"Young lady, please go to Fushouyuan and you will find out." Aunt Fu kept the secret secret and her smile was mysterious.
"Sister..." Fu Ziheng called somewhat uneasily.
"Hey, the second young master is here too?" Aunt Fu turned around and saluted Fu Ziheng who was sitting in the wheelchair. She looked around his legs and said caringly, "I heard that the eldest lady has found a famous doctor for the young master. I don't know. Are your legs better?"
"Thank you for your concern, mama." Fu Ziheng put his hands on his legs covered with thin quilts and sighed, "It's still the same, nothing has changed. I tried many doctors before but couldn't cure it, so it will be the same this time... well……"
"Master, don't be discouraged. Your complexion and energy are much better. As long as you are getting better, it is a good thing, and recovery is just around the corner." Aunt Fu comforted her.
"Let's go, Aunt Fu, don't delay the business." Fu Yunqing didn't want the other party to hold on to Ziheng's leg.
Aunt Fu quickly smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to Fushouyuan now."
Fushouyuan.
It was a rare gathering today, Futing, Yuan family, Fuxingye were all here, and even Fuge, the son of Futing's concubine, was here.
Fu Gewan wore a round bun, a lotus-colored wide-sleeved top, and a plain undershirt. She stood beside Yuan without any presence, looking at her eyes, nose, and heart. She was even more restrained and cautious than the domestic slave of Fushouyuan. After a few minutes, I looked at Yuan's face from time to time. When I saw Fu Yunqing, I lowered my voice and shouted timidly: "Sister..."
If it weren't for Tianying's reminder, Fuyunqing really didn't hear her sister's voice, as small as a mosquito bite, and nodded: "Yes, fourth sister."
Mrs. Yuan and Fuxingye were waiting on Mrs. Fu's side, filling her with tea and water.
Mrs. Fu was particularly close to Fu Yunqing today. She had a string of fragrant beads hanging from her tiger's mouth and waved to her: "Yun Qing, come here and sit down next to grandma."
Fu Yunqing sat beside Mrs. Fu.
Mrs. Fu reached out and held her hand, her eyes showing some vicissitudes of life, and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast... When you were just born, you were only this old." She gestured a little, and then said with emotion, "I have watched you grow up little by little with my own eyes, and you have been getting haircut for several years now."
"Your parents passed away early, but as a grandmother, I can't delay your life-long events. Since ancient times, parents have ordered matchmakers to say that if your parents are away, I will make the decision for you. You are my most beloved granddaughter. I have thought a lot about it these days and have chosen a good marriage for you."
It was also at this time in the previous life that Fu Yunqing married Qi Yu.
In this life, Mrs. Fu will still marry her off early.
A married daughter throws away water. If she marries out of Fufu, she will not be able to interfere with Fufu's affairs. By then, Zi Heng will be isolated and helpless in the mansion, and it will be easy for the second wife and the old lady to take care of a young man with paralyzed legs.
Fu Ziheng frowned and interrupted in a gentle and elegant voice: "My sister should make the decision on her own marriage. If she doesn't want to get married, I will support her for the rest of her life."
Yuan covered her lips and said with a smile: "How can there be an unmarried woman in the world? Don't worry, the husband my mother chose for Yun Qing is in Yuncheng next door to the capital. She is a distant relative of the old lady, the He family. She is already young at a young age. Scholars, if you study hard for a few years, you will definitely be on the high school imperial list. Then, Yun Qing, you will be a blessed official wife!"
"He's here -" A loud announcement came from the ear room!
Fu Yunqing stroked the Dielianhua jade bracelet on his wrist, with a faint smile on his lips and said nothing.
Mrs. Fu's face looked normal, but she was suspicious.
Why didn't Fu Yunqing react at all? Did she already have a countermeasure...?
Mrs. He, wearing a bright red and purple flowered jacket and long coat, came waving silk, looked here and there, and said:
"Look at how magnificent it is! The General's Mansion is different! The roof is made of glazed green tiles!"
"Ah, my good cousin, my good sister, now that we are married, the He Fu family is like a close relative! Yeah, yeah, this is... Miss Fu Da, right?"
Mrs. He looked at Fu Yunqing, her eyes shone brightly, her pupils shone like a goddess, and she praised with satisfaction:
"She is so beautiful, but..." She had some doubts, "If you go to our He family, can you live in peace? Can you wash and cook, work hard without complaint? Can you give birth to three sons and two daughters, and serve your parents-in-law?"
Mrs. Fu had always looked down on such vulgar poor relatives, but thinking that she was the worst, poorest and most manipulative among her relatives, she endured it. She pulled Fu Yunqing and said, "This is your future good mother-in-law." , has a quite straightforward personality, is easy to get along with, and is also warm-hearted.”
Fu Yunqing smiled and said: "Since Mrs. He is sincere in getting married, I will answer these questions."
Mrs. He is full of expectations!
"It's impossible to wash and cook. It's even more impossible to have children. Honor your parents-in-law, it depends on my mood." Fu Yunqing peeled melon seeds leisurely.
Mrs. He's expression was a little cracked.
Fu Yunqing stroked the golden hairpin in her bun: "By the way, I am quite picky about food and clothing. To marry into your family, I will have to spend a thousand taels of silver every month, and the betrothal gift must not be less than 50,000 yuan." Two pieces of silver, and I won’t take any of it to my husband’s house——”
"That's enough!" Mrs. He's lips were trembling as she hurriedly said goodbye to Mrs. Fu, "Good sister, I know that the He family has a low family background and is not worthy of being the legitimate daughter of the Fu family. I, I, I think it is better to let the marriage proposal go. !”
He Zhi stared blankly at Fu Yunqing's face: "Mom, I just want to marry her -"
"I don't even think about whether you can afford it!" Mrs. He grabbed her son and ran away.
"Hey, my aunt is staying for lunch!" Fuyunqing was busy trying to persuade her to stay, but to no avail. She sighed with regret, "Grandma, I sincerely propose a marriage, but my aunt is not interested in this marriage, and I have no other choice. It's his law. Maybe the marriage has not come yet, so I'd better stay in the big house and get married again in a few years."
Mrs. Fu's face turned dark. She took a sip of tea to suppress her anger. She forced out a smile and said, "Yun Qing, are you afraid of spreading the word like this and ruining your reputation? If you make such a choice, I'm afraid. It’s hard to pick a good match, next time I’ll make the decision directly for you.”
"To be honest with my grandmother, I have no intention of getting married in this life. I don't care about this reputation at all."
"Now that Ziheng has a condition in his legs, as the eldest blood relative, I should stay at home and take good care of him."
"In addition, my father has just passed away, and I still want to observe mourning for two years. If my grandmother insists on letting me get married, she will force me to be an unkind and unfilial person. If word spreads, I'm afraid the world will say that my grandmother is cold-blooded..."
Mrs. Fu listened quietly to her words, her eyes were cold, but there was a slanted smile on her lips. She looked at Fu Yunqing's clear, bright and fearless autumn eyes, leaned on the crutches for a long time, and uttered one sentence: " Help me, girl, there are some things that I can’t allow you to fool around with like this.”
