Lin Zhiruo saw that he was going to talk about the topic again, so he hurriedly stopped him: "Then what?" When was the little boy born? ”

Fu Chenghai was interrupted again and glanced at Lin Zhiruo with some blame, then touched his beard, and followed his words: "After getting married, Mrs. Meng and Mrs. Meng were also very affectionate, and gave birth to our little son within a few years, but Mrs. Taishi seems to be not in good health, and has no time to accompany the little son, the little boy knows that Mrs. likes chrysanthemums, and one year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, he secretly carried Mrs. around to collect all kinds of precious chrysanthemum varieties, just to make his mother smile on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Speaking of this, Fu Chenghai showed an approving look on his face: "Speaking of which, this little boy is also extremely filial, and he already understands the truth of entertaining relatives with colorful clothes at the age of the general horn, and he is really worthy of being the son of Master Meng, and he is a promising person like his father." It is no wonder that he has already sat in the position of the prince at a young age, and it is said that even the dragon sons and grandsons in the palace are very good friends with him, and the emperor treats him as his own nephew and nephew. ”

At this time, Lin Zhiruo did not interrupt him again, but carefully recalled what Fu Chenghai said, she was very clear about this grievance between Meng Dongxing and Mrs. Taishi.

In fact, Mrs. Taishi is not Meng Dongxing's biological mother, so she has a cold and alienated attitude towards Meng Dongxing since she was a child, in order not to hurt her son's young heart, Meng Taishi has always been kind and persuasive, making Meng Dongxing think that his mother is just born with a cold personality and does not like to express, but Meng Dongxing doubted his father's statement when he saw his mother's doting expression on his nephew.

He instinctively felt that his mother didn't like him, but he didn't want to admit this fact, and only persuaded himself because Mrs. Taishi had too high expectations for him, so he studied hard and wanted to use his good performance to get a word of praise from Mrs. Taishi, but the result made him very disappointed every time.

But the little Meng Dongxing still did not give up, as long as he was free, he would go to Mrs. Taishi's courtyard, talk and chat with her, and tell her all the interesting things he encountered in the day, hoping that when he was sad, his mother could comfort him a little, or when he encountered any interesting things, he could let his mother laugh together.

However, the result was that every time he was in Mrs. Taishi's courtyard, he was almost the only one who was speaking, and Mrs. Taishi always looked cold, occasionally responding to two general answers, and Meng Dongxing could have a good mood all day.

Meng Taishi also saw it in his eyes and sighed in his heart, but he had no choice but to get along with them without saltiness.

Originally, there was no problem with going on like this, but what happened in the Mid-Autumn Festival that year completely broke the balance.

Fu Chenghai praised Meng Dongxing at length again, and finally got to the point.

It is said that when the little prince was still very young, he lived in the capital with the Taishi and the Taishi's wife, and the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year was due to the sudden drought in the north before, and the imperial court disaster relief was unfavorable resulting in many people being starved to death, and the emperor was furious, and killed several waves of corrupt officials to get a little better. But no one dared to upset His Majesty the Emperor at that moment, so they did not dare to hold any celebrations.

"Even if someone wants to do a happy event, they will all be postponed to the disaster situation is completely stabilized, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, and the capital has no intention of holding a lantern festival, so everyone has to secretly set up a banquet in their respective homes to celebrate, our little son knows that Mrs. Taishi likes chrysanthemums the most, so he thought of this idea.

"At first, it was always smooth, and every day after school, I went directly to Mrs. Taishi's residence, but these days, I took my own little girl to walk the streets and alleys, as long as I saw a rare variety of chrysanthemums, I would try my best to move back home. Meng Taishi knew about his actions and did not stop him, but secretly sent guards to ensure the safety of the little boy. For several days in a row, the little boy brought back a lot of rare chrysanthemum varieties from outside, but the lady didn't know anything about it.

After a few days, the little boy suddenly remembered that he had not been to see his mother for many days, and was worried that his wife would miss him, so he ended the flower search operation early on this day and went to visit his mother instead. Mrs. Taishi to him, that is also missed in every way, has been asking him why he has not appeared in the past few days, the little boy has been preparing for so long, of course, he can't let Mrs. know his plan, so he only mysteriously lied and fooled the past, plus the master Taishi defended it, and the father and son were fooled like this. ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhiruo's mind floated out again. Meng Dongxing told her about this experience, what happened between him and Mrs. Taishi was far from being as beautiful as Fu Chenghai said, and the scene of mother and son filial piety that Fu Chenghai said in Haikou was just a statement that Meng Taishi emphasized to his subordinates in order to protect Meng Dongxing and not let too many people know that he was not Mrs. Taishi's descendant.

That time was still the same, he went to visit his mother in Mrs. Taishi's courtyard again after a few days, and what he got was not his mother's thoughts and greetings, but as cold as ever.

It was as if it made no difference whether he came or didn't, and he wasn't even as good as the magpie that had been accidentally falling in the yard to arouse his mother's idea. Thinking of the young Meng Dongxing's appearance every time he went with a smile on his face and admiration for his mother, but in the end he didn't get any response, she felt very complicated.

Regardless of the grievances between adults, he is just a child who unknowingly longs for his mother's love.

Coming back to his senses, Fu Chenghai had already talked about the scene where Meng Dongxing left the courtyard of Mrs. Taishi again.

After seeing Mrs. Taishi's happy appearance, the little boy was more determined to find the most precious chrysanthemum in the world, and early the next morning, because Mr. was resting, the little boy didn't have to go to the school, so he just went out directly after breakfast. Although the little boy wanted to quietly collect rare chrysanthemums and surprise Mrs. Taishi on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he didn't know how high the Taishi Mansion was, as long as the little guy under him let out a little noise, how many businessmen squeezed their heads and wanted to have a relationship with the Taishi Mansion, and dozens of different varieties of chrysanthemums were sent to the Taishi Mansion in just a few days.

"No matter how much the little boy goes out in person, what he sees on the street is only the varieties that are already in the family, and there is no way to make new progress. The little boy looked at the chrysanthemums in his yard, although the appearance was very good-looking and the colors were also very bright, but he always felt that something was missing. ”

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