The residence of the old marquis and his wife is in the main courtyard of the Hou Mansion, called "Fu'an Hall".

Ruan Geng was too old to be on the battlefield, so the emperor handed over the two large camps on the outskirts of Beijing to him, which was equivalent to handing over the safety of Gyeonggi to him, and he trusted him quite a lot.

On weekdays, Ruan Geng is mostly in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, and occasionally he goes back to the Hou Mansion to live for a few days, and Mrs. Ruan is left in Fu'an Hall, which seems a little deserted.

When she woke up after a nap, Mrs. Ruan sat alone in the hall, her cheeks dragging in deep thought.

There are two sons in the big room and the second room, and they both go to the royal academy "Heavenly Dao Academy" to study, and they only return once in ten days and half a month.

Qin Ruolan went to Fu'an Hall to talk to Mrs. Ruan two times in three days, but she had been thinking about it behind closed doors recently, but she hadn't come for some days.

Thinking of the third room, Ruan Mianmian's little face naturally appeared in front of Mrs. Ruan's eyes, he was six or seven points like Ruan Qi, the little milk dumplings were more delicate than his father, and the charm between the eyebrows was even more similar.

Old Madam Ruan let out a long sigh and sat up straight, she stretched out her hand and waited for the maid next to her to serve the tea bowl.

After taking a few sips of tea, Mrs. Ruan handed over the tea bowl, and the maid hurriedly caught it with both hands.

"Why don't you see Mama Yun?" As soon as Old Madam Ruan finished speaking, she saw Mama Yun walking in from outside.

"Old lady, the old marquis is back."

"Old thing, do you still know to come back?" Old Madam Ruan's mouth fell, but she couldn't help but smile.

Mama Yun's mouth opened, she wanted to say something but she didn't say anything.

Old Madam Ruan noticed: "Ah Yun, you have also learned to swallow and vomit, can't the old man bring a woman back?" ”

Hearing this, Mama Yun laughed and said: "Where the old lady said, even if the old marquis has that heart, he doesn't have that courage, not when he was young, let alone now." ”

The few maids who were waiting in the hall and the little maids who were waiting outside the door covered their mouths with their hands and forced themselves to laugh.

"As long as you have a poor mouth, you don't have a decent age." Old Madam Ruan's depression swept away, and her eyes fell on the door, "He went back to the room to change clothes?" ”

"The old marquis hasn't arrived at Fu'an Hall yet?"

"Did he send someone back to report first?"

"Not really."

Old Madam Ruan glanced at Mama Yun in surprise, and she stepped forward and said, "The old marquis is walking towards Fu'an Hall with the little prince. ”

"Little boy?" Old Madam Ruan was surprised, "You mean Mianmian?" ”

"yes." Mama Yun stopped here when she said this, "You guys, all stand down." ”

Seeing a few maids coming out, Mrs. Ruan sat upright and waited for Mama Yun to explain.

"It's spread all over the house, the old marquis took the little boy's hand, and he was smiling all the way, and it was said that they chatted very happily."

Old Madam Ruan was also surprised: "You mean that the old man and Mianmian have a good conversation?" ”

"yes." Mama Yun couldn't help but praise, "Several sons were quite restrained when they saw the old marquis, but they didn't expect the little boy to enter his eyes." ”

"Not to mention the grandchildren, the eldest and second are dozens of years old, and now they are still trembling when they see the old man."

"The third master is quite close to the old marquis."

"Qi'er was also afraid of his father when he was young, and it was not until he was a teenager that he communicated more with the old man, and the father and son became more intimate."

"Old lady, there is everything in the house now."

"If you pass the word, the Hou Mansion will not leave a broken mouth, and it will be enough to stop."

"The slave understands." Mama Yun lowered her voice, "I'm just afraid of the big room and the second room...... ”

Old Madam Ruan said unhappily: "Who do we love to see or not, who dare to object?" ”

"It's the slave who is overwhelmed."

"I don't know what benefits the third room has given you? Say good things for them these days. ”

"Slaves and maids have served you for decades, and no one dares to take the benefits except what you reward."

"If others say I don't believe it, but what Ayun says, I believe it."

"Don't hide it from the old lady, I saw the appearance of the little boy clearly, the third master is a slave and a maid watched him grow up, and when he saw that god-like little face, he felt very kind."

Nodding her head, Old Madam Ruan was silent, and after a moment she let out a long sigh, and Mama Yun suddenly knelt down.

"Ah Yun, what are you kneeling down for?"

"The slave is not going to disobey you to say something heart-wrenching. Old lady, the deceased has passed away, and I hope to cherish the person in front of me. ”

Old Madam Ruan's face was instantly ugly, and pain flashed in her eyes.

Mama Yun had tears in her eyes: "Ah Yun, I'm not for others, I just feel sorry for you, and I can't bear to see you torture yourself." ”

"Only you have the guts to say heart-wrenching things in front of me. I'll think about it. It's cold on the ground, so get up. Old Madam Ruan stretched out her hand and helped her hand.

"Thank you, old lady."

Mama Yun stood up, the master and servant were both teary-eyed, and Ruan Qi fell into the water is the pain in the hearts of the old marquis and his wife.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and Mama Yun raised her sleeve and wiped the corners of her eyes and walked towards the door.

"Who's coming? It's so noisy. Old Madam Ruan frowned slightly.

"Miss Ruolan is here." A little far away, Mama Yun vaguely saw it, "Huh! The maid next to her seemed to be holding Xue'er in her hands. ”

At the same time that Qin Ruolan came to the outside of the hall, Ruan Geng led Ruan Mianmian and they just walked into the door of Fu'an Hall.

Ruan Mianmian looked around curiously, she had never been here, but she also saw that this courtyard was more delicate than other places.

"Grandpa, you live here, it seems that you are a distinguished guest of the Hou Mansion."

"Wrong, wrong, I'm not a guest, I'm a host."

The little short legs were suddenly retracted, and Ruan Mianmian's mind spun quickly.

The old man is not a subordinate nor a guest, and there is only one master in the Hou Mansion who meets his age.

Ruan Mianmian knelt down respectfully and kowtowed: "I've seen my grandfather, say hello to my grandfather." ”

Ruan Geng looked stunned when he saw this: "Little guy, you recognize the wrong person." ”

"Didn't you just say that this is your home, then you must be my grandfather, the Marquis of Ding'an."

"You call me grandfather?"

"You're my father's father, aren't you my grandfather?"

"Who is your father?"

"Ruan Qi."

"You are the son of the third child! You can talk! “

"Grandfather, my name is Ruan Mianmian, I can speak, but I didn't want to speak in the past."

Ruan Geng picked up Ruan Mianmian and looked at it carefully, and muttered: "No wonder it is similar to the third child when he was a child, Lao Tzu has lost his eyes, and he can't even recognize his grandson." ”

"Then you look carefully and remember me well." Ruan Mianmian's little face approached Ruan Geng and grabbed his beard casually, "I won't look away next time." ”

"Little doll, presumptuous!" Ruan Geng raised his hand and knocked on Ruan Mianmian's head.

The grandparents and grandchildren looked at each other and laughed, and unconsciously the distance between them was much closer.

"Grandfather, since I came to your courtyard, Mianmian feels that I should go and say hello to my grandmother."

"Well, it's a sensible child." Ruan Geng looked up at the sky, "Your grandmother must be in the hall at this time." Go, grandfather will take you over. ”