Jun Qian has always been proud of her maternal family's wealth, and sincerely loves Du Mianmian and Mrs. Du. After hearing Shen Qingluan's words, she immediately said angrily:
"Shen Qingluan, please be more eloquent. My grandmother is indeed not as eloquent as you, but that's no reason for you to humiliate them!
No matter how they make a prosperous family business with their own hands, you claim that the Shen family is a century-old family, but are they so poor that they can't even afford medicine? "
Shen Qingluan lowered his eyes to look at her, and suddenly chuckled:
"It's not up to me to be ashamed or not. Sister Qian, you're not young anymore. Why don't you think about it carefully, when you go out to dinner on weekdays, are those ladies from aristocratic families attentive and warm to me, but cold and perfunctory to you?
If you think about it carefully, do they always smile with unknown meaning when you speak, but refuse to answer directly when you ask? "
Jun Qian fell into memories as she spoke, and her already ugly face became paler.
The pity in Shen Qingluan's eyes grew deeper and deeper, "Why do you think so? They respect me because of my Shen family name. They look down on you because of the blood of dirty merchants flowing in your body."
A gentle word was like thunder exploding in Jun Qian's ears, making her hands and feet stiff and her eyes straight.
The meaningful glances and whispers behind her back that she couldn't see clearly in the past seemed to have been wiped away from the fog, becoming so clear that she felt chills all over her body.
Why is this? Is that so?
As Lu and Jun Hongbai listened to their conversation, the blood that had been boiling in their heads slowly cooled down.
Mrs. Lu shook off Shen Qingluan's hand, walked to the bed and looked directly into Jun Hongbai's eyes:
"Hongbai, I've allowed you to do whatever you did all these years, but you should also know the importance of it. Qingluan has made it clear to you. Do you really want to do such a scandal that will disgrace the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion?
If you are really stubborn, you will not live up to my deep intention of hiring Qingluan as your wife. "
Her eyes were like two holes dug out of an orange peel, like a man-eating tiger locking its gaze on Jun Hongbai:
"Then it's fine if Du Mianmian is a good person. You saw the time she made trouble last time when she wanted to count Wen Niang's dowry. She likes to make trouble, and she also likes to lead Qian'er into mischief, which disturbs the Hou Mansion. The chickens and dogs are restless.
If such a woman enters the prince's mansion and becomes a common wife, I would rather kill her head first. "
Jun Hongbai was suppressed by the shrill voice, and a chill ran down his tailbone to the Tianling Cap. The Lingtai had never been clearer before.
After a long moment, he nodded: "My grandson knows."
Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She was so afraid that her grandson would be like a stubborn donkey, and even ten oxen would not be able to pull him back if he identified the Du family.
Fortunately, there was still Shen Qingluan who could persuade him.
Thinking like this, Mrs. Lu turned around and took Shen Qingluan's hand, and held Jun Hongbai's hand with the other hand, and brought their hands together with force, and said with tears:
"Grandma won't live long, I can't look at you in the future, Hongbai, Qingluan is a good girl.
Although she speaks outright, she is extremely loyal and upright, and her heart is all about you. You have to listen to her, you know? "
One of the two hands was large and well-jointed, and the other was white and smooth as grease.
Jun Hongbai held it tightly and nodded slowly and heavily, "My grandson will remember it."
Shen Qingluan's face froze, and there seemed to be a hundred thousand ants crawling around the place held by the two people, which made her want to vomit and disgusted.
She quickly broke away, but Jun Hongbai thought she was shy and stared deeply at her side face, "I just spoke too harshly and hurt your heart. I don't blame you for hating me so much."
Shen Qingluan:......
Jun Hongbai said again: "I listen to you and will not marry Du Mianmian as an equal wife."
Shen Qingluan's expression was stiff.
Jun Hongbai hesitated for a moment and said apologetically: "It's just that I have already promised my mother-in-law, so it's really unfair to the Du family to go back on my promise like this. You think this is good, I will only accept her as my concubine."
His tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "I am willing to listen to Madam and ask Madam to take care of it for me."
Shen Qingluan suddenly felt like a light on his back.
She would rather Jun Hongbai spoke sarcastically or even said something evil to her.
But Mr. Lu didn't think so. Jun Hongbai's willingness to lean over Shen Qingluan was definitely a great thing that fell from the sky for Shen Qingluan.
Okay, okay, if the two of them can work together, the big house will definitely prosper in the future!
Mr. Lu leaned on his cane and said decisively, "Qingluan, I'll leave this matter to you. Don't worry, Hongbai is not a half-hearted person. He has you in his heart, and it won't hinder you if the woman next to him comes in."
Shen Qingluan looked at the disheveled Liu Yueniang with unclear meaning...
Mrs. Lu's face paused, feeling secretly annoyed, and secretly glared at Jun Hongbai.
Then she felt a little bit resentful that Shen Qingluan didn't even look at her and deliberately kept her from getting off the stage.
Thinking like this, her tone became cold, "But having said that, it is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. You can't let Hong Bai just keep you alone, right? Doesn't the Shen family's legitimate daughter even have such a capacity?"
Shen Qingluan was about to respond, but after hearing Lu's words, she lowered her brows and became full of momentum.
She stroked her green-white fingertips, wiped away the nausea from being touched by Jun Hongbai, and said with a strange smile:
"The old lady is really kind, and she always treats concubines with a sense of empathy. Since the old lady has specially mentioned this to my grandson-in-law, I will definitely handle the matter of taking a concubine for the uncle in a grand manner.
There are still old people from decades ago in the house, so I will arrange the arrangements according to the regulations of the old lady when she entered the house, and include Liu Yueniang as well. Is this considered virtuous? Presumably no one can find fault. "
The domineering look on Mrs. Lu's face suddenly froze, and then her face turned purple. She choked on her breath and pointed at Shen Qingluan, babbling and speechless.
Jun Hongbai quickly stepped forward to support her and help her.
Mrs. Lu quickly looked at him expectantly.
But he saw Jun Hongbai pursed his lips and looked at Shen Qingluan, his eyes filled with emotion, and he said after a while: "In that case, I will do as you say."
His attitude was unexpected, but Shen Qingluan couldn't understand it, so he winked at Liu Yueniang and left.
Shen Qingluan left the Qingzhu Courtyard and felt the goosebumps on her body dissipated when she walked under the bright sun.
The place where Jun's family gathered together made her feel sick and uncomfortable.
Cuicui looked at the unhappy look on her face and asked cautiously: "The old lady and the uncle just ate the top of my wife's plate, and no one can do anything to you. Why is my lady not happy?"
Shen Qingluan flicked his sleeves and said angrily: "You pressed a bedbug to death, but the bedbug let out a stinky fart and touched your hand. Is it possible that you are still happy?"
Cuicui chatted.
Madam, this metaphor is too vivid.
If she slapped a bed bug to death, that sticky hand...
Cuicui shook her shoulders and trembled, silently speeding up her pace.
She'd better stay away from bedbugs.
In the room, Mrs. Lu regained her breath and grabbed Jun Hongbai's clothes with both hands, "You bastard, Shen Qingluan just humiliated me like this, and you just let her go like this? Where do you put my face!"
Jun Hongbai's eyes were dark, and he held Mrs. Lu's shoulders with both hands, "Grandma, don't you understand? Qian'er and Yuan'er have not learned much serious poetry and calligraphy until now, but..."
He saw Jun Qian standing aside, her eyes swollen with shame, and swallowed the words "petty, ignorant, and shameless".
He continued to say in a painful voice: "She Shen Qingluan is from a well-known family, and the children in her family are all prosperous. She herself is full of knowledge and literary talent, and her conduct and family affairs are impeccable.
But seeing as you and I have never given her a good look in the past few days, it can be seen that she has not suffered at all. "
The corners of Lu's mouth gradually drooped, "Why, she is so well-known that she can humiliate her elders like this?"
Jun Hongbai let out a long sigh, but still patiently advised:
"Even though she is wrong in all kinds of ways, there is one sentence that is not wrong at all. Qian'er's biological mother has a low status. When she goes out to a banquet, everyone looks up to her just for the sake of the Shen family. In the future, it will not be a good idea to discuss marriage. I still have to rely on the Shen family's face.
Not to mention Yuan'er's education and the things Qian'er has to learn. I know that my grandmother hates Shen Qingluan and wants to punish her severely, but if she is punished and she is no longer willing to teach Qianer Yuaner, then they really have no future. "
Jun Hongbai's tone was filled with deep self-loathing.
He always thought he was a good man.
He is affectionate and loyal to his wife.
To his grandmother, he was filial and considerate.
He is responsible and caring for his children.
But what happened today actually completely shattered the illusion in his impression.
The real him, although he missed his deceased wife, he still went to the house to welcome women one after another.
His stepwife insulted his grandmother so much that instead of being able to vent her anger on her behalf, he used sweet words to force her to bow her head and suffer the humiliation.
For a pair of children, although he wanted to educate them, he was really incompetent. He watched them go astray and was helpless. He could only rely on Shen Qingluan, a person with a foreign surname.
After all, he was not qualified to be a husband, a grandson, or a father!
He felt depressed about himself, but Mrs. Lu was also extremely disappointed.
She tried her best to plan for Jun Hongbai, but when things came to pass, she was humiliated by Shen Qingluan and Jun Hongbai still only thought about the two little bastards born to that little bitch Du Wenniang.
In her eyes, Jun Hongbai's explanations turned into excuses for fear that she would deal with Shen Qingluan and affect the future of their two children.
Mrs. Lu looked at Jun Hongbai with red eyes, and her heart was burning with pain.
Jun Hongbai didn't know that her heart was turned upside down. Seeing that she calmed down, he gloomily talked about another thing: "I'm afraid grandma doesn't know yet, but my second uncle has returned to Beijing."
When Mrs. Lu heard this, she was shocked, and all her anger was swallowed tightly in her stomach. "Going back to Beijing? When did it happen? Why is there no news from home?"
"I am just a sixth-grade Xiu Wenlang official. I am not qualified to go to court to discuss politics, and I don't know.
It was only yesterday when I listened to colleagues chatting that I learned that my second uncle had won the battle, received the official position of a third-rank general, and now lives in the government office every day. "
Third grade…
Lu's eyes became even redder.
Only this time, he was really jealous.
