Chapter Twenty-Three: The Family Feast
Yuan held the child, and after greeting the old lady, he hugged Du Penghui:
"Master, the eighth sister misses her father today, and she has been in a temper for a day. As soon as she heard the concubine say that she was going to take her to the master, the eighth sister immediately stopped crying, and looked at the concubine and smiled! β
When Du Penghui heard this, a loving smile hung on his eyebrows. He took the eighth girl and kissed her on the little face several times.
It made the little doll giggle and laugh.
Wanyi praised beside her: "Eighth Sister's laughter is sweet and glutinous, it's so good!" β
When Yuan heard this, he was very happy, and pulled Du Penghui's shirt and said:
"Master, Sister Yi is back!" Then he looked at Wanyi: "After Sister Yi came back, she didn't say hello to her father, right?" β
Du Penghui's eyes looked at Wanyi.
Wanyi said in a formal manner: "Wanyi greets my father." β
"Sister Yi is back?" Du Penghui nodded, the softness in his eyes dissipated a little: "Some time ago, I heard that you were sick, but you are well?" β
Wanyi subconsciously looked at Du Penghui, a little surprised: after all, this was the first elder's words of concern after she returned to Bofu.
Seeing that his daughter didn't answer herself, Du Penghui was a little embarrassed: "Don't blame your father for being ruthless, it was indeed you at that time, and it was too much trouble."
Now when you come back, you should be receptive and self-contained. After all, you are the eldest daughter of Bofu, and you will add a boost to Bofu in the future! β
"Yes! Father taught yes! Wanyi looked docile.
If you want to talk about feelings, you don't have any points, just because Du Penghui said the last sentence.
This sentence made Wanyi once again arouse the desire to escape.
Helping Bofu?
In her half-understood thinking about ancient times: As the daughter of a large family, shouldn't she not go out of the door? The only thing that can help Bofu is to get married in the future.
Wanyi looked at Du Penghui:
Could it be that the intention of taking Du Er's girl back to the house is to use her life's events as a stepping stone for the Bofu?
However, with the age of Miss Du at this time, it is too early to talk about this matter.
Du Penghui didn't, and noticed Wanyi's expression, because his eyes were on his little daughter at this time.
Although he doesn't have much affection for the Yuan family, the eighth girl is his own flesh and blood, and the last child with him is nearly ten years old.
Every time I see this little doll that is round, pink and tender, and likes to smile at him, a feeling of licking calves will arise spontaneously in Du Penghui's heart.
Jiao's wife, who was in the second room on the side, saw that Du Penghui had snubbed Wanyi, and said with a smile: "Master! You see that Sister Yi is now quite the eldest daughter of the uncle's house! β
When Du Penghui heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Wanyi again.
I heard the wife of the third room, Feng Shi, also said: "I didn't expect that Sister Yi would grow up overnight after this experience." β
She looked at Yuan again: "Sister-in-law is blessed, and she will be able to enjoy the blessings of her eldest daughter soon!" β
The Feng family is a master who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Knowing that the Yuan family has never been welcome, non-biological children, especially Wanyi, who is a concubine, deliberately led the war to her.
But who knew that Yuan's was uncharacteristic today, and said with a smile: "Sister Yi is smart and filial, and when she goes out in the future, not only will my mother's face be bright, but my uncles and aunts will also have light on their faces." β
Wanyi leaned over to Yuan's side, pretending to be shy: "Motherββ? β
Yuan patted Wanyi, a picture of a mother and son's filial piety.
At this moment, the milk doll began to cry.
Wanyi pushed Yuan's and smiled crookedly: "Eighth sister is jealous when she sees me so close to my mother!" β
Yuan took the child and coaxed: "Sister Xian is not ashamed? The second sister has grown up, so she won't rob her mother with Sister Xian! Sister Xian, what kind of vinegar is this? β
The old lady was left out in the cold and frowned unhappily on the sidelines.
Mrs. Wei on the side hurriedly said: "Please lords, ladies and girls, sons, come to the table!" β
At the moment, there is one seat for men and one seat for women.
Yuan handed over the child to the nurse beside him and sat next to the old lady.
Jiao's family in the second room was about to sit on the other side of the old lady, so he heard the old lady say: "Come over and sit next to grandmother." β
Du Fu hurriedly excused herself: "Grandmother has mercy on her granddaughter, but the elders are here, and Fu'er doesn't dare to transgress the rules." β
"This kid?" The old lady was unhappy: "Grandmother asked you to come over, what are you talking about?" β
Du Fu had no choice but to confess his guilt and sat down next to the old lady.
And the Feng family sat under the Yuan family.
Jiao had no choice but to sit next to Du Fu.
Du Wanfang, the sixth girl in the second room, came over and pulled Wanyi: "Second sister, can you sit with me?" β
Although the second room is a concubine, but the people are prosperous, Jiao's gave birth to two sons in a row, only to get this daughter, Fang is three years old this year, and the couple is extremely precious.
Seeing Du Wanfang like this, Wanyi had no choice but to sit down.
Wanyi's next head is the four daughters of the third room, the seven-year-old third girl, the six-year-old fourth girl, the four-year-old fifth girl, and the three-year-old seventh girl.
Among them, the third girl and the seventh girl were from the Feng family, so they naturally sat next to the Feng family.
And the aunts are not qualified to sit here.
Even so, the old lady had already told Mrs. Wei:
"Remember later, I'll give Rou'er some for each bowl of dishes."
Rou'er is Aunt Fu's milk name.
"Yes!" Mrs. Wei was already surprised by this, and responded with a smile.
The old lady then looked at Du Fu: "Fu'er, I didn't expect you to go out and suffer such a big grievance, wait a while to eat more and make up for it, you know?" β
Du Fu nodded obediently: "I know that Grandmother, Grandmother, Fu'er has worried you for so many days, and you can eat more later." β
"Good, good, good!" The old lady rejoiced.
The Feng family on the side asked curiously, "Sister Fu'er, what grievances have you suffered?" β
She immediately looked at Wanyi: "Sister Yi'er, what kind of grievance is this, your eldest sister has suffered?" β
Wanyi raised her head and squeezed out a smile from the corner of her mouth: "How dare I be wronged, my sister suffers?" β
Du Fu hurriedly got up and looked at the Feng family: "Third aunt, this is not about the second sister, it's my ......!" Ah, third aunt, don't ask again. β
She looked contrived, which made Wanyi feel disgusted.
Seeing Du Fu say this, Feng really didn't ask anymore, but just echoed the old lady a few words, and then went to talk to Yuan.
Wanyi discovered: When distributing vegetables, all the dishes got Yuan's eyes, and Yuan said that he would put them wherever he wanted.
Is the dish in front of Wanyi not very good?
And the child has short arms and can't reach the food over there, but he is not allowed to get up.
But everyone looked accustomed to it.
Next to the old lady and the Yuan family, they each had a mother-in-law, who specially served vegetables for the master.
But the old lady and the Yuan family didn't call them much.
But Jiao Shi unceremoniously instructed her: "Mama Shen, please give me two pieces of bamboo shoot chicken!" β
Mama Shen frowned and sandwiched two pieces of chicken for Jiao's family.
Jiao's changed hands and put it in his daughter's bowl.
Du Wanfang glanced at it, and muttered with disgust: "Mother, it's too much, I can't put it in the bowl!" β
Jiao frowned and whispered, "If you don't eat it, just give it to your second sister!" β