Mei Jinsong stopped suddenly, turned around and asked, "Didn't my mother celebrate her birthday in July?" ”

"My brother is such a good son." Muelle sneered, "My mother celebrates her birthday in June every year, and she buys gifts by herself every year, and she says that it was given by her brother." It's good that my brother forgot his mother's birthday. I know this, I said that my brother slept too much and had a poor memory, I don't know, I thought my brother was not born to my mother! ”

Mei Jinsong's face turned red directly into a monkey's belly.

To tell the truth, the last time Mei Guerlan returned to the door, Sun cried very badly in Songhezhai, crying and saying that he wanted to go back to his parents' house, Mei Jinsong was very ashamed at that time, and looked at Sun standing at the door trembling all over, he didn't dare to look directly into his mother's eyes.

At that time, Mei Jinsong fled the scene in a hurry, and for more than half a month, he did not return home to visit Sun. The reason is that he has a weak heart, and he feels that he has no face to see his mother.

He didn't have any deep reflection, everything was just an unfilial son's subconscious sense of indebtedness to his mother. That feeling is innate, just like mother's love that doesn't matter in return, it comes from instinct.

After Mei Guerlain finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

"You wait!" Mei Jinsong stopped her.

"Brother is still in trouble?" Mei Guerlan turned her head and sneered, "Brother, don't worry, what you just said, I will tell the sixth aunt word for word, and I will definitely not let them disturb my brother's Qingning." ”

"No, it's not! When did you become so sharp-tongued? Mei Jinsong hurriedly defended two sentences, and then gave an order to one of the two little guys at the door.

The little servant ran back to the courtyard, and in a few moments came out with a box of pastries.

Mei Guerlan took a look at it and said disdainfully: "My brother's kindness and sister understand it, but I don't like to eat red plum cakes." ”

"Whoever said it was for you, it was for our mother!" Mei Jin was anxious to scold her mother.

Mure Guerlain took the pastry box from the little girl's hand, and when she saw it, it was actually Yi Ji's rose cake.

She looked at Mei Jinsong with a suspicious look.

My mother is my favorite to eat rose crisp, when did you know about this product?

Mei Jinsong was uncomfortable by his sister's vicious eyes, so he turned his head and said, "When you go back, you can send it yourself, or send the little maid to deliver it, and be sure to deliver this box of dim sum to your mother." Let's just say, when I have a few days to spare, I'll go to visit her. ”

After saying that, he turned around and went back to the courtyard.

Magerine glanced at him and turned away.

As he walked, he was still thinking in his heart, when did he know that his mother loved to eat rose crisp?

Ahead, two maidens were already waiting in front of the carriage.

When Mei Guerlan saw the spring season, her eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, the last time I went back to my parents' house, Camellia stayed in Wu Mansion to watch the house, and there was only one spring service by her side. That day, at the gate of Songhezhai's courtyard, everyone teased and ridiculed the injured Mei Jinsong, and it was at that time that the third aunt Zhu inadvertently mentioned it, saying that her mother didn't like to eat red plum cakes, but loved to eat rose cakes.

Mei Guerlan glanced at the pastry box in her hand, and remembered that Mei Jinsong didn't dare to look at her awkward appearance.

I couldn't help sneering in my heart, her good brother was even ashamed?

It seems that the beating at the beginning still had a little effect. And the tongues and bends that Fei Fei made later, did not waste time in vain.

Mei Guerlan glanced back at the "Jiaofeng Courtyard", and she was even more sure of an idea: her cheap brother would only know who was really for his good and who was his real relative after suffering a big loss.

In his previous life, he only completely woke up after being kicked out of his house and living on the streets, and I hope this time, he won't wake up too late.

……

When Mei Jinsong returned to the courtyard, he was sullen all the time, first watering the flowers and teasing the birds, but there was no smile on his face.

Bai Ruji naturally saw it in her eyes, stood on the steps in front of the upper room, and didn't persuade him, but only said quietly: "Guerlain is a good sister." ”

Mei Jinsong didn't say anything, and continued to tease his crickets with grass stalks.

Bai Ruji said again: "Your mother is also for your good." It is only natural for a son to honor his mother. ”

Mei Jinsong said "um".

Bai Ruji smiled slightly and said, "Since Guerlain has taken over the rose cake, it will inevitably be sent to your mother." When you look back, you see your mother, just say that you thought of it by accident, so you went to Yiji to buy it, don't say it's my idea. If she knew that I had given you the idea, she wouldn't think of it for the better. In this way, your filial piety will also become a bad heart, and the gains outweigh the losses. ”

Mei Jinsong glanced at the woman on the steps, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Aunt Ru is used to thinking too much." Don't worry, I won't say it, just say it's my own idea. ”

When Bai Ruji heard this, she smiled with satisfaction, and went back to the house to do her own business.

Mei Jinsong looked at the gently swaying door curtain, and sighed again in his heart, no wonder his father has been obsessed with this woman all his life, but she is too careful about doing things.

She can think of things for you that you can't think of yourself, and she knows you better than you do.

He smiled and shook his head, and couldn't help frowning when he thought that there were so many twists and turns in even honoring his mother.

Come to this world for a trip, in just a few decades, crying today, making trouble tomorrow, do people still have a little time to belong to themselves?

Bother!

It's better to stay with the cricket, poke it with the grass stem, and it will move, and if you don't poke it, you won't move.

Crickets are really interesting!

……

Mei Jinsong was teasing the crickets, and on the side of the Yuhuan Tea Society, the members had finished fighting the crickets, divided the winners and losers, and drank tea and chatted.

The scale of the tea house is not large, but there are more than 20 people, and sometimes it is cold or busy, and ten people are not enough. However, this does not disturb the Yaxing of your noble sons at all, as long as they are free, they will each bring their domestic crickets to compete between winners and losers, and taste a fashionable fragrant tea by the way.

The members gathered in groups of three or five, and Wu Moyun and the two sons sat together near the entrance of the pavilion. The little guy Ah Yuan was in charge of pouring tea, and several people were chatting while drinking, but they were also at ease.

Of course, the three of them chatted, Wu Moyun said less and listened more, mainly the other two were talking.

On his left is the eighth son of the prime minister's family, and on the right is the cousin of the Shangshu family.

The content of the conversation is mostly current rumors and strange talks.

"Have you heard, the prince of Zhongshan County Mansion got married today, and I wanted to hold a beautiful event, but when I visited the church, a man who was crazy suddenly rushed out, hugged Mrs. Shizi and kissed and touched, so it was not lively!" The prime minister's concubine said.

(End of chapter)