After all, Mo'er was young. Although she arrived in a strange place, she fell asleep quickly with her grandma by her side.
Although Shen Lin was full of worries, she was very tired from traveling continuously for so many days, so she couldn't think too much about it.
The next day, Chunlan brought two maids over early in the morning. Shen Lin didn't need to do anything at all. She quickly woke up Mo'er gently and helped him wash up and get up, and began to wear full mourning clothes.
Looking at Mo'er, who was dressed in sackcloth and mourning, Shen Lin couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and her thoughts suddenly returned to the time when her son and daughter-in-law left in an accident.
Mo'er was just over a year old at the time, and was not sensible yet. She was not able to speak very well and walked unsteadily.
Such a young child was kneeling in mourning in the mourning hall, and needed her support to kowtow to those who came to express condolences.
Now Mo'er is only six years old, and she has to go through this again for the sake of her family's livelihood...
"Shen Aao? Shen Aao?"
Chunlan's voice awakened Shen Lin who was immersed in memories.
"Oh, Miss Chunlan, what's the matter?" Shen Lin quickly came to her senses.
"Master wants to see Mo'er, do you want to follow him?" Chunlan had no choice but to ask again.
"Yes, yes!" Mrs. Shen Lin quickly stood up, tidied her hair and clothes, and then quickly explained, "It's not that I'm worried about Miss Chunlan, it's mainly because Mo'er is too young and I'm afraid that he'll take me for granted. Just follow me, it’s okay if you don’t enter the house.”
"Shen Ao, don't worry. The master is a very kind man. When we get to the mourning hall in a while, there will be a big girl taking care of him, so it will be more secure."
"Yes, yes!" Shen Lin took Mo'er's hand and followed to see Shen Zhonglei.
When Shen Zhonglei saw Mo'er, he simply asked a few questions such as his name, how old he was, whether he was enlightened, and what books he had read.
Although Mo'er was a little shy of strangers, he was still very polite, answering questions and not talking nonsense about things he didn't know very well.
Shen Zhonglei was quite satisfied with Mo'er's performance. He nodded and said to Shen Lin, "Auntie, I heard that Mo'er is still only known by his nickname and has not given a big name?"
"Yes!" Mrs. Shen Lin bowed her head in response, "I was afraid that it would be difficult to support the child, and since I am also illiterate, I never gave the child a name.
"I originally thought that when I sent him to a private school in the future, I would ask my husband to help him find a name..."
Shen Lin was a little nervous when facing Shen Zhonglei and was chattering. Suddenly she heard Chunlan coughing slightly behind her. She suddenly realized and said quickly: "Now that I recognize Mr. Shen and Mrs. Shen as my adopted father and adopted mother, why don't you please Master Shen helped give the child a name, and it was also his fault."
Shen Zhonglei had actually thought about it a long time ago and nodded: "Why don't we call him Pengzheng, Shen Pengzheng. I hope that he will be able to travel thousands of miles in the future, be virtuous and upright, and be an upright gentleman."
"Why don't you thank Master Shen quickly!" Shen Lin pulled Mo'er, not noticing the slight frown on Shen Zhonglei's face.
Fortunately, Mo'er was smart, and he remembered clearly what Chunlan had told him before, so he knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Zhonglei in a polite manner and said, "Thank you so much for the name from my adoptive father. I will work hard to live up to my adoptive father's high expectations in the future."
Only then did a smile appear on Shen Zhonglei's face, he nodded and said: "Good boy, if you have any difficulties in the future, I will ask you to write to me, you know?"
"Yes, my child has remembered it."
"Follow Chunlan down. The wake is still unavoidable, so there are only a few days left. My two sisters at home are both at the mourning hall. If you need anything, just tell them and they will take good care of you."
Mo'er was quickly taken to the mourning hall by Chunlan and met the two sisters Shen Zhonglei mentioned.
The eldest sister, Shen Tianshu, is very good-looking. She is talking to others with no expression on her face, which makes her look distant.
The third sister, Shen Yunhui, is young and the baby fat on her face has not yet faded away. She looks particularly approachable.
Seeing that Shen Tianshu was explaining things, Chunlan didn't dare to go over and disturb her. After she finished her work, Chunlan hurried forward with Mo'er.
"Girl, this is the child I mentioned before. I met the old lady yesterday, and just met the master this morning.
"The child's nickname is Mo'er, and the master has given him a nickname, Shen Pengzheng. He is regarded as an adopted son. When the time comes, he will be a mourner for the wife and visit her grave..."
"I understand." Shen Tianshu nodded, raised his hand to call Mo'er to him and said, "My name is Shen Tianshu, you can just call me eldest sister. This is your third sister, Shen Yunhui."
"Mo'er has met the eldest sister and met the third sister." The little child, trying hard to remember the rules he learned before coming here, stepped forward to salute the two of them and say hello.
Shen Yunhui helped him up and said, "You don't have to be so polite with us."
Shen Tianshu asked Chunlan: "Where is the accommodation arranged? Can the maid and mother-in-law be allocated?"
"Going back to the eldest lady, I temporarily settled in the old lady's wing last night. I want to ask for permission now to see if I can live like this or arrange another place?"
"It's better not to leave it in the old lady's courtyard. Going in will inevitably disturb grandma's rest.
"The way I see it, ask someone to clear out the small courtyard behind Shuangtang Courtyard, and select two honest maids to serve it. Don't let us neglect you."
"Yes, don't worry, big lady." Chunlan responded quickly.
After Shen Tianshu finished speaking, he walked up to Mo'er and saw that his face was a little pale, so he couldn't help but frown and stretched out his hand to him.
Mo'er originally felt that Shen Tianshu was a bit difficult to get close to, but now he was scared when he saw her frowning, but he didn't dare to move.
Shen Tianshu touched Mo'er's cold little face, then touched the thickness of his clothes and frowned, "Why are you dressed so thin?"
Chunlan said hurriedly: "Miss, the slaves don't dare to neglect, they are all made just like you and the third girl, with a layer of fine cotton specially added inside!"
Shen Tianshu turned around and asked Shen Lin, "Isn't the child suffering from some deficiencies after being born out of the mother's womb?"
Mrs. Shen Lin had never mentioned this matter before, just because she was afraid that the host family would have any taboos about Mo'er's poor health. At this moment, Shen Tianshu said it out, and she was so shocked that her face turned pale.
"Girl, I...I didn't mean to hide it. In fact, Mo'er is usually in good health..." After Shen Lin said this, her knees couldn't help but become weak, and she wanted to kneel down to Shen Tianshu.
Mingyu quickly took two steps forward, held him up and said, "What are you doing? You are an elder. There is no reason to kneel down to our girl."
Mo'er's whole body was pressed against Shen Lin's body, and she looked timidly at Shen Tianshu with only one pair of eyes exposed.
"He is young, can he be like us? It's no joke to wear such little clothes and freeze his bones.
"Take my pair of cards, ask someone to go to the warehouse to get some pieces of fine white cloth and this year's new cotton, and quickly make a close-fitting jacket for the child and send it over."
Chunlan could only whisper: "Girl, the family is really busy these days. Everyone on the needlework is rushing to make the clothes for the day of the funeral. The slaves stayed up late with Mingxiu to make these few clothes in a hurry. of……"
