When Lan's mother mentioned her dark history, she immediately became depressed.

She begged for mercy: "Mom, I'm a grandmother now, can you at least give me some face? Aren't those mistakes made when I was young and ignorant? I'm very reliable now, please let me go!"

Lan's mother snorted coldly: "It's good that you know what's going on. I'll have to tighten your skin from time to time in the future to prevent you from getting confused."

Lan didn't dare to say anything more and simply ran to the side to watch her three grandsons eat. She barely escaped her mother's tight control.

Life at the Lan family is particularly relaxing.

You don’t have to worry about things at home. You can just eat, drink and chat with your elders every day.

You don’t have to take care of your children yourself.

There are many children in the Lan family, some are older, and some are about the same age as Doubao and his friends.

Everyone had the same status and was a relative, and the Lan family's children all had very good upbringing, so the three children quickly integrated into the group.

Before, Lu Zhenzhen and Fu Zhiyi hid from their three children and secretly went to have a couple's meal.

Within two days, the three children disappeared after getting up in the morning.

You can't see it until dinner time.

After finishing the meal, he let go and it was gone.

You can only watch it before going to bed at night.

If Fu Zhiyi was busier and went out early and came back late, he wouldn't be able to see his three children all day.

The Lan family is living a peaceful life here.

The Fu family over there is in a miserable state.

The third master spends every day alone in his empty room, feeling bored.

When the Marquis's Mansion learned that Chengzi had been named the Lord of Nanyue, they sent someone to congratulate him. They wanted to bring him to the Marquis' Mansion to play for two days and hold a celebratory banquet for Chengzi at the Marquis' Mansion.

The third master, who was filled with anger, was chased back directly.

But the gift was accepted.

The Marquis' Mansion originally wanted to take this opportunity to return to the circle of nobles.

Let everyone see that the Ningping Marquis' Mansion has not collapsed. Although the Marquis Fu Zhijian is mediocre in grace, his brother Fu Zhiyi is a big shot in front of the emperor.

It also shows everyone that although the two families have separated, the relationship between them is still good.

Even for Fu Zhiyi's sake, everyone had to look up to the Ningping Marquis' Mansion.

Unexpectedly, he was sent back by the third master without even seeing Fu Zhiyi.

Later, I found out that Fu Zhiyi's family, except for the third master who was looking after the house, had all gone to stay at the Lan family for a while.

When the old marquis heard the news, he felt lost for a long time.

Old Madam Bai heaved a long sigh. Her great-grandson and great-granddaughter had returned to Beijing, and the Marquis' Mansion came to pay their respects and have dinner as a routine.

As for the Lan family, they just stayed there for a while.

He clearly distinguishes between close and distant relatives, as if afraid that others will not know.

Fu Zhijian couldn't help but complain a few words. It was such a big happy event, but Fu Zhiyi didn't inform the Marquis' Mansion and actually went to stay at the Lan family for a while. Isn't this telling others that they have become estranged?

In the past few years, Mrs. Hu has become cold-hearted towards Fu Zhijian.

After hearing this, I couldn't help but say, "My Lord, you're such a forgetful person. When you separated the third room, why didn't you say you were worried about alienation? When you tried to plead for me and caused my fourth brother's wife to have a premature birth, why didn't you say you were worried about alienation?"

"With all these things, who wouldn't feel a little uncomfortable? Fourth brother and his wife are already respectable people. After returning to the capital, they immediately returned to the Marquis' Mansion and gave the Marquis' Mansion enough face."

"What else do you want? Don't you think about it? Even if Fourth Brother and his wife were at home, I'm afraid they wouldn't agree to your idea."

"My cousins, who separated long ago, have their daughters named village lords. If they really want to celebrate, why not hold a banquet at home? Why do they have to come to our mansion? It's not legitimate and will only make people talk about it."

"My Lord, you know Fourth Brother better than a woman like me what kind of person he is. He's not someone who can be manipulated. I remember Fourth Brother supported you at first, and you two had a pretty good relationship. But then things started to drift apart. Have you ever really considered your own problems?"

"When there's a benefit, they take advantage of it. When there's trouble, they push it onto others. They can only share the good times, but not the bad times. Even brothers can turn against each other, let alone cousins."

"Have you forgotten that beast Fu Zhiming?"

"If you were to keep quiet, Lord, and not cause trouble for my fourth brother and his wife, I'm afraid it would be better."

"If this continues, Fourth Brother will really be fed up with the Marquis' Mansion. Now that the old man and the old lady are still alive, Fourth Brother still has to be cautious. If the old man and the old lady are no longer alive, do you want to have no contact with Fourth Brother and his family forever?"

Hu's words almost tore Fu Zhijian's face off, and she even stepped on him twice.

Fu Zhijian was embarrassed and tried to save his face: "Who am I doing this for? Is it for myself? Or for the future of the Marquisate and Bo Ge'er?"

"You're so good! Instead of saying anything kind, you're picking on me! If you had half the ability of Fourth Brother's wife, I wouldn't have to be so servile and look down on him like that!"

Mrs. Hu sneered and refused to back down. "If the Marquis had half the ability of my fourth brother, he wouldn't have ended up like this! Men are incompetent in front of others, but they blame the women in the backyard for their incompetence! I don't have the ability of my fourth brother's wife, so I'm sorry that the Marquis can't eat my soft rice!"

"You, you, you--" Fu Zhijian's face flushed red, he stomped his feet, and left with a flick of his sleeves.

The two parted unhappily.

Sister Yue, who had grown sensible, came out from the inner room and looked at Mrs. Hu worriedly: "Mom, if you quarrel with Dad like this, aren't you pushing him out?"

Hu smiled bitterly.

Over the years, she never hid anything that happened to her from Sister Yue, for fear that she would develop a naive character.

At this moment, he explained to Sister Yue in detail, "A few years ago, I thought your father was different from your grandfather. No matter what, he was at least good to us, mother and son. Even if he had some selfish motives, it was for the good of our family."

"In the past two years, your father has been confined to his home by His Majesty for self-reflection. He has become increasingly stubborn and superficial."

"Your father was the one most valued by your great-grandfather and was also the one most deeply influenced by him. Every day he thought about how to bring honor to the family and continue the Marquisate's legacy, and he was almost obsessed with it."

"Unfortunately, your father's talents and abilities are limited. It's unlikely that he could bring honor to the family on his own. So he wanted to drag your fourth uncle into devoting himself to the Marquisate."

"But don't you think about it? Your fourth uncle has no title to inherit, and the Marquisate had wronged him so much in the past. How could he be willing to work hard for the Marquisate? We can see all this clearly, but your father seems to be possessed by a demon and can't understand it at all."

"In this mansion, the old marquis is just like your father. The old lady has long stopped asking about external affairs. Your grandmother loves your father the most. After all, I am the only one who can tell him a few words of truth."

"If we can scold him and wake him up, that would be great. The title of Marquis has been passed down through five generations, and it's only the fifth generation since it was passed down to your brother. So what if we keep a low profile now? If we teach your brother well, and your brother teaches his descendants well, we might be able to rebuild the Marquisate. Why put our hopes on others?"

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