The dining hall
Maids carrying trays filed in, and the round table was soon laden with delicious dishes.
Yu Xiaoyun, however, had no appetite: "Where did this wild girl come from? She doesn't have any manners and dares to make her elders wait for her to eat. Old man, let me tell you, I will never acknowledge this daughter-in-law."
Cheng Jingze glanced at her: "Do you think I can still control him?"
Yu Xiaoyun was startled, and her mood improved slightly.
As early as when the old man sent Jiao Jiao into the palace, their son had been displeased with the old man, but he was still respectful to his mother.
Thinking of this, she straightened her back: "Indeed, your words are no longer effective. Jiao Jiao, help your mother persuade your brother later. With his current wealth, what kind of noble daughter from a prominent family can't he marry? He has to marry a small country doctor."
Cheng Jiao Jiao said: "Mother, the young master told me that Miss Mo not only has excellent medical skills, but she is also the savior of Prince Rui. Prince Rui himself acted as their matchmaker. Are you sure you want to ruin this marriage?"
Third brother was so busy, yet he accompanied Miss Mo to her clinic every night, clearly showing his deep affection for her.
Mother urged third brother to get married every day, and when he finally had someone he liked, she started to be picky about her family background.
Really, she didn't know what to say.
Yu Xiaoyun was still huffing: "I knew that woman surnamed Lu was not a good person. She pestered your brother early on, and now that she has climbed high, she still wants to bring in a woman from a humble family to control your brother."
That woman surnamed Lu?
Cheng Jiao Jiao was stunned for a moment before realizing who her mother was talking about. Her face immediately fell. Just as she was about to retort, another doubtful voice sounded from the doorway: "Husband, didn't you say mother-in-law was very easygoing?"
Cheng Beizheng was so embarrassed he could have died: "How about I take you out to eat? I'll talk to my mother properly later."
Mo Sang said: "Since we're here, and besides, don't you have a saying in your Da Yin that 'an ugly daughter-in-law will eventually meet her in-laws'?"
Yu Xiaoyun immediately raised her voice: "Girl, don't be in such a hurry to acknowledge your family. Whether you can enter my house is still up in the air."
"Mother," Cheng Beizheng reprimanded, "can you just calm down?"
Mo Sang, however, shrugged: "Haven't I been entering your house for over a month now? Saying this now, isn't it too late?"
"You, Cheng Beizheng, are you just going to watch her argue with me?"
"Yu Xiaoyun, on the first day of your return, can you eat a meal peacefully?" Cheng Jingze couldn't help himself, he tugged her, then lowered his voice: "Do you want your son to send you away to live? Jiao Jiao's wedding date has already been set."
Yu Xiaoyun: ...
Her chest heaved violently a few times. Finally, she compromised and said stiffly: "Come in and eat first."
"Tsk, does your grandmother lack money that she has to eat your food?" Mo Sang refused and turned to leave. Cheng Beizheng quickly followed: "I'll accompany you."
"Aren't you Da Yin people with filial piety above all else? I argued with your mother, and you're running away with me. Can she report you to the yamen for being unfilial?" After living outside the valley for half a year, she had a general understanding of many things she didn't know before.
Cheng Beizheng was helpless: "It's not that serious. Besides, today's matter is indeed my mother's fault."
Mo Sang thought for a moment and understood: "Don't worry, even for your sake, I won't do anything to her."
If I give her poison, I'll have to cure it for her later.
Pure waste of medicinal herbs.
Cheng Beizheng was stunned: "I really wasn't worried about that. Never mind, what do you want to eat tonight?"
"Anything is fine."
"Then let's go to Zui Xiang Lou."
"Zui Xiang Lou is too far from the clinic."
"It's fine, I'll have someone prepare a carriage."
The two of them eventually left without even entering the dining hall, growing further and further away. Yu Xiaoyun, listening to her son coaxing another woman in a low voice, had her eyes red with anger, her fingertips trembling. Cheng Jingze, however, had already picked up his bowl and started eating. Cheng Jiao Jiao, thinking of how her mother kept belittling Lu Nianfu, had no intention of comforting her.
She let her sulk alone.