There is Room For the Poor Daughter

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Fourth Madam Zhu, who was furious, and Zhu Qiyun, who was powerless to her own destiny, all looked up at the doorman.

The Fourth Madam Zhu stood up with a jerk, hurriedly wiped the tears on her face, and asked eagerly, "Has the Yan family sent us a post?"

The porter nodded hastily.

Fourth Madam Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, ignoring the other people who were stunned in the room, she grabbed the sticker in the doorman's hand and quickly read it. When she saw the content on it, she burst into tears and laughter.

Mrs. Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then hurried over to take the post in the hands of Fourth Mrs. Zhu and read it.

"Third sister-in-law, is it really the Yan family who invited us to attend Yan Zhifu's birthday banquet?"

Fourth Madam Zhu seemed to be in disbelief, looking at Madam Zhu eagerly, waiting for her answer.

At this time, the Yan family suddenly posted a post, and Mrs. Zhu naturally understood the meaning in her heart. Thinking that the Yan family had agreed to accept Qiyun, who had been dismissed from her family, thinking about her daughter, whose marriage has not yet been settled, she felt a little blocked and a little cold in her heart. nodded.

Fourth Madam Zhu didn't care about Madam Zhu's attitude at all, she quickly took over the post and took a closer look again. Maybe she was too excited and her hands were shaking.

Seeing her like this, Mrs. Zhu suddenly dissipated the blockage in her heart.

They are all mothers, and she can understand the feelings of the four younger siblings.

Mrs. Zhu eased her tone and said with a smile: "Okay, look at you like this, how can you look like a mistress of the house, don't let the people see the joke."

Fourth Madam Zhu laughed and said, "Don't blame the third sister-in-law, I'm happy."

The two elders looked at Zhu Jiaoyu.

Zhu Jiaoyu hurriedly motioned Mrs. Zhu to bring the post over.

Mrs. Zhu looked at Zhu Qiyun: "Hurry up and help your mother go back to wash."

Zhu Qiyun had recovered from the shock. She looked at the elders of the second clan and Zhu Jiaoyu. Knowing that they had something to say, she stepped forward to help Fourth Madam Zhu: "Mother, let's go back first."

Fourth Madam Zhu glanced at the elders of the two clans, and bowed her knees: "I was rude just now, please don't blame the second uncle."

The expression of the old man of the second clan also eased: "The mother is anxious about her daughter's marriage, which is forgivable. I can understand it. Okay, you can go down and rest."

At this time, the fourth wife of Zhu left with the help of Zhu Qiyun.

After the mother and daughter left, the two elders took the post and looked at it carefully. After reading it, he asked Zhu Jiaoyu, "Has the Yan family really liked Qiyun?"

Mrs. Zhu still had some pity for Qiyun, her niece, nodded and said, "Last time we went to Yan's house, the old lady Yan and the eldest lady of the Yan family had a good opinion of Qiyun, but the second lady of the Yan family had withdrawn from Qiyun. I'm a little concerned."

The two elders fell silent.

Zhu Jiaoyu thought about the help his fourth brother had given him, thought for a while, and said, "Although the second house of the Yan family is all white, in the end they have the backing of the prefect of Yan, and the eldest son of the Yan family is now a leader, and the Yan family is reconciled again. The little prince, the Dong family, the Su family, and the Zhou family are good friends, although the background is still a little thin, but the lintel has gone up, it would be a good thing for Qiyun to marry into the Yan family."

The old man of the second clan nodded and looked at Mrs. Zhu: "I was in a hurry just now. Your fourth siblings probably have some grudges in their hearts. You can find a time to deal with her."

He didn't really want to force Zhu Qiyun to be like a fire pit, whoever benefits the Zhu family will be his favorite.

Hearing this, Zhu Jiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the second uncle said that he did not object to Qiyun marrying into the Yan family.

Seeing that her master and the two elders had something to say, Mrs. Zhu left the house, and as soon as she came out, she saw her daughter standing under the porch looking into the house: "What are you doing, are there any rules?"

Zhu Xiuyun stepped forward with a smile and took Madam Zhu's arm: "Mother, I heard that the Yan family sent a message to our family, is this true or false?"

Madam Zhu nodded.

Zhu Xiuyun looked a little confused: "Didn't you say before that the Yan family would not agree to marry Sister Qiyun? Then why did they post us?"

Mrs. Zhu also looked puzzled: "Who would have thought that they would change their attention, forget it, don't think about it, my mother called someone from the sewing room to make clothes for you, and now it's the Yan family who invited us to be a guest, you You can go too."

Zhu Xiuyun was immediately happy: "Great, I can finally see Yishuang and the others."

Mrs. Zhu smiled and said, "After you go to the Yan family in a few days, you should make good friends with the girls in the Yan family."

Zhu Xiuyun nodded quickly.

On the other side, as soon as Fourth Madam Zhu and Zhu Qiyun returned to the guest house, Fourth Madam Zhu hugged her daughter and said, "It's great, great, I'll just say, how could my daughter be dead? Thin people."

Zhu Qiyun lay silently in her mother's arms and wept, her eyes were no longer as gloomy as before.

Provincial government, Dong family.

Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Dong were talking about trivial matters at home, and they were slightly surprised when they heard the voice of the maid outside the door greeting Dong Yuanxuan.

Mrs. Dong glanced at the sky and said, "Usually Yuan Xuan is helping the master handle things at this time. How can I come back today?"

As soon as the words fell, Dong Yuanxuan entered the room and quickly stepped forward to salute Mrs. Dong and Mrs. Dong: "Grandmother, mother."

Mrs. Dong asked, "Why are you here now, but something happened?"

Dong Yuanxuan joked for a while, and then said hesitantly: "Grandmother, mother, Uncle Yan's birthday is May 20th, so should we go there?"

Mrs. Dong looked at Mrs. Dong: "Why, the Yan family posted a post?"

Mrs. Dong glanced at her son and shook her head: "No."

Mrs. Dong immediately said: "Since there is no post, it means that the Yan family does not plan to make a big deal, then we don't need to go."

Dong Yuanxuan was a little anxious: "Our family and the Yan family are on good terms, so this kind of thing should go."

Mrs. Dong looked at her grandson who was a little strange today: "But we didn't go to our house in previous years."

Dong Yuanxuan blurted out: "This year is different."

Mrs. Dong wondered, "Why is it different?"

Dong Yuanxuan quickly looked at Mrs. Dong.

Mrs. Dong's heart froze for a moment. She had promised her son that she would consider marrying the Yan family, but after receiving a letter from the old marquis, she immediately forgot about it.

Now that the birth of her son and the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhaode's mansion has been matched, it is a match made in heaven. She is thinking about when to tell her son about this.

Looking at her son with eyes full of anticipation, Mrs. Dong fell silent. She seemed to have misestimated her son's affection for Yiyi. After a while, she said, "Child, mother and your grandmother have a happy event to meet. What do you say?"

Looking at his mother's guilty expression, Dong Yuanxuan suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart: "Mother, what's the happy event?"

Just as Mrs. Dong was thinking about how to speak, Mrs. Dong took the lead and said with a smile: "Your grandfather arranged a marriage for you. He is the eldest daughter of the Zhaode Hou family. Do you think it is a happy event?"

Hearing this, Dong Yuanxuan stood up with a squeak and looked at Mrs. Dong eagerly: "Mother, didn't you promise me that you would consider Sister Yan?"

Seeing her son's reaction, Mrs. Dong hurriedly said: "Mother did think about it, but after thinking about it again and again, she felt that there was a big gap between Yan's family and our family. Yiyi is good, but it is not suitable for you, not suitable for you. wife."

Mrs. Dong obviously didn't know about this. She looked at her grandson, then at her daughter-in-law.

"Yuan Xuan, grandmother knows that the eldest girl of the Yan family is good-looking, and you will inevitably be fascinated by her appearance, but the wife you want to marry cannot only be good-looking, but also help you take care of housework and socializing. communication."

Dong Yuanxuan hurriedly interrupted: "Young sister Yan knows how. She still manages several villages and shops. She is no worse than a noble girl from an aristocratic family."

Mrs. Dong: "Okay, my grandmother thinks that Miss Yan is capable, but her family background is there after all, you are your father's only direct son, and you will support your house in the future, your wife must It's someone who can help you, not someone who needs your help. With a Yue family like the Yan family, you will be very tired."

Dong Yuanxuan: "Grandson is not afraid of being tired!"

Seeing Dong Yuanxuan interrupting herself again, the old lady Dong, who has been a ten-year-old Fengjun, showed a hint of dissatisfaction on her face, and her voice sank: "Yuanxuan, you can't just focus on your own preferences, you must know, you On your shoulders is the rise and fall of your house."

Dong Yuanxuan: "Grandmother, grandson will work hard, and sister Yan will also help grandson." After speaking, he looked at Mrs. Dong, "Mother, I don't agree with the marriage with Zhaode Hou's family."

Hearing this, Mrs. Dong got angry: "You child, your grandmother told you just now that you didn't listen. The Zhaode Hou's house is in the same family as our family, and their eldest daughter is the most suitable for your wife. candidate."

Dong Yuanxuan: "But I don't like her."

Mrs. Dong snorted immediately: "Marriage is a matter of parents' life, according to the matchmaker, you can't even meet a serious girl, how can you talk about whether you like it or not, only the daughter of someone with poor etiquette will do it. He was looked at before marriage."

Dong Yuanxuan immediately retorted: "Grandmother, how can you say that, I met with Sister Yan because our two families are good friends."

Mrs. Dong's expression slowed down: "I didn't say what happened to Miss Yan, I just told you that the eldest daughter of Zhaode Hou's mansion is the real lady. The girl from this local official's family is in a certain place. Some aspects are just a little worse, which is caused by one's background and vision."

Seeing what the grandson wanted to say, Mrs. Dong didn't want to talk nonsense, and said directly: "Okay, you don't have to say it, grandmother will tell you the truth, it is impossible for you and the eldest girl of the Yan family."

"You don't even think about her background. She is only a daughter of a magistrate in this area of ​​Zhongzhou. How can she be worthy of your status as a prince?"

Dong Yuanxuan looked incredulous: "Grandmother, didn't you like Sister Yan very much before?"

Mrs. Dong said lightly: "I like that girl very much. She and Yunyao are on good terms. From Yuanyao's point of view, I will give her a little more face. But my grandmother likes so many girls, it's difficult. Don't I want to marry you back home?" He said, his tone softened a bit.

"Yuan Xuan, your grandmother and your father and mother will not harm you. The eldest girl of the Yan family is lively and cheerful. Such a girl is very attractive when she is not married, but it is not necessarily the case when she is married."

"If you marry a wife, you should marry someone who is gentle and virtuous. Think about it for yourself. Would you be happy if your wife was the same as Yuanyao and ran into the street every three days?"

"Good boy, listen to your grandmother's words and take away your thoughts towards the eldest girl of the Yan family. If you really like beautiful girls, how about grandmother give you two maids who are more beautiful than the eldest girl of the Yan family?"

Dong Yuanxuan frowned tightly: "Grandmother, in your eyes, is your grandson such a superficial person?"

Mrs. Dong smiled: "Yes, my grandson is the best, but no matter how good you are, you are still a hairy boy. It's not ashamed to like beautiful girls."

Seeing that her son's face was getting worse and worse, Mrs. Dong was worried that he would contradict the old lady, so she quickly stood up and walked towards her son: "Child, you have to believe that your mother and your grandmother are for your own good, and you and Yiyi that girl are really inappropriate. "

Dong Yuanxuan retorted: "Mother, sister Yan and I are not suitable, shouldn't I say it?"

Mrs. Dong snorted: "What is your final say, can we consider the issues comprehensively and thoughtfully at your age? Don't be fooled by people's appearances, many people in this world are not good enough, wait until you become After kissing, you know that grandma is doing it for you."

Dong Yuanxuan: "I don't."

"What are you not?"

Dong Buzheng suddenly walked in and looked at Dong Yuanxuan with an ugly face: "You have read all the books you have read all these years, and you dare to contradict your grandmother. Go and kneel in the ancestral hall for me, Give me a good idea of ​​what you did wrong."

The old lady Dong immediately wanted to stop her, but was stopped by Dong Buzheng shaking her head.

Mrs. Dong was also a little hesitant to say anything. It could be seen that her husband was really angry.

After the people left, Mrs. Dong said dissatisfiedly: "If you have something to say, why punish the child?"

Dong Buzheng sat down: "At this time, we have to cut through the mess quickly and let Yuan Xuan know our firm attitude. If we give him the illusion that we will give in, he will keep making trouble with us."

Mrs. Dong didn't want to hear her husband say this to her son: "Yuan Xuan has been very sensible since he was a child, how can it be like what the master said."

Dong Buzheng shook his head: "You, you don't know what a boy who is in love is like, he can do anything."

Mrs. Dong sighed: "Why is this happening? I didn't hear Yuan Xuan mention Yiyi very much before, so why did you care?"

Mrs. Dong felt distressed for her grandson and snorted: "If I want to see, the rules of this girl from a low-level family are worse. If she is a good girl, she will naturally know how to avoid suspicion, where will Yuan Xuan fall into it."

Mrs. Dong said quickly: "Mother, Yiyi and Yuan Yao have the same temperament. She may not even know that Yuan Xuan likes her. Don't misunderstand her."

Mrs. Dong moved her lips, but said nothing in the end. She knew that she was out of anger, but she had no choice. No matter whether the eldest girl of the Yan family was intentional or not, she was just angry when she caused a conflict between her grandson and her family.