Chapter 50: Help Her? Hurt her?
She said this because she wanted to disgust Zhang Yan. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info outsiders don't know, she knows that Feng'er is a beggar's child. As long as Zhang Yan came, the old lady didn't care about her. "Cousin, you're really in trouble."
The old lady frowned: "Nonsense, Feng'er is obviously Zhang Yuanbao's child." ”
Zhang Xiulan smiled: "I know, but others don't know." Cousin, what is the relationship between you and the prince of Dingguo? ”
Mrs. Zhang also felt strange: "He...... He came to you the other day. ”
Old lady: "Yan'er, you know him." ”
"I've seen it once in Choshu."
Zhang Xiulan: "I'll give you money when I see you once?" ”
"The money should be for Feng'er."
Zhang Xiulan covered her mouth and smiled: "You don't want to say, this little beggar...... The child is really the child of the prince of Dingguo, right? ”
"How are you like those people? Listening to the wind is rain. Zhang Yan stabbed her.
Mrs. Xing was unhappy. "Lan'er cares about you."
Zhang Yan smiled: "Cousin Lan'er is young and easily misled by rumors. ”
"I didn't. I am...... It's just curiosity. ”
The others present were also curious. Zhang Jinyu pointed at Feng'er: "You say, the money is for him?" ”
Zhang Yan nodded: "He may know Feng'er's father." "Apart from this, Zhang Yan can't think of anything else. However, she was talking about the bandit, not Zhang Yuanbao.
"Possibly?"
"Hmm."
Zhang Xiulan: "The money is really not for you?" ”
"Why did he give me money?"
"How do I know?"
"Since you don't know, then why do you think the money is for me?"
"He's got the money in your hands."
"It wasn't necessarily for me to put it in my hand. Besides, he didn't put the money in my hands. ”
Zhang Xiulan was stunned for a moment: "Then where did he put it?" ”
"In my son's arms."
Mrs. Jin looked at Zhang Yan and asked, "Is the money really not for you?" ”
"Not really."
"It's good if not." Everyone in the capital knows: the prince of Dingguo and the lord of Leyao County of Ruiwang's Mansion are married.
Old lady: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it." Mother Ji, soak all these frozen pears. ”
"Yes."
Zhang Yan has five cousins. A cousin.
The eldest cousin Zhang Jinyu, the eldest grandson of the long house. His wife's surname is Wang, and her daughter's name is Yuzhen. There are two sons. The eldest son, Ming Cheng, is ten years old. The youngest son, Mingzhe, is eight years old
Second cousin Zhang Jinche, a concubine in a long house. His wife's surname is Liu, and her girlfriend's name is Xiaolan. has a son, a few months younger than Zhang Ziran, named Mingyuan.
The third cousin Zhang Jinrui, the eldest son of the second room. His wife's surname is Xie, and her girlfriend's name is Mengqi. There is a son who is five years old and named Mingxu.
The fourth cousin Zhang Jinlin, the third son-in-law. I haven't started a family yet.
Fifth cousin Zhang Jinol, a three-room concubine. Didn't start a family.
Zhang Yan's family has very few girls, and only her mother is among the elders. There is only Zhang Xiulan in the same generation. There are no girls in the juniors. Now, Zhang Yan's three cousins-in-law all want to have daughters.
In the Zhang family, girls are more favored than boys. Today, the daughters of the Zhang family can go to the street to see the excitement, which is stained with Zhang Xiulan's light.
Zhang Yan prepared gifts for everyone. Feng'er also received a lot of meeting gifts.
After eating the pears, the old lady hugged Feng'er into her arms: "You all go back, I'll talk to their mother and daughter." ”
After they went out, Ji's mother went out with her subordinates.
The old lady looked at Zhang Yan and said, "Your mother told me." "Mrs. Zhang came back with a letter of resignation, and the old lady must have asked about it." Don't worry, only I know this. ”
"Grandma, you ...... "Do you know that you are still willing to accept Feng'er?"
The old lady touched Feng'er's face. In Yan'er's case, she either married far away or became a concubine. Needless to say, being a concubine is a dwarf for a lifetime. Even if you marry far away, it may not have a good result. If the story passes...... Rather than this, it is better to guard your son and live a down-to-earth life. "It's better to have a son than anything else."
Zhang Yan's eyes were a little moist: "Grandma, don't you blame me?" ”
The old lady looked at Feng'er and smiled: "It's not strange to see this little guy." ”
Feng'er squinted and yawned. The old lady gave Feng'er to Zhang Yan: "Go back." The child is sleepy. ”
"Hmm. I'll come back to see you later. ”
The old lady nodded: "By the way, the prince of Dingguo really knows that mountain ......" The old lady looked at Feng'er: "Feng'er's father?" ”
"I'm not sure."
The old lady didn't want Zhang Yan and Han Yifeng to have anything to do with it. "He and Lord Rui's daughter are married."
Zhang Yan smiled: "I will return the money to him." ”
The old lady nodded with satisfaction: "Go back." ”
"Good. Rest too. ”
"Hmm."
As soon as Zhang Yan was about to leave, the old lady remembered the question Zhang Xiulan asked: "How much money did he give you?" ”
"More than five thousand taels."
"More than five thousand taels?!" Mrs. Zhang repeated in surprise.
The old lady frowned. Ordinary people spend more than a dozen taels of silver to raise a child. "Don't tell anyone about it." There are already so many rumors just about giving money, if it is known that so much money has been given...... Thinking of this, the old lady wanted to bring Han Yifeng back for a training. Are you helping my granddaughter or harming her granddaughter?
"Hmm."
"Let's go back."
"Hmm."
The Zhang family specially reserved a yard for Mrs. Zhang. After going back, Zhang Yan put Feng'er on the bed. The little one fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
At noon, the boys returned from homeschool. Knowing that Zhang Yan was coming, they all ran over.
Zhang Ziran was the first to rush in: "Sister, where is my nephew?" What about snowballs? ”
"Cousin, can a snowball really jump on a beam?"
"Cousin, can a snowball really move my cousin?"
"Cousin, can I play with Snowball?"
Zhang Pengcheng was the last to walk in: "Hello cousin." Mingzhe, Mingyuan, Mingxu, why don't you say hello to your cousin? ”
Five-year-old Zhang Mingxu stuck out his tongue: "My cousin is good." ”
Seven-year-old Zhang Mingyuan muttered: "Elementary school." ”
Eight-year-old Zhang Mingzhe smiled: "Brother, don't be nervous." Cousin, where's Snowball? ”
Zhang Yan deliberately teased them: "Are you here to see Xueqiu or cousin or cousin?" ”
The three big ones are a bit embarrassing. Zhang Mingxu looked at Zhang Yan and then at his brothers: "It's all ...... See both. ”
Zhang Yan rubbed Zhang Mingxu's head: "People are small and big." ”
"Hey......
Zhang Yan pinched Zhang Mingxu's nose: "Wait, cousin go in and see if your cousin is awake?" ”
"Okay."
Beijing suburbs, Nanshan Academy.
Wang Lixuan was eating in the cafeteria, and several students walked in from the door.
A: "Did the prince of Dingguo really give that woman a bag of money?" ”
B: "I saw it with my own eyes." ”
C: "The woman is still holding a child?" ”
B: "Hmm. They said that the child was the illegitimate son of the prince of Dingguo. ”
Ding: "Bastard?!" That woman can't be a dusty woman, right? ”
B: "No. She is a relative of Zhang's house. ”
A: "Zhangfu?" ”
B: "Well, the three Zhang adults are her uncles. ”
Syllable! The chopsticks in Wang Lixuan's hand fell to the ground. Zhang's house? Three Zhangs? Niece? Dingguo Gongshizi? Bastard?