Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

Pearl Garden.

"Are you really obsessed with it?"

Wang Jing sat down respectfully and recounted what happened yesterday.

The two cousins ​​were helping someone put on clothes on the street and behaving intimately. The two young ladies were staring at them intently at the window, unable to look away for a long time. On the way back, the two young ladies were whispering in the carriage, as if they had a disagreement.

When getting off the carriage, Miss Seven asked for the address. Learning that Wangshu's mother was an excellent embroiderer, she said, "Look at those clothes. They're quite interesting. It's a good idea to order them so we can go for spring and summer outings and horseback riding outside the city." Finally, she added, whether intentionally or not, "Fourth Aunt's son is about to get married. I'd like to wish you all the best."

Hearing this, Aunt Wang slammed the table lightly, "That girl!" She ruined her plans. She said she would see things through, but she kept leaning against her son.

"Send someone to see me immediately!" The pregnant woman looked up at the sky and urged anxiously: "Yuan'er hasn't come yet!"

Soon there was a reply: "Young General Qin replied that everything is fine. I hope Auntie takes care of herself and there is no need to worry about him."

Aunt Wang was so angry that she smashed a tea bowl.

As it was getting dark, Fang Hui, who had been sent to meet him, replied, "Miss Ji is unwell and is currently bedridden. She has failed to live up to the expectations of her aunt."

One, two! Rebellion!

The tea bowls in Mingzhu Garden were broken into pieces all over the floor.

At night, a grand celebration banquet was held in the front yard.

Aunt Wang sent someone around to report the matter, and the general waved his hand in agreement. The servants quickly walked up to Qin Xiuyuan. Under the curious gossip of everyone, the young man who was one of the protagonists stood up and saluted, then turned and went to the backyard.

"Look at our military commander. He can have a celebration banquet and see his mother at the same time. This is much better than us just eating and drinking!"

Zhao Er at the next table spoke in a neither loud nor soft voice, and people at several nearby tables followed suit with a chuckle. Qin Xiuyuan walked away without stopping.

Aunt Wang was waiting at a table eating, with her cousin at her side. "Are you here? Sit down and eat."

The voice in his memory called him.

"Yuan'er, call daddy over, it's time for dinner!"

"Yuan'er, come back soon, it's time for dinner!"

In the small hall, a family of three, one meat and one vegetable, sat around the table to eat. From time to time, the voice would gossip, "Mrs. Zhang on our left gave birth to a son yesterday."

Dad was a little surprised when he replied, "I haven't heard Brother Zhang speak for himself today." Later they talked about his son's studies. The man praised him and the woman picked up her favorite meat.

They chatted and laughed at the table, all of them focusing on the people and things around them.

It was an insignificant daily routine back then, but in the past six or seven years, he would always remember his mother calling him in the living room, "Yuan'er, call daddy over, it's time for dinner!"

Instead of the present moment, “Come, sit down and eat.”

"Hello, mother. Xiuyuan just finished eating."

Aunt Wang had no appetite to begin with. "I've called you over and over again, but you still don't come. What's wrong? Mother can't get you to come anymore?"

"Mother, you are pregnant, please take care of yourself. The child has grown up."

I don't want to hear him repeating the same thing over and over again, "When you grow up, you're no longer my son? Can't your mother see you if she wants to?" He has made great contributions, but he still looks stubborn!

Suddenly I remembered that Wangshu mentioned Ji's father drinking wine with prostitutes again and again last night. Ji's father was defeated every time, but he was not angry.

"Mother also didn't see her son for a year." The old story was brought up again.

"Pah!" The rice that hadn't been touched fell to the ground with a loud bang. Wang stared at him, unable to see that he had grown a rebellious mind! He kept stabbing her!

Qin Xiuyuan took a step back, his expression calm and collected. "If mother is still looking for me because of what happened last time, I will still think the same. I hope mother will not bother the Ji family in the future. We are from a small family, working hard every day just to make a living, and we don't want to add unnecessary troubles."

The last meeting is still fresh in my mind.

"Why hasn't the mother seen her son so many times before?"

……

"Regarding my son's marriage, my mother said five years ago that marriage is a free choice. I hope she can continue to be considerate of others and respect her son's freedom of marriage."

Aunt Wang naturally couldn't forget it, and she was furious. She couldn't beat him, and she wouldn't listen to his scolding. In this situation, if she kicked him out, she wouldn't know when she would see him again. "Jing'er, you go down first."

Only mother and son were left in the room. Aunt Wang's eyes instantly blurred with tears, and she choked up a little: "Yuan'er, are you and her from the same family, and I am an outsider? Do you know how that sickly girl acted in front of me last time, agreeing to break off the engagement with you, and then waited for you to return after you had accomplished something, and then she kept clinging to you?"

"Yuan'er, why don't you understand that marrying her is completely useless? Would Mother harm you? The general thinks highly of you and promotes you, and Mother has mentioned to them, intentionally or not, that the Seventh and Eighth Misses in the mansion have shown a fondness for you yesterday. In the future, you should come to Mother more often and meet her. This will help, and Mother doesn't need to explain it explicitly. Jing'er likes you, too. Mother hopes that in the future you will have a strong family, a virtuous wife and beautiful concubines, many children, and live a life of wealth and glory."

My heart gradually became numb. He said his thing and she did her thing.

After the man finished speaking with tears in his eyes, Qin Xiuyuan glanced at the man's bloated waist. His voice was calm and without any fluctuation, but a hint of coldness and ruthlessness came out: "Mother, take care of yourself. My son is dull and has no ambition. You don't have to worry about him anymore. Please don't mention me in front of outsiders. Although my father has passed away and my family is not well-off, I, Qin Xiuyuan, am also an upright man. Since I have a fiancée, I should keep silent about it from other unmarried women. Mother, she has been ill for many years, which is unfortunate. She has never done anything evil. Some evil people attack your son and call him a jinx. Do you know how your son feels? Do you know how she and her parents feel when you call her like this?"

I was infuriated at first, but what about the unlucky star after that? This series of questions left me speechless. "She...she doesn't even consider me your mother. She keeps calling me aunt!"

Looking at this luxurious living room, this extravagant home, just one cup of wine is a lifetime expense that ordinary people can never dream of. "In this house, they have to call you Lady Qin, Aunt Qin?"

Mother, do you dare to agree?

A tear forced itself into his eye socket, staining that light color, as if it had countless words to say. It fell on his uncomfortable stomach, but was finally suppressed. The light color was too light, almost silent. He sighed and said helplessly, "Mother, my son is going home. I hope you take care of yourself."

Qin Niangzi, Qin Yi Niang, a single word makes a world of difference. Yi Niang Wang sat slumped in the wide chair for a long time without saying a word.

The round-necked robe fits him well, and he stands tall and straight like a pine or cypress tree. With a solemn and cold expression, Wang Jing stared at the light-colored hairband hanging in front of him, recalling the man who ran on the street yesterday with a red neck holding the girl's hand. It seemed like two different people.

"Cousin, there's no need to see me off. Goodbye now."

Without waiting for a reply, the man had already walked forward with big strides. She didn't know whether to respond or follow him. She just stood there alone, watching his back as he walked away.

General Qin heard that the mother and son had parted ways on bad terms again, "He's quite stubborn, a bit like his father."

The housekeeper said: "It's a shame that the general appreciates him. He is so tactless."

General Qin smiled. A man without much courage, always relying on his elders and accepting everything, is no different from that spineless and wobbly little girl!

The training in the military camp and the experience on the battlefield are all about soldiers who are upright and have determination in their minds and actions.

He never panicked when faced with difficulties, and became more and more mature, with a look of calmness and a fear in his heart.