Hearing Madam Wang mention Miss Wei, Sheng Hong couldn't help but reveal a trace of reminiscence on his face. When Wei Shuyi was alive, he didn't think anything of it, but now when she is mentioned, Sheng Hong always thinks of her. Her tenderness, thinking of her little thoughts, made me feel indescribably melancholy.
To be honest, whenever Sheng Hong thinks of Wei Xiaoniang, he can inexplicably see the shadow of his biological mother, Chun Xiaoniang, in her.
Of course, every time at this time, he would also feel an indescribable feeling of guilt.
That's because he knew that Wei Xiaoniang's difficult childbirth was related to Lin Sushuang, but thinking about the two children Chang Feng and Mo Lan, as well as his "true love", all these reasons combined made him pretend not to know and bury the The truth about this matter.
Therefore, sometimes, he was even afraid that someone would mention Wei Xiaoniang, because whenever she was mentioned, Sheng Hong would feel guilty and feel guilty.
"Mother, what I said makes sense."
Sheng Hong tried not to think about those things, but instead said: "Brother Tuan is a brother after all, it is better to raise him in front of his son. When he grows up, his son will send him to a scholar to study. .”
"There's no need to bother you again and cause mother to worry."
"Otherwise, it will make my son feel uneasy and violate filial piety!" Sheng Hong advised with a wry smile.
"Well, yes! Yes!"
Mrs. Wang was also chatting to the side, but she was reluctant to let the old lady intervene.
After all, with her temperament, she doesn't want anyone to pressure her.
"Um!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Sheng felt relieved. The main purpose of her conversation was to clarify the arrangements Sheng Hong and his wife had for the Sheng Minglan siblings. At the same time, she was also reminding Sheng Hong to pay more attention to him. Brother Tuan, prevent him from doing anything wrong in life or studies.
After all, Brother Tuan now has no biological mother. If no one pays attention to his life when he is living under his aunt's mother, he is afraid that something unbearable will happen.
Although he has a bit of a villain's heart, he still takes precautions and loves his grandchildren deeply.
Although Mrs. Sheng has no blood relationship with the Sheng family, she really cares about the family.
"Okay, just know it yourself!"
Old Mrs. Sheng picked up the cup next to her, took a sip, and said slowly: "Only when the family is harmonious can everything be prosperous. If the back house is not peaceful, I'm afraid you, Hong'er, will not be able to do your job reliably."
"After all, this is the base of the imperial city, and the eyes of the censors and officials are fixed on you."
The old lady glanced at Sheng Hong, whose expression began to change, and continued: "Don't ever happen like what happened in Yangzhou again. If it happens again in Tokyo, Hong'er, I'm afraid you will be slapped with ginseng!" "
"yes!"
Sheng Hong was alert and reassured: "What my mother taught me, my son will keep it in mind!"
"Never let something like that happen to our family again!"
In response, Mrs. Wang, who was sitting beside her, curled her lips and snorted coldly!
"snort!"
"If that bitch Lin Sushuang is not strictly disciplined, who knows what else she will do?" Mrs. Wang muttered dissatisfied.
"Uh-huh!"
The old lady at the head deliberately pretended not to hear, so as to save Sheng Hong from embarrassment, but Sheng Hong glared at Madam Wang with dissatisfaction and signaled her to quiet down and stop talking nonsense.
In response, Mrs. Wang could only shut her mouth angrily.
"By the way, have you thought about Brother Tuan's name?"
The old lady pretended not to notice the small movements of the two people opposite her, and just asked: "Youyang's clan elders also wrote a letter, saying that they want you to think of Brother Tuan's name and send someone to send it to him. They want it this year. At the beginning of spring, write down the names of several children in the clan together in the family tree, don't delay for no reason."
Although Tuan Ge'er is a concubine, he is still highly regarded in the Sheng clan, which has a declining population, let alone in the Erfang branch, which has no heirs.
"Mother."
Hearing Mrs. Sheng ask this, Sheng Hong became more energetic and couldn't help but said: "My son has already thought of Brother Tuan's name, and I'd like to ask my mother to correct it."
"Oh? Tell me."
Not only the old lady became interested, but also Madam Wang, who had her lips curled up and her face full of displeasure, also became interested and began to listen to the words of her official with her ears pricked up.
"Yes, mother."
Sheng Hong stood up, bowed to the old lady, and then said with some pride: "According to the genealogy, Brother Tuan and the others should all be from the eldest generation, and because this generation must belong to the wood, Therefore, the son named Tuan Geer Changquan."
"Chang Quan, Sheng Chang Quan?"
Before the old lady could speak, Madam Wang beside her said anxiously: "The name sounds catchy, but I don't know if Brother Tuan can hold it down?"
"Besides, doesn't the word Quan mean royal authority, power or something like that?"
"What does it have to do with wood?"
Mrs. Wang only learned some housekeeping, accounting and other things related to the back house at home, but she didn't know many words, so she was full of resentment and was a little dissatisfied with Sheng Hong for getting this name.
"Quan, still have power?"
"Are you still thinking about letting that child grow up to be a powerful official?" Mrs. Wang cursed in her heart, "How come this name is more powerful than my son Changbai!"
Madam Wang was very dissatisfied with this!
"You're a woman, what do you know?"
Hearing his wife ask such a simple question, Sheng Hong was immediately annoyed!
Of course, the main reason why Sheng Hong was angry was more because he was dissatisfied with Madam Wang for denying this outstanding work that he had painstakingly thought out.
"How come the word Quan is not of the wood type anymore?"
Sheng Hong blew his beard and looked at Mrs. Wang with contempt.
"you……"
Being looked down upon by Sheng Hong with a "rotten tree cannot be carved" look, Mrs. Wang was about to go into a rage.
"alright!"
Mrs. Sheng shouted loudly, which immediately restored the calm of the two people opposite.
"Mother."
"Mother."
The couple immediately bowed and apologized to the old lady for their ungraceful mistake.
"okay!"
Mrs. Sheng waved her hand and was too lazy to pay attention to this. She just explained: "Quan Zhe, Cong Mu Cong Yan, is called Huang Hua Mu, and it also means that it can be regarded as the genus of wood."
Without looking at Madam Wang who was blushing at the side, the old lady said to Sheng Hong, "You are Tuan Geer's father, and you are the one who decides on his name."
"What's more, the name Sheng Changquan is not bad. You can send a letter directly to Youyang's hometown and ask the clan leader to record Brother Tuan's name in the family tree."
"It's better to let Tuan Ge'er recognize his ancestors as soon as possible and let his grandfather in heaven take a good look at him."
Sheng Hong would not object to this.
"Yes, mother."
