The Marquise: I Earn My Own Worship

I only heard Duan Chengkang ask doubtfully:

"Grandma, everyone is saying that Third Aunt is gone. Where did she go?"

"Is Third Aunt coming to our house? Will she bring my little sister with her?"

At that time, Duan Jingwen and her husband Shen Xianli were still staying in Beijing. It was not until Shen Shiwei was about to turn one year old that Shen Xianli was sent to Shu. Therefore, Duan Chengkang still remembered that he had a little sister.

Originally, everyone tacitly agreed not to mention this sad thing, but his silly son actually asked about it. Duan Jingzong looked at his old mother nervously.

Mrs. Lu was also nervous. She had previously thought it was not a good idea to tell Kang Ge'er about this matter, as children were afraid of such things. She had instructed the servants around Kang Ge'er not to discuss the matter, but Kang Ge'er still heard it.

When Song Shengfu heard Kang Ge'er ask this question, she remembered the girl in her memory who smiled sweetly and called her mother. She died in her prime. Song Shengfu couldn't help but feel deeply sorry, and coupled with her original body's emotions, a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

But now Song Shengfu was in control of her body, and she didn't feel as uncomfortable as she did yesterday. Facing the child who was looking at her for answers, Song Shengfu took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said:

"Your third aunt has completed her mission in the human world. Fairy Fuliu is here to take her back!"

"Mission, what is the mission?"

Duan Chengkang asked curiously

“Everyone has a mission to fulfill in this world.”

"What is my grandson's mission?"

Duan Chengkang continued to ask.

Song Shengfu felt that this was a good opportunity to influence her child unconsciously through her words.

"Everyone's mission is different, and you have to find it yourself. Some people find their mission, while others never find it in their entire lives."

"Grandma, what about those who can't be found?"

Song Shengfu glanced at the chubby face.

"Those who cannot find their mission will have to start over in their next life and continue searching, while those who find their mission will be taken to paradise."

"Ah, if we don't find it, won't we be trapped here for the rest of our lives? What about our grandson? If he can't find it, won't he be trapped here too?"

Song Shengfu saw that Duan Chengkang was indeed scared. He was just a little brat. It was easy to control him.

Song Shengfu hugged Duan Chengkang.

"Don't be afraid, Kang'er, be obedient. Grandma will definitely help you find it."

Kang Ge'er quickly hugged Song Shengfu's neck and nodded vigorously at her.

"Grandma, I will definitely listen to you and help you. I want to be filial to you even in the Pure Land."

Oh, listen to this, who wouldn’t be confused after hearing this?

Song Shengfu was actually being coaxed by a child, and she smiled softly and said, "Okay, okay."

Duan Jingzong saw that the child was becoming more and more unreasonable, and sternly reprimanded him:

"Nonsense! Why don't you get off your grandmother? You're a man without bones."

Duan Chengkang shrank back. Although his father rarely took care of him, he had been taught since childhood not to make his father angry. When he heard his father's stern voice, he reflexively let go of his hand.

Song Shengfu was snuggling with the soft bun beside her. As she watched the little bun go away from her, she glanced at her big son from the side.

"Why, we can't even get close to each other anymore?"

Duan Jingzong stood up, feeling a little apprehensive.

"That's not true. I'm just worried that Mother will be tired. If Mother likes Kang'er, then let Kang'er come to pay his respects to you every day."

Song Shengfu remembered that in ancient times people usually came to pay respects at five or six in the morning, and Song Shengfu didn't want to suffer this.

"That's not necessary. The child is still growing. Let him sleep more and come over to play with me every day."

I can’t get up, but the child will still come.

First, life is boring, and it would be nice to have a lovable child around to entertain me. Second, I want to teach this kid a good lesson.

Song Shengfu thought about it carefully. Her eldest son's body was in such a bad condition. In this era, if she wanted the family to prosper, she must become an official. Her hopes could only be placed on her fourth son and the eldest grandson in front of her.

The fourth child seems to be capable but the family support is a little lacking. Even this little grandson needs to be taught well.

Alas, this cannot be achieved overnight, we can only take it slowly.

Duan Chengkang and Mrs. Lu heard that their mother wanted Kang Ge'er to be her son, and they thought that their mother would be happier with a grandson, so they quickly agreed. Mrs. Lu then said:

"Mother, you can't worry too much about Uncle's health. Your daughter-in-law is busy with household chores all day long. Let Kanggeer show more filial piety to you on our behalf."

Mrs. Lu is quite good. She handles the household affairs well and has a sweet mouth. She is good at saying pleasing things.

After reading what happened later, Song Shengfu knew that whenever it came to matters related to Duan Jingzong, especially his son Duan Chengkang, Mrs. Lu became irrational.

Song Shengfu knew some of her little thoughts, but she didn't say anything. She just told her to come visit her often when she had time.

After talking for so long, Song Shengfu felt a little tired. When everyone saw that the old ancestor above looked a little listless, they knew that he was a little tired.

Duan Jingzong took Lu and his son Duan Chengkang to say goodbye. Song Shengfu sent them away and went back to the house to rest.

The next day, Song Shengfu was playing with a kingfisher under the west porch, and Suchun was serving bird food beside her when she heard a voice saying, "Big brother is here."

Song Shengfu looked over and saw that because someone in the family had died, Duan Chengkang was wearing his usual jade-white robe with dark scale patterns, a Tibetan black cloak with gold threads, a tiger-head hood, and suede deer boots.

When Duan Chengkang saw his grandmother under the corridor, he trotted over there, and the maid behind him hurriedly chased after him with an anxious look on her face.

"Don't run, big brother, or you might fall."

Duan Chengkang ran faster when he saw someone was chasing him, and his two short legs became rounder and rounder.

Song Shengfu looked at the scene and suddenly smiled so hard that her eyes narrowed.

Duan Chengkang ran to Song Shengfu, quickly hid behind her and made a face at the maid Xiaoqin who was chasing him.

"Hehe, you can't catch me." Duan Chengkang smiled mischievously.

Song Shengfu touched the hood on Duan Chengkang's head, which was so furry that it felt like petting a kitten.

"You naughty boy, why are you running so fast? Your grandmother can't run."

Then I thought that children of this age in ancient times should have started to study.

Duan Chengkang scratched his cheek, held Song Shengfu's hand and walked into the house while muttering.

"I want to let grandma know that I miss you so much. It feels like a long time since I last saw you."

Song Shengfu lowered her head and shook the little man.

"Wow, Kang Ge'er can actually use idioms. My little grandson is amazing."

Duan Chengkang pursed his lips and said solemnly:

“No way…no way.”

Having said that, the trembling hairs above the two ears next to the hood revealed the owner's little thoughts.

Song Shengfu did not expose it and instantly turned into a PUA master.

"My Kang Ge'er is the most filial. When my grandmother sees Kang Ge'er, she immediately feels refreshed and full of energy."

"Really? Grandma, please don't lie to me." Duan Chengkang was skeptical.

Song Shengfu led Duan Chengkang to the rosewood couch with elephant pattern in the side room of the main house.

"Grandma didn't lie to you. Come and sit down. Suchun will take away Big Brother's cloak and hood and replace them with something lighter. It's very hot in this room. Be careful or you'll sweat."

Song Shengfu looked at the current Chenzheng (around 8 o'clock) and asked softly:

"It's still early, can you have breakfast?"

Duan Chengkang replied with a surprised look:

"Grandma, your grandson got up at 5: AM, had breakfast, and did morning prayers for an hour before coming here."

Then continued:

"Grandma, I want to come and accompany you these days. I've asked for leave from the teacher today. Can you please tell the teacher about this for me later?"

As he said that, he ran to Song Shengfu and shook her hand coquettishly. Song Shengfu knew that this boy was not as well-behaved as he looked on the surface, and he just didn't want to go to school.

If it were her original self, she would have been coaxed into agreeing by this little bastard. Unfortunately, now it was her, and this little bastard's wishful thinking was dashed.

Song Shengfu remembered that Duan Chengkang didn't like going to school, and it would definitely not work to force him, as this kid was used to pretending to be sick.

According to the memory in the dream, Duan Chengkang's current master Chen is a flatterer. Not only is he not good at academics, but he also has no integrity at all. He tries every means to get money from the Lu family.

Lu heard from her sister-in-law that Master Chen was a good teacher, so she invited him in. It must be said that Master Chen was very good at understanding the minds of children. After just a few lessons, he coaxed Duan Chengkang into asking him to be his teacher.

They had hired some teachers before, but Duan Chengkang said he didn't want to go to school after just two classes.

During these years, Master Chen was the only one who stayed the longest.

Master Chen saw that his goal had been achieved. In order to get more money from the master's family, he would always complain about Duan Chengkang being difficult to discipline and would often take leave to complain in front of Lu.

He always pretended to leave, but in fact he took advantage of Lu's love for his son.

How could Mrs. Lu let this teacher go? She had to offer more money to keep him.

This has been tried and tested many times, and now Master Chen's monthly salary has reached fifty taels. You should know that Lord Duan's monthly salary is only fifty taels.

One tael of silver could provide an ordinary family with enough food and drink for a month. If a farmer didn't have to worry about the harvest for a whole year, it would be a huge borer!