The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

"Just mind your own business. You don't need to worry about me. If you need anything, your elder brother is there for you."

"A son wants to show more filial piety to his mother, but it's just lip service. There's no real need to worry about it."

Duan Jing'an said with a smile, her tone was familiar, just like a real mother and son.

"I know you're filial, so go spend more time with your biological mother. She hasn't been in good health in the past two years, so it would be good to spend more time with her if you have time."

Duan Jingan felt warm in his heart, "I saved it."

His mother never hesitated to mention his biological mother in front of others, and she was also very caring towards his aunt.

"It's good that it's not necessary. Every time Sister Qiong and Brother Ji go, she feels much better. The older she gets, the less she likes quiet. She says she wants peace and quiet, but in her heart she still longs for more noise and bustle."

Song Shengfu had less contact with Aunt Wang. Firstly, their status meant that Aunt Wang was overly respectful to her and even spoke carefully.

She would feel uncomfortable if I talked to her often, so I just gave her time to do her own things without her having to come to visit me every day.

Secondly, there is a big age gap between them, and they are not his juniors, so they can't communicate with each other.

Instead of letting her come out and flatter me carefully, it would be better to let her children and grandchildren spend more time with her.

"That's what mother said."

Duan Jing'an massaged Song Shengfu's legs with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy, just right.

He lowered his head slightly, his hair neatly tied back.

Unlike his youth, he has now experienced the baptism of time and become calm and peaceful.

"As I get older, my legs and feet aren't working as well. I had a chair made for me the other day, so I can have someone push it when I go out. This way, my old legs won't feel the pain any more."

Song Shengfu was open-minded as she had experienced this once before.

"Alright, alright, you've been tired all day, take a break. Instead of serving an old woman like me, you might as well spend more time with your son."

Song Shengfu retracted her old legs and pointed at the well-behaved Ji Ge'er over there with a smile.

Duan Jing'an narrowed his eyes and glanced at him.

When he looked away, he became a well-behaved son again.

"What's up with him?"

After hearing what happened, Duan Jing'an smiled but said nothing, but Ji Ge'er felt goosebumps all over his body.

Everyone in the family thinks that my father is gentle and has the best temper.

Although he usually felt this way, the cub was naturally alert to danger, especially when the pressure from his father made his hair stand on end.

After having supper with his mother, Duan Jing'an took his wife and children home.

Brother Ji spoke very quietly, and the fleeting danger had long been forgotten by him.

On the way back, holding his father's hand with one hand and his mother's hand with the other, he chattered non-stop.

"When will my sister come back? I miss her."

"Dad, when are you going to take a vacation? Let's go out and have some fun. We're so bored at home every day."

"Mom, I've been..."

Ding Meishu answered softly, and Duan Jingan listened quietly, answering a sentence or two from time to time.

What a harmonious family of three.

After settling Ji Ge'er down, Ding Meishu came over to help Duan Jing'an undress.

Duan Jing'an leaned slightly to the side, grabbed her hand, and smiled gently.

"Let me do it. I'm not clean. I don't want to make you dirty."

Although he had changed his clothes, he could still faintly smell the smell of rust.

"I'll take a shower first, wait for me."

Ding Meishu's face turned red, she shook off his hand and went into the inner room.

What does it mean to wait for him? It's really...

She patted her face gently, calmed herself down, and secretly cursed herself, wondering if she was overthinking it.

However, she didn't know why, but she did smell an unusual scent on her husband.

Even her stomach felt slightly nauseous, and she was happy and relieved not to have to serve him.

Duan Jing'an, who was outside, watched his wife walk away with a red face, lowered his head slightly and chuckled.

The water in the compartment was already ready, so he untied his belt and went in.

When he came out, his hair was a little wet and steamy.

When I went inside, Ding Meishu was already fast asleep on the bed.

He turned off the light and lay down beside her.

After a while, I felt sleepy and fell asleep.

A good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next day, Ding Meishu was still asleep.

He got up quietly, dressed, and went out.

When passing by the study, he instructed Tongli.

"Put away some books in the study. Don't let my brother read them."

Tong Li immediately understood what was going on and agreed.

When Ding Meishu woke up, the body beside her was already cold.

"The Fourth Master left, why didn't you wake me up?"

Ding Meishu sat up, her eyes still blurry.

"Madam, the Fourth Master forbids the servants from disturbing you."

Listening to the maids' jokes, she felt a little embarrassed even though she was already the mother of two children.

"Alright, you're the only ones who can say that. Hurry up and serve your wife."

Ding Meishu pretended to be calm, but her ears turned red.

If a daughter-in-law sleeps until noon and her mother finds out, she will definitely nag her.

Thinking back to every time she went back to her parents' home, her mother would hold her ear and repeat those words over and over again, and she could even recite them by heart.

While washing up, he chatted casually.

"Madam, you haven't been in good spirits lately. Would you like to see a doctor?"

Ding Meishu was thinking about Ting Jie'er's birthday and didn't pay too much attention to it.

"Maybe he's tired. It's okay. Let's wait for a few days."

She handed the handkerchief over, looked at herself in the mirror, and asked the maid to start tying her hair.

Yiqin said nothing more, but kept this matter in her heart.

After cleaning up, I started to deal with the housework. I was so busy that I had no time to rest.

I didn't have much appetite at noon, so I just ate a few bites to get by.

After finally finishing my work temporarily, I breathed a sigh of relief, drank a few sips of tea, and then went to my mother's yard without stopping.

As the younger generation, they should spend more time with the elderly at home when they have time. It is also good to sit together and chat to pass the time.

Ting Jie'er is now studying at Yi'an Girls' School. She goes out with the Fourth Master in the morning and is picked up by the housekeeper in the afternoon.

I guess I should be back soon.

When I arrived at the gate of the yard, I heard my mother's strong voice.

"The tender ones are delicious. Keep some that have just been picked, and peel and dry the rest."

Before she walked in, she heard Ji Ge'er's howling.

"Grandma lied to me, it's so painful!!"

After passing the hanging flower gate and turning a corner, you can see the panoramic view of the courtyard.

I saw that Jige's fingers were all green and he was spitting out something in his mouth.

"Bah bah bah."

The maidservant beside him came forward and wiped his mouth, "Brother, come and drink some water."

Another person held a spittoon, and Ji Ge'er spat out the water in his mouth.

But the taste still felt bitter, and my face was wrinkled like a bun.