Mr. Xu heard that his wife agreed, he suddenly felt that most of his worries were settled.
He contacted his clan members everywhere and found several children with good conditions in all aspects, but they were all rejected by Mrs. Xu for various reasons.
After a few times, Mr. Xu finally understood that although his wife said she agreed, she actually hadn't overcome this hurdle yet.
"That's all. I have brought you a few children from the same sect who are suitable in all aspects and whose families agree with them. If they are okay, forget it. If they are not, forget it. Don't torment me."
Mrs. Xu lowered her head and wiped her tears, pleading: "Bingrong is still young, maybe he will be born soon.
"No matter how good the adopted one is, it is still not as good as the biological one.
"Otherwise, let's put the adoption aside for now and talk about it in two years."
When Mr. Xu saw his wife's tearful begging eyes, he could only sigh.
As a result, the adoption matter, which had been going on for more than a month, came to nothing.
The Xu family continued to live half-dead in this way.
Until one morning, the old couple just got up and before they had time to wash up, the gatekeeper Xiao Liuzi suddenly stumbled in.
"O-Old Master, Old Madam, something big happened..." Xiao Liuzi didn't stutter, but he ran so fast that he was out of breath and spoke intermittently.
Mrs. Xu's head buzzed when she saw this, and she instantly recalled the day of Xu Yihao's accident, and was extremely flustered.
She stood up suddenly, lost her balance and twisted her foot, but she didn't even feel the pain. She took a few steps forward and asked sharply: "What happened? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! Is it Bingrong... no?" , it can’t be Bingrong. We Bingrong are blessed with great fortune. I offer incense to the Bodhisattva every day to pray for his peace. Nothing will happen to him, nothing will happen to him... What on earth happened to you? You want to tell me. Are you anxious to death?"
The woman on the side saw that Old Mrs. Xu was shaking like chaff, and she was about to pull away. She quickly said loudly: "Old lady, don't worry, the master will be back before dawn today, and he is already at Aunt Liu's house." Fell asleep in the room."
When she heard that something had happened to her son, Mrs. Xu's heart finally fell back into her stomach, and she was surprised to realize that she had already broken out in a cold sweat.
"Look at you, you are so flustered and hopeless. Take a breath and tell me what happened."
As long as her son is safe, everything else is not a big deal. Mrs. Xu completely forgot about her panic and confusion before, and she did not forget to scold Xiao Liuzi.
"Old Master, Old Madam, the Shen family of Yongzhou Prefecture sent someone to see..."
"Snapped!"
Before Xiao Liuzi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Xu slapping the table.
"Whatever I want to give you! I don't want anything!" Mr. Xu was so angry that his beard stood up. "Xiao Liuzi, I have told you a long time ago that our Xu family and Shen family have severed ties and will never communicate with each other. Are you listening? Don’t you understand or can’t remember? Are you turning a deaf ear to what I say?”
"No, old lady, little one..."
"You don't want to talk to me, big or small, now! Immediately! Immediately! Send me away! Don't let me tell you a second time!"
Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, when Xiao Liuzi said that someone from the Shen family was coming, the old couple took it for granted that it was Xu Yurou who sent someone to deliver the festival gifts, and they wanted to take the opportunity to test the attitude of their parents' family in order to get back together.
But whenever he thinks of his grandson's death and the tragic situation of his family over the past six months, Mr. Xu still feels itching with hatred. He even breaks Xu Yurou into several pieces and grinds his teeth with it.
Mrs. Xu still misses her daughter a little in her heart. After all, she is the flesh that fell from her own body.
What's more, Xu Yurou has always been filial.
She provided money and help to renovate the Xu family's ancestral home.
She asked Shen Zhonglei to help find Xu Bingrong's vacant job.
Now, none of the land and silver in the family was given by Xu.
The gifts for three birthdays and two birthdays every year are also very generous.
It's okay to say harsh words like severing ties once in a while, and it's normal to make a fuss for a while.
But you must grasp this degree. If it is a see-saw in the short term, and if it is frozen for a long time, it may become a deadlock.
Since Mr. Xu has taken the initiative to pave the steps, he still has to go down.
Otherwise, if we really cut off the relationship completely and no longer have any contact with each other, won't the Xu family just sit back and wait for nothing?
I have to say that the old couple of the Xu family always have a surprisingly tacit understanding on such matters.
It's time for one to be the good guy and the other to be the bad guy.
Just by looking at each other, they know each other.
Mr. Xu had already made a fool of himself, so the old lady naturally wanted to say a few words of explanation, so that she could get down this step without losing face.
"Old man, calm down first and listen to what Xiao Liuzi has to say.
"After all, Yurou is our biological child, so we will never have any contact with each other for the rest of our lives..."
Mrs. Xu said it in a rounded way, but she couldn't help but start to make calculations in her heart. Since Xu Yurou took the initiative to seek peace this time, she would definitely prepare more generous gifts.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile, thinking that if the festival was three points thicker than in previous years, she would be forgiven for this.
