"Fleur."

A soft call interrupted her thoughts.

"E-niang?" Zhao Furong turned around and saw her mother walking in with a smile on her face.

"What do you think when you sit alone in front of the window?" Mrs. Zhao asked.

Zhao Furong's face was slightly red, and she said, "I didn't think about anything." ”

Mrs. Zhao stepped forward and took her hand and sat down, saying, "I'm going to get married, and it's normal that I can't calm down." ”

"E-niang." Zhao Furong screamed softly and snuggled into Mrs. Zhao's arms.

She is a very cheerful personality on weekdays, because she is the eldest daughter in the family, she has to take care of her younger brother on weekdays, so she rarely spoils herself. This sound made Mrs. Zhao's heart softer and softer.

"My daughter's family is older, and they all have this day. E-Niang and your Ama have done their best to choose a good family for you. Whether you can live well or not is up to you. Mrs. Zhao touched her head and said.

In front of Zhao Furong can be described as a perfect hand. The father-in-law is a colleague and close friend of his own Ama for many years; The mother-in-law has known her for many years and is familiar with her temperament; The sister-in-law is a close friend of the boudoir, although she is not at home now, but with this relationship, she can also receive some preferential treatment; And the future husband is a man whose character, appearance, and knowledge are praised, and he is also the brother next door who grew up together. If you can live a bad life like this, then you really can't blame others.

"My daughter won't let E-Niang worry." Zhao Furong said.

"E-Niang came today to tell you something about husband and wife." Mrs. Zhao said, blushing a little.

Zhao Furong vaguely knew what it was, and she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to raise her head.

"It is said that women should be dignified and generous, and abide by etiquette. But if the pleasure of the boudoir follows this, don't want to be favored by your husband. It's not a good thing to treat each other with respect. E-Niang hopes that you and your future husband will be Qin Se and Ming, and love each other. Mrs. Zhao said with a very serious expression.

can be in love with Mr. Zhao for more than ten years, and Mr. Zhao has no idea of taking a concubine, Mrs. Zhao still has her own experience in the way of marriage. In her opinion, those women in high-ranking families, although they are well-dressed and well-fed, are not as comfortable as her. Etiquette rules are often made for outsiders to see. She didn't want her daughter to be confined to Mao Mingxuan's identity as a scholar, so she deliberately endured her temperament.

Husbands and wives are people who want to live a lifetime, and it is not difficult to endure for a while, but it is difficult to endure for a lifetime. It's better to be honest about your temperament from the beginning, and the two will slowly run in.

Zhao Furong didn't understand very much, but when she saw Mrs. Zhao's expression, she couldn't help but follow solemnly.

After the mother and daughter's private words were finished, Zhao Furong's face was almost as red as the wedding dress hanging on the side.

"What E-Niang said, remember everything?" Mrs. Zhao asked in a low voice.

"Hmm." Zhao Furong bowed her head and responded.

"Don't be afraid, women will go through this. Remember, he is your husband, and there are some things that you should not be afraid to talk to him. Mrs. Zhao patted Zhao Furong's hand.

"E-niang, I've written it down." Zhao Furong raised her head and looked at the loving gaze on Mrs. Zhao's face, and couldn't help but have tears in her eyes.

When she gets married three days later, she will become a member of another family and be given her husband's surname. When I go home again, I call my mother's house, not my own home.

Thinking of Ama and Eniang's love, thinking of her honest and lovely brother, even if that other family is described as good, she still has a strong reluctance in her heart.

But Eniang said that this is what her daughter's family has to go through. Even if there is reluctance, even if there is apprehension, she has to face it bravely.

And Mao Mingxuan's house will also sit on Mao's carrier.

It stands to reason that a boy as old as Mao Mingxuan, even if he is not married, will usually have one or two girls around him. It is not only about taking care of daily life, but also about relieving needs.

But firstly, the Mao family is upright, and secondly, Mao Mingxuan himself is dedicated to his studies, and he has no requirements for this. Therefore, Chen and Mao have not been prepared. Mao Mingxuan's side only had a small tiger waiting for him.

Now that he is about to get married, Mao Chengyun remembered that his son was still an unopened Mao boy. It's not good if it's a joke on the wedding night, or if it hurts the future daughter-in-law. That's why he thought of coming to Mao Mingxuan to talk about what was going on with the gift of the husband and wife.

Before he could make it clear, he saw Mao Mingxuan's face slightly red, and he coughed and said, "Amma, I know all this, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Huh?" Mao Chengyun was stunned for a moment, and soon asked with a calm face: "How do you know?" ”

Could it be that you didn't study well and went to the land of fireworks? After all, there are many children from rich families among the classmates of Mao Mingxuan Academy, and it is not unusual if they are taken there.

But the Mao family has always forbidden their children to go to that kind of place. Mao Chengyun stared at Mao Mingxuan with a pair of eyes, as long as he said one or two, a beating was indispensable!

As soon as Mao Mingxuan saw his own Ama like this, he knew that he had misunderstood. He smiled bitterly and said, "Amma, don't you know what your son is like?" How is it possible to go to that kind of place. ”

"And where did you find out?" Mao Cheng frowned.

Discussing this kind of problem with Amma, Mao Mingxuan was also a little embarrassed. But I also know that if I can't say this clearly, with Mao's temperament, I will definitely not let him go.

He got up and went to the small cabinet at the bedside, took out a wooden box, and put it in front of Mao Chengyun.

Mao Chengyun glanced at him suspiciously, opened the wooden box and saw that there was a book inside. When he opened it, Mao Carrier's face turned red.

"You got this from?" Mao tried to make his voice sound steady.

This wooden box actually contains a picture of the Spring Palace!

No wonder Mao Mingxuan, this kid said he knew everything! I found out from this! But where did you get this atlas?

"Yes, my son went to buy it after the marriage." Mao Mingxuan didn't hide it. He hadn't asked for intercourse before, it was to concentrate on his studies. But now that he is about to get married, if he doesn't understand, what will he do on the wedding night?

Mao Mingxuan has always been a person who doesn't like to do things that he is not sure of. Therefore, it is natural to think about it.

It's not that such pamphlets have not been circulated among classmates, and some people have made an appointment to go up to the Qinglou together. He hadn't been involved before. But this time when it comes to sexual happiness, he is no longer shy, and deliberately dragged someone to get a copy.

Mao Chengyun didn't expect this answer, and he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know what to say. After a while, he said: "Since you have considered it yourself. Amma doesn't have much to say. So saying, he threw the pamphlet back into the wooden box and covered it.

Mao Mingxuan quickly put the wooden box back in its place, and both father and son secretly breathed a sigh of relief.