The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

Song Shengfu stood up and wanted to go to the west room. Seeing this, Lu stood up and helped her. Song Shengfu did not refuse. She said to Lu in a gentle voice as they walked:

"Some things are better left unsaid. I won't say more, lest you get bored. Let's go and see how those two are doing."

Lu kept saying that she didn't dare and helped Song Shengfu to the west room.

At this time, Kang Ge'er was staring at Duan Jingzong opposite him with red eyes, tears in his eyes about to fall.

Duan Jingzong was holding the black piece and was about to make a move when he heard a sound at the door and looked up.

When he saw his mother and wife coming in, before he could stand up, he looked at his fat son with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly he asked anxiously with a nervous look:

"What's wrong, Kang Ge'er? Are you feeling unwell?"

Song Shengfu and Lu had just come in and were admiring the harmony between father and son when they saw this scene.

The two were also a little confused. They were fine just now, so why did it suddenly become like this?

Duan Chengkang also heard the sound coming from behind, turned around and saw his grandmother and mother coming in.

Suddenly I couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into tears.

What Song Shengfu saw was a fat boy holding a chess piece tightly in his hand. His head turned, his eyes wide open, tears streaming down his face, and soon his face turned red.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lu quickly stepped forward, hugged Kang Ge'er, and used her hand to test the temperature of his forehead. She asked anxiously:

"What's wrong, Kang'er? You were fine just now. Don't cry. Tell your mother what's wrong with you."

Song Shengfu also walked forward, glanced at the chessboard, and understood what was going on. She looked at them with a smile.

Duan Jingzong was also very nervous and started coughing and wheezing. The maid standing next to him immediately brought him tea and helped him drink it.

Seeing that her husband was also feeling unwell, Mrs. Lu asked sharply:

"How did you serve them? Didn't you see that the two masters were not feeling well?"

Song Shengfu sat on the embroidered stool beside her and watched quietly without saying a word. The maids beside her were so scared that they quickly knelt on the ground. A maid who served her closely replied tremblingly:

"Madam, the young master was fine just now, but suddenly he started crying."

Song Shengfu looked at the little maids, their faces pale with fear, and then she spoke:

"Ask Kang Ge'er first."

Then she waved to Kang Ge'er. When Duan Chengkang heard his grandmother calling him, he thought of the chess game just now.

So she broke free from her mother's arms, quickly got off the bed and ran to Song Shengfu's arms, sobbing and accusing her in a tearful voice:

"Grandma, I...I lost. Dad is too strong. I kept losing just now. I never want to play with Dad again."

After saying that, Duan Chengkang threw himself into Song Shengfu's arms and burst into tears again. Duan Jingzong recovered and heard his son say this. He looked at the chessboard in front of him and felt a little embarrassed. The chess pieces in his hand became a little hot.

When Mrs. Lu heard what Kang Ge'er said, she was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It was also the first time for Song Shengfu to see this fat boy crying like this, and she found it a little funny.

Seeing the little chubby boy crying pitifully, Song Shengfu patted her eldest grandson in her arms and told him to stop crying. At the same time, she glared at Duan Jingzong and said to him unhappily, "You are so old, and you don't even know how to let the child go."

Duan Jingzong felt a little innocent. He seldom communicated with his children, and today was the first time he was so close to his son.

Seeing Kang Ge'er crying so sadly, he suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly got up and walked over to touch his fat son's head.

"Don't cry, Kang'er. It's your father's fault. Otherwise, let's play the next round. I will definitely let you win this round."

Duan Chengkang was still crying but looked up and asked in confusion, "Why would my father say that I'm not good?"

Duan Jingzong didn't expect Kang Ge'er to ask this, and was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

He smiled and said, "Father didn't give in to Kang Ge'er. Father didn't do his job well."

At this time, Duan Chengkang's attention had been diverted and he stopped crying, but was still sobbing.

"Why should father give in to Kang Ge'er? It's because he is not as skilled as others."

Duan Chengkang became depressed as he spoke

"Hero Duan once said that if you lose, it's because you're not as skilled as the other person, and you can't blame others."

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Now Song Shengfu and the other two were confused. What did this have to do with anything?

Song Shengfu was initially pleased to hear Duan Chengkang say that his skills were not as good as others. It seemed that this child had a kind nature and did not have the bad temper of other spoiled children.

But when I heard the next sentence, I was confused. Who is this hero?

Duan Jingzong and Lu were also puzzled.

When Duan Chengkang saw that his father did not reply to him, he looked up and saw the confused faces of his grandmother, father and mother.

Song Shengfu recalled that Duan Chengkang liked to read storybooks, and asked tentatively:

"What storybooks have you read recently?"

When Duan Chengkang heard his grandmother ask this, he stopped crying and pulled Song Shengfu's sleeve excitedly.

"Grandma, do you know Hero Duan too? I've been listening to Chen Gao's story about the book 'The Wandering World' recently. The Hero Duan in it is quite amazing."

Chen Gao, Song Shengfu thought of this person, oh no, another troublemaker, but now the servant has not done anything yet, so let's keep him for the time being.

When Mrs. Lu heard that Duan Chengkang not only used idioms but was also so sensible, she was overjoyed. She squatted down and hugged her eldest son, praising Kang Ge'er for being so amazing that he could even use idioms.

Duan Jingzong also said that Chen Gao should be rewarded handsomely for his contribution in teaching the eldest son, and Song Shengfu did not stop him.

After this ordeal, Song Shengfu felt exhausted and wanted to rest. She felt that exercise should be put on the agenda. She felt so tired without doing anything yet. She had to exercise more in the future. She wanted to live longer.

After sending the family of three away, Song Shengfu went back to sleep.

As the sun was setting, Song Shengfu was helped by Suqiu to finish her medicine after dinner. She was holding a candied fruit in her mouth to relieve the bitterness when Suchun came in and said that Aunt Wang wanted to see her.

Song Shengfu then remembered that the young man she met that day was the fourth child in the family, and he was not her biological son, but the son of Aunt Wang, who had been raised by her since birth.

Song Shengfu was a little curious about Aunt Wang. After all, the fourth son Duan Jing'an was really handsome.

He told Suchun, "Please let her in."

After a while, a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a red and white velvet-edged dress and a red and white brocade jacket walked in.

After Aunt Wang came in, she knelt on the ground to pay her respects. Song Shengfu asked her to stand up and sit down to answer. Aunt Wang stood up and sat down. Song Shengfu looked at the person in front of her carefully.

Her hair was tied up in a bun like an ordinary woman's, secured with only two hairpins, and her face was bare of makeup.

His willow-shaped eyebrows and a pair of almond-shaped eyes were particularly eye-catching. Song Shengfu thought that Duan Jing'an must have inherited his almond-shaped eyes from his mother.

His facial features are regular and he may not look that stunning at first glance, but he has a scholarly air that makes him look gentler and more demure.

Aunt Wang felt a little uncomfortable, feeling that the old lady had been staring at her for an unusually long time today. She said anxiously:

"How is your health today, Madam? My mistress is ill and as a concubine, I should be her personal attendant. It is inappropriate for me to come visit her only today. Please punish me, Madam."

I have to say why Aunt Wang, as a concubine, can live such a comfortable life under the mistress. You can tell by the way she speaks. Song Shengfu smiled and replied:

"What are you talking about? Su Chun told me two days ago that you sent someone to ask for an audience. It's just that I really didn't have the energy these days. Besides, I have maids to serve me, so why should I ask a proper master like you to do these rough jobs? Just having this intention is enough."

Aunt Wang was touched. She had met a good mistress who had never deprived her of anything and rarely asked her to set rules. Therefore, she was very grateful.

Aunt Wang was moved and persuaded:

"Madam, you are so kind to me. I am truly blessed. I don't know how to repay your kindness. I wish to light a candle for you every day and pray for your good health and longevity."

Song Shengfu's mouth twitched slightly. Knowing that this was a common practice among the ancients, she did not stop it.

As I recall, Aunt Wang often did things like this. If you didn't let her do it, she would feel uneasy, so I just let her do it.

After chatting for a few minutes, Aunt Wang saw that Song Shengfu was not interested and offered to leave. Song Shengfu asked Suchun to see her out.

After seeing Aunt Wang off, Song Shengfu leaned back in her chair, lost in thought. She felt that Aunt Wang was a smart woman who knew her limits. No wonder Fourth Son Duan Jing'an was able to secure a real job later on; it had everything to do with Aunt Wang's upbringing.

Not to mention the original self. Although he was raised as his own son, he did not pay any attention to the long-term development of his children and grandchildren.

Born into a family of nobility, he carried with him the bad habits of nobility, unable to see his family's true situation and neglecting the upbringing of his children and grandchildren. The Earl's Mansion was already declining, and without outstanding children and grandchildren to support it, the family ultimately fell into ruin.

At this time, Suqiu brought a bowl of medicinal food, which was a recipe that Old Xu had specially prescribed for Song Shengfu to nourish her body.

Song Shengfu thought of her physical condition and decided to start exercising from tomorrow to make her body stronger.

After all, the most important thing to do great things is to have a healthy body.