Chapter 133: Touching the Scene

This year's spring is early, the first month of the teens, rape flowers have bloomed all over the place, because of the early spring, other solar terms seem to follow this rhythm, quickly to report.

Today is Qingming, and people are crowded everywhere to worship their ancestors. At the door of the Marquis Yongsheng's mansion, a middle-aged lady looked at her from afar, looking very anxious: "When is this coming, didn't you say that you would come back at noon?" Why is there no one now? ”

The aunt beside her smiled and said, "Madam, the eldest young master has just been there for a while, and he won't come back so soon, so you better go back and rest first." Let the slave and maid wait here, and as soon as the eldest young master returns, the slave and maid will immediately come to tell the lady. ”

The noble lady is the lady in charge of the Yongsheng Marquis Mansion, and the aunt who talks to her is her dowry, Xia Sui.

Mrs. Bai sighed: "It's okay to change the weekday, doesn't he know what day it is?" I've waited here for so long. When will this child not be worried! He sighed again.

Xia Sui smiled: "Madame is concerned about it." The eldest young master just entered the palace once, and besides, today is the Qingming Festival, and the eldest young master will definitely be able to come back on time. ”

Mrs. Bai had a sad face: "I hope so, today is my sister's sacrifice day, if his biological son doesn't go, my sister will know about it, and I don't know what it will be like to be sad." "Wipe your tears with that. Xia Sui listened, and her heart was not a taste, Mrs. Xian was Mrs.'s sister-in-law, she died in childbirth when she gave birth to the eldest young master, Mrs. and Mrs. Xian had a deep relationship, and she refused to let her nephew suffer in someone else's name, and there has always been a custom that the original partner died and continued to marry the sister of the original partner as a stepwife, and Mrs. married Hou Ye in this way, the eldest young master, and Mrs. brought up from childhood.

"Madame and Madame Xian have a deep sisterhood, the eldest young master understands it, he will definitely come back on time, Madame don't worry."

As he was talking, Bai Xiaoyao poked a head out of the end: "Mother, I haven't seen my son for a few hours, do you miss my son?" If my father knew, he would be going to eat it again! ”

Madame Bai sneered: "When is it, still telling such jokes, quick, I'm ready for everything, let's go out." ”

Bai Xiaoyao has never seen his biological mother at all, but he has heard his stepmother, that is, his own aunt, mention it several times, she is a gentle, dignified, virtuous, generous, beautiful, and moving ice and snow smart person, in short, perfect. Bai Xiaoyao didn't have any impression, his aunt was very good to him, if it wasn't for Xia Sui mentioning it, he wouldn't know that he wasn't born to Mrs. Bai. And this annual sacrifice of life and death is also what Madame Bai has always insisted on, and this insistence is eighteen years.

The place of worship is a little remote, Madame Bai said that it was the favorite place of Mrs. Xian during her lifetime, there is a sea of flowers, every season, flowers are in full bloom all over the ground, all kinds of fragrances are mixed, everywhere reveals the coolness of early summer.

"Sister, Yao'er and I saw you coming." Before Mrs. Bai could say half a sentence, she had already choked up, and Bai Xiaoyao hugged her stepmother without saying a word. Over the years, he has gone from ignorance at the beginning to his blindness now, not because he is ruthless, but because his desire for his biological mother has long been surrounded by his stepmother's love and can only be hidden. He knew that his stepmother had given him too much, and the reward he could give was to support her as if she were his biological mother.

Mrs. Bai said a thousand words and ten thousand words, it is nothing more than that Bai Xiaoyao has not grown tall in this period of time, whether he has made mistakes, which daughter has been thrown into a flattering eye, etc., Xia Sui looked at it and said with emotion: "If Mrs. Xian is still here, Mrs. doesn't know how happy she is." ”

Bai Xiaoyao was a little absent-minded, Lin Maozhi's kid, his skills were not very good, his temper was quite impulsive, he actually dared to challenge him, he was beaten to the ground, and when he stopped, he suddenly regretted it, thinking of his fierce sister, would he come to the door?

His eyes unintentionally swept over the tombstone, but he saw that there was a small grave mound, and Bai Xiaoyao was curious for a while, so he pointed and asked Xia Sui: "Auntie, who is that?" ”

"This ...... The slave and maid don't know, maybe it's from which peasant family, hiding the first lady before it was there. ”

Bai Xiaoyao saw that her eyes were evasive, she must have something in her heart, and she didn't pick it up, so she walked to Mrs. Bai's side and hugged Madame Bai's shoulder: "Mother, let's go back, you may have been here for a long time, and your body is not well, so you will get cold again after blowing the wind carefully." ”

Mrs. Bai's voice trembled, and she patted Bai Xiaoyao's hand: "Wait a while, go back at this time, and your father won't let you see you." ”

That Yongsheng Marquis is also a strange person, every year the original life sacrifice and death sacrifice, he does not go to other people's graves to worship, but locks himself in the study, a lock is an afternoon, and no one is allowed to disturb him. After Madame Bai got married, she was worried about his body, and one year she entered the courtyard, but the Marquis of Yongsheng was furious and killed the two house slaves guarding the door on the spot, and since then, no one dared to challenge his authority that day.

When Madame Bai mentioned this, her eyes dimmed for a moment: "Your father loves his sister deeply, and he must also want a separate space to remember her." ”

One is his father, the other is his stepmother, and what he misses is his biological mother, Bai Xiaoyao is inconvenient to comfort, but he just said: "It's all over, mother, in the future, my father will figure it out, and he will always understand." He knew that what his stepmother minded might not be his father's feelings for his biological mother, but that after so many years, his father was locked in the house alone, and for a woman, he still minded.

Madame Bai nodded silently, and walked back with her stepson blankly, while looking back at the tombstone deeply: Beloved wife Bai.

Madame Bai closed her eyes and tears rolled down.

Back at the Hou Mansion, she pretended to be casual and personally manipulated a table of meals, Bai Xiaoyao had only a handful of time for dinner at home, and on weekdays, Yongsheng Hou and Mrs. Bai ate together, which was inevitably boring.

Yongsheng Hou had white in his temples, looking at his young son, he picked up his chopsticks and wanted to pick up a piece of meat for his son, Mrs. Bai had already stood up first to distribute vegetables, and said with a smile: "Yao'er, you eat more, these are your favorite dishes." ”

Bai Xiaoyao looked at the vacant seat: "Hasn't the second brother come back yet?" ”

Madame Bai glanced at Yongsheng Hou and said, "Don't you know your brother's temperament?" How can he stay at home. ”

Although Yongsheng Hou didn't like the personality of his younger son wandering around, he was still very unhappy when he heard his wife elevate the eldest son and belittle the younger son, so he put down his chopsticks and said, "Your brother, there is no one who can make people worry, when will you be able to let your mother breathe a sigh of relief." ”

Mrs. Bai smiled: "The concubine doesn't feel hard, if the concubine feels wronged, he should urge the children to marry and give us a few grandchildren as soon as possible, so that the concubine has something to do." ”

Bai Xiaoyao is over seventeen years old and has not yet married a wife, Mrs. Bai has asked a few times openly and secretly, Bai Xiaoyao loves to answer, and Mrs. Bai is no longer reluctant.

"We'll talk about it later." Yongsheng Hou looked at his wife and said, "The male son of my Bai family will never marry a wife if he does not make meritorious contributions." In a few days, I will go to face the saint and pass the title to Yao'er, and you will also go and prepare, and the number of etiquette that should be there must be is no less. ”