Chapter Seventy-Two: The Zhang Family
The journey to Jinling was also smooth, and after arriving, Chu Yao took some of the accompanying guards to run errands on his own, while Baozhi and Junyan went to Zhangfu.
The Zhang family is a famous scholarly family in Jinling, but because of the death of the old lady Zhang and the only son, the decline is gradual, the aunt of the Zhang family married into a large local family, the Liu family is rich in Jinling, with the decline of the Zhang family, the Liu family began to annex the Zhang family's industry, and Aunt Zhang became the actual ruler of the Zhang family in order to gain a firm foothold in the in-law's family, and after the death of her brother.
This is also one of the reasons why the three of Zhao's mother and son can't go back when they have a home.
The first time she walked into her ancestral family, Baozhi was very indifferent, she had no expectations for these family members for a long time, and this time she came just for her mother and brother.
The housekeeper led the brother and sister to Mrs. Zhang's main courtyard, and to Baozhi's surprise, Aunt Zhang's attitude, as soon as she saw her, she warmly hugged her into the main room.
When Mrs. Zhang saw her grandchildren and thought of her son who died early, she was sad, and silently shed a few tears, and the hatred for the Zhao family in her heart deepened a little, her son has always been in excellent health, if it weren't for Zhao's hard life, how could her son leave his old mother behind.
Aunt Zhang also pressed the corner of her eyes, hugged Baozhi, and said something in her mouth: "Poor child, you have suffered a lot of sins along the way. ”
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she looked at her granddaughter, who was seven or eight points like her son, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were all picky: "How does this Zhao family do mothers, how is this child so thin, just call Junyan back, a girl's family, and what kind of far away." ”
Toshihiko was a little dissatisfied, he didn't expect his grandmother to be so straightforward, and he arranged his mother's disagreement in front of them.
Aunt Zhang persuaded: "The children have come back from thousands of miles, and they think they are tired, so let's go down and rest first." ”
Toshihiko was arranged in the courtyard where his parents used to live, and then he also took the mother-in-law to take Baozhi to the house arranged for her.
Bao Zhi never thought that the Zhang family's house covered such a wide area, and his grandmother and aunt would arrange themselves in a small courtyard so close to the back cover room where the maid lived.
The courtyard was not very clean, the house was obviously uninhabited for a long time, a musty smell filled the tip of the nose, and there was a depression when I looked around.
There is a blue and white porcelain vase on the Bogu shelf, there is not a single calligraphy or painting on the yellowed wall, and there is a sandalwood stepping bed in the middle, and the bed curtain is just ordinary plain yarn.
"Why is the Zhang Mansion so shabby, the room arranged for the girl is not as good as the houses we have lived in temporarily along the way." Du Ruo whispered to Yu Gui.
Yugui was careful, for fear that Baozhi would feel uncomfortable when she heard it, so she glared at Du Ruo, signaled her not to talk nonsense, and continued to pack Baozhi's box and bedding with her hands and feet.
"Girl, how long are we going to stay this time?" Cinnamon Road.
Baozhi looked at them and woke up when he heard the words: "It shouldn't be too long, my brother has to go back to participate in the Spring Festival." ”
The little thrush skillfully took out the incense and lit it, put it into the incense burner, and placed it in all corners of the house.
"The girl's house smells musty and dusty, you go to the courtyard and stand up, and we will clean up in a while, and call you."
Baozhi is casual: "There are a lot of fallen leaves in the courtyard, I'm sitting here and watching you busy, it's better." ”
After packing up, a mother-in-law came in with a curtain and saluted perfunctorily: "Girl, the old lady is afraid that you will be tired from the journey, so you don't have to go to the main courtyard today, and the food will be brought to you later." ”
"There's Mama Lao." After speaking, he raised his eyes and motioned for Yu Gui to take a prepared purse and handed it over.
The woman took the purse and did not shy away from checking it in her hand, but she didn't think that Baozhi's shot was quite generous.
A smile appeared on his face: "Then girl, you will rest early, and the slave will retire first." ”
Not long after she left, Baozhi passed the rice here, and the food that came up was not a little fishy, and there were a few poor leaves floating in the soup.
Du Ruo was indignant: "What do they mean by this, how can you say that this is also the girl's home, not to mention that they wrote to the girl to come back, first arranged such a house, and then sent such a meal!" ”
Baozhi silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate by himself.
"Girl, you are not angry! Keep eating! ”
"People just deliberately want to make trouble with me, and wait and see, I haven't thought about what they want for a while."
"How distressed it should be for you to tell your wife like this." Du Ruo's heart was uneven, and tears filled his eyes.
Baozhi ate some casually to fill his stomach, took the wet handkerchief and wiped his hands: "Don't talk too much to let my brother know." ”
The Zhang family suddenly called them back this time, and they didn't know what the purpose was, and they couldn't act rashly.
On the second day, Aunt Zhang came with her daughter, Liu Chun was two years older than Baozhi, and Aunt Zhang was carved out of a mold.