Chapter 2 Gusu Zhujia (2)

On the second day, Zhu Xiyan took his wife and children to the main courtyard to greet Mrs. Zhu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info I wish the old lady twenty years old this year, because she has been taking Yunjimen's pills all the year round to nourish her body, her face is ruddy, her hair is black, and she is like a woman in her thirties. I wish the old man served Yang before his death, and later the lord of Yang was indulged in the beauty of the concubine Tong Lihua, ignoring the government and politics, and the traitorous concubine in Yang was involved in politics, and the traitors were rampant, I wish the old man to resign from his official position in a fit of anger and return to Suzhou to become a rich man, and the old disease recurred in a few years and passed away on a winter night.

Zhu Lao Zi has a total of four sons and one daughter, the eldest son Zhu Yunyan, the third son Zhu Xiyan, and the fourth son Zhu Xingyan are all from the old lady Zhu, and the second son Zhu Biyan and daughter Zhu Qiaoyan are from Aunt Qiao and Aunt Shen respectively. Zhu Yunyan and Zhu Xiyan went to Yunjimen to learn art together when they were young, and both brothers were accepted as outer disciples, Zhu Yunyan was assigned to the Purple Feather Pavilion specializing in alchemy, and Zhu Xiyan entered the inconspicuous Yanhui Peak. When Zhu Xiyan was seventeen years old, he was exceptionally promoted to an inner disciple, and in the same year, he won the seventh place in the eleventh vein martial arts. Later, he traveled down the mountain and had many adventures, but due to the limitations of his qualifications and mood, he had been stuck in the Jindan period for nearly 20 years.

Zhu The old lady was lying on the embroidery chair listening to the maid cuckoo read the letter to her, and the eldest lady Qian was beside her. She saw Zhu Xiyan and the four of them walk into Tingxi Hall, stood up and said, "Third uncle, third brother and sister." Mrs. Xi and the two children returned the salute, Zhu Xiyan nodded, and asked Mrs. Qian, "Sister-in-law, why don't you see the eldest brother?" Mrs. Qian said: "You know Yun Yan's temper, he will never go out if he doesn't practice a furnace of pills, and he is still guarding his stove in the house." Zhu Xiyan said with a smile: "Big brother has always been serious. ā€

The old lady pretended to be angry and said, "A few of you fell in love and had a hot chat, so you threw my old woman aside?" She hugged Zhu Qingheng, who had passed early, and the latter comfortably nestled in her arms and picked up the plums in the crystal fruit bowl to eat.

Zhu Xiyan walked over and said with a smile: "Mom, you have wronged me." I looked left and right, and I saw a girl lying on a chair, and I wondered where you were. Mrs. Zhu smiled: "Listen to the third child's mouth, do you still say like a word?" You just talk to your daughter-in-law about these sweet words, what's the use of talking to me? ā€

Zhu Xiyan said with a smile: "Others have colorful clothes to entertain their relatives, if my words can make my mother laugh, I should also remember a great credit." As the saying goes, a smile is less than ten years. When the time comes, I go out with my mother, and others see me, just ask me who this little girl next to me is. The old lady Zhu hit him with a smile and said, "The more you talk, the more unkind it becomes." The third family, go back and take care of your family, such a big person, and he is still as naughty as he was a child. ā€

Mrs. Xi was silent on the side, and when she saw that Mrs. Zhu had called her, she came back to her senses, squeezed out a smile, and said, "What the second brother said is true, and the daughter-in-law thinks so too." "I wish the old lady that the third son has always felt that it is a great luck for the third son to marry such a fairy concubine-like wife, and Mrs. Xi is demure and does not like to make trouble, so she likes Mrs. Xi the most among several daughters-in-law. Seeing her look so absent-minded, she also said with concern: "I see that your face is not very good, didn't you sleep well last night?" ā€

Mrs. Xi was actually unhappy for half the night after returning to the room because of Zhu Xiyan's words last night. Although Zhu Xiyan has always loved her like an eyeball, he knows what his wife is suffering for, but he can't say a word of blame, and his heart is not happy. Counting that since they met, the disputes they had were all related to that person, and even his demons were caused by this, and he was quite disheartened when he thought of this. However, at this moment, seeing Mrs. Xi's pale and pitiful appearance, the love in his heart has long outweighed those complaints, and he took the initiative to say: "The window was not closed last night, and Mingyue was a little cold." ā€

Zhu Old Lady said in her heart: "Both of them are monks, where will they be afraid of the night wind." Thinking about it like this, his mind was naturally crooked, and he said, "Since you are uncomfortable, go back and rest early." It's good for Yu Heng and Qing Heng to play with me. Yuheng, come and sit down with your grandmother like your sister. ā€

Zhu Yuheng asked Mrs. Xi first, "Mom, are you uncomfortable?" Mrs. Xi ironed in her heart, shook her head and said, "I'm fine." He stuffed the snack he was holding in his hand, and then walked over to Mrs. Zhu with his hand. Zhu Qingheng moved his body and gave him a seat. Zhu Yuheng sat down, only to hear Mrs. Zhu instructing in her ear: "Xiaolian, pour two cups of rose dew for Yuheng and Qingheng, and then bring those two plates of dim sum." ā€

Xiaolian responded crisply beside her, turned around and went to the cabinet to get the rose dew in the glass bottle. Zhu Qingheng saw that Du Juan was still standing aside with a letter paper, so he asked Mrs. Zhu, "Grandmother, what was Sister Du Juan reading just now?" ā€

Mrs. Zhu was quite happy and said: "It's Ruiheng's family letter, he said that he has arrived in Hangzhou and will be home in a few days." ā€

Zhu Ruiheng is the only son of Zhu Yunyan and Mrs. Qian, and is the fourth in the family. Zhu Yunyan is sixty years old this year, because he is a cultivator, and Zhu Xiyan generally looks like a handsome young man in his twenties. Zhu Yunyan once had a confidante when he was young, and then the two broke up, and the confidante drifted away, leaving him with only a baby girl waiting to be fed. Zhu Yunyan couldn't hear from her after several inquiries, and in a fit of rage, he smashed his most beloved alchemy furnace and left the Yunji Gate.

After leaving the Yunji Gate, Zhu Yunyan returned to Zhu's house disheartenedly with the baby girl in his arms, entrusted the baby girl to Mrs. Zhu to take care of, and he went into the alchemy room and never came out. Mrs. Zhu named the baby girl Zhu Jingheng, the first of her grandchildren. When Zhu Jingheng was three years old, Zhu Yunyan walked out of the alchemy room for the first time, and he saw Zhu Jingheng staggering towards him, reluctantly picking her up and coaxing her and putting her on the ground, not wanting to look at her like her mother's face again.

Mrs. Zhu was very happy to see that Zhu Yunyan was finally willing to come out, and while letting the maid next to her pick up Zhu Jingheng, who was snubbed by Zhu Yunyan, she told Zhu Yunyan the name she gave her eldest granddaughter. Unexpectedly, Zhu Yunyan suddenly hit his chest like a stone, his face was pale, and his expression was in a trance, and he recited "Jingheng" twice in a row, and suddenly said angrily: "This kid can't use Jing!" Finally forced Mrs. Zhu to change Zhu Jingheng to Zhu Jingheng. After a few more years, when Zhu Jingheng grew into an eleven-year-old girl and had gone to Shenmeng Valley to learn art for a long time, the old lady Zhu finally couldn't bear to see Zhu Yunyan lock herself in the alchemy room and be lonely for a lifetime, so she hired him to marry Qian, the third daughter of the Hangzhou prefect.

When the Qian family got married, it was Erba Shaohua, innocent and cheerful, and there was a pair of pear vortices on the side of his mouth when he smiled. Zhu Yunyan was lukewarm about this marriage, and he went into the alchemy room on the second day of the wedding, and he didn't even come out on the day of Guining, giving the Qian family a big facelessness.

Qian buried himself in Qian's mother's arms and wept bitterly, with red and swollen eyelids and reproached his father: "If Daddy loves his child, why bother to give the child to such a family!" Unexpectedly, her father, who had always loved her, slapped the table angrily and said, "Uncle is a senior disciple of Yunjimen, naturally different from the world. You have taught you to read "The Female Ring" since you were a child, have you only learned to chew the root of your husband's tongue behind your back? His voice slowed down, and he admonished, "Sister Wan, you blame the husband we found for you today who only knows how to cultivate immortals, and doesn't care about your feelings at all. ā€