Chapter 4 Mother and daughter talk, who is the husband?
Ji Qingwu’s biological mother, Mrs. Qiao’s eyes lit up.
After entering the city, you will not be far from home.
Just now, the person who was impatient to complain was none other than Ji Qingyuan, the legitimate daughter of the second wife of the Ji Mansion.
The second wife, Mrs. Wu, told the maid next to her: "Fu Ling, go get an umbrella for the fourth lady." She patted Ji Qingyuan's hand again and comforted her: "Your aunt is so early in the morning. We’re just waiting at the door. We’ve only been here for a while, so just wait.”
Ji Qingyuan held Wu's hand and said coquettishly: "Mom is good to me. My daughter's skin is delicate, but she can't withstand the scorching sun."
But all the female relatives in the house were sunbathing, and Ji Qingyuan was the only one. Hold up an umbrella.
The first wife, Mrs. Qiao, glanced at the mother and daughter, then turned her gaze back.
She had no intention of arguing with the mother and daughter. She looked at her and said, "Why aren't you here yet? Didn't you say you have already entered the city?"
Qiao was over forty years old. She waited the longest at the bottom of her head. Almost as soon as dawn, she hurriedly came to the door of the house to wait.
"Madam, don't worry."
Mama Li comforted her. Suddenly she saw a line of people and horses, and she pointed happily not far away.
“Coming, coming!”
As the sound of horse hooves gradually approached, the carriage and horses slowly stopped.
Ji Changlin got off his horse first and saluted, "Greetings to my mother and second aunt."
Everyone's eyes fell on the slender jade hand behind him that lifted the curtain.
Ms. Qiao was usually reserved and dignified with strict etiquette, but at this time she was so anxious that she couldn't stand still, so she took the initiative to greet him.
A pink and jade-shaped milk dumpling jumped out of the carriage and jumped directly into Mrs. Qiao's arms.
Nanny Li next to her exclaimed.
Where did the cute doll like dough come from.
When Mrs. Qiao saw the child's appearance and the jade pendant on her chest, she couldn't control herself and burst into tears. She held the child tightly in her arms, as if she was about to burst into tears.
"My dear Xiaowu, my mother finally wants you back, my dearest heart"
The hand holding the curtain on the carriage gently lifted up.
A young girl with beautiful features and a gentle temperament came out from inside.
Ji Qingwu still didn't show her true face, but considering that she wanted to go home and recognize her relatives, she still couldn't disguise herself too much, so she restored seven or eight points of her original appearance.
After entering the city, she kept sighing in her heart, wondering whether the Ji family would really accept her and her children.
But when she met Mr. Qiao's eyes, she couldn't help but tremble in her heart.
The woman in front of her was wearing a bun and a gorgeous dark green brocade dress with gold edges. She was holding Ji Jiu in her arms. Her face was covered with tears. The emotions in her eyes were mixed, but it was not difficult to see. , full of love and regret.
Ji Qingwu didn’t know why, but there was moisture in his eyes.
Seeing the person in front of her, Qiao instantly recovered from her confusion.
Although the child in his arms seemed to be the same as Xiaowu when he was a child, they were not the same age.
The girl in front of her is her Xiao Wu!
Mrs. Qiao wanted to open her mouth to call her, but tears suddenly came out again. Aunt Li beside her quickly supported her.
"Madam, you will scare the child."
Ji Changlin reached out and helped Ji Qingwu get out of the carriage.
She applied a thin layer of powder, her eyebrows were as curved as willows, and her eyes were full of smiles.
Ji Qingwu put on the clothes that Ji Changlin specially ordered Lanling to buy in the town. He wore a long dress of light green mist gauze with light pink hemlocks embroidered on the cuffs, a fresh and natural color.
Although the clothes are more gorgeous than those of the female family members of the Buji family, they are more exquisite and artistic.
At this time, a gust of wind blew up, blowing the hem of her skirt, and the fluttering skirt became wrapped around her body, showing her exquisite figure.
“The fifth lady is like a lotus fairy.” I don’t know which little maid sighed fondly. Mrs. Qiao had wiped away her tears with a handkerchief. She looked at Ji Qingwu, and then stared blankly at the little dumpling in her arms.
“You are, this, this again.”
Ji Changlin quickly explained with a smile: “Mother, the person in front of you is the fifth sister, and the one in your arms is Xiaowu’s daughter Jiujiu .”
Qiao was shocked and was stunned for a while.
Because Ji Changlin only said in his letter home that he had found Xiaowu, saying that she lived a hard life, grinding bark and selling it in a border town, and even learned acrobatics such as splitting tables with one hand.
But he didn't say that Xiao Wu was already married and even had children.
Seeing that the door was full of people, and more and more people were gathering around, Ji Changlin said: "Mom, let's go in and sit down first, and it won't be too late to talk."
Qiao's Looking at his lost daughter and holding his heavy granddaughter, he finally felt at ease.
Although her throat was tight, her tone was as firm as iron.
“Yes, let’s go home.”
As he spoke, Qiao took the initiative to hold Ji Qingwu's hand.
Both mother and daughter’s palms were sweaty, and they were both stunned.
Afterwards, all the female relatives in the mansion stared at the always stern eldest lady with dumbfounded eyes. She held the child in her right hand and held her daughter in her left hand before returning to the mansion.
The old lady in the mansion is taking a lunch break and has not gotten up yet.
So everyone went back to their houses first, and later went to the Shou'an Hall to greet the old lady.
Anjuyuan.
The small garden is lush with flowers and plants, and the servants are doing the work of sweeping and pruning the branches and leaves in an orderly manner.
In the main room, Jiu Jiu was nestled in Ji Qingwu's arms, her little eyes had lost their luster and she was drowsy.
Mother Li approached gently and said in a low voice: "Miss Fifth, you are tired from driving. I will take the child down and have a good sleep so that you and my wife can talk."
< br> Mrs. Qiao also explained to Ji Qingwu in a soft voice: "Mama Li has taken care of you three brothers and sisters. She is experienced and experienced. Don't worry about raising the child for her."
Ji Qingwu had nothing to worry about and sent Jiujiu over.
She thought for a while and took out an old piece of cloth from her arms with unclear patterns.
“Mommy, this is something Jiujiu likes to hold in her hands when she sleeps. Just put it next to her.”
Mother Li withdrew, leaving only my mother in the room. both.
Ji Qingwu smelled the fragrance of gardenia coming from Qiao's body, and his mind began to relax, not as tense as before.
Seeing that my daughter has been silent and acting calm and well-behaved.
Miss Qiao hesitated and asked: "Xiao Wu, since you are married and have children, where is your husband now, and why didn't he come back to Lin'an with you?"
Ji Qingwu had long expected that his family would question him about who his biological father was.
She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said, "Ever since Jiujiu was born, her father has been guarding the border at the Beidi Military Camp."
Mrs. Qiao nodded, and then asked: " Have you informed your son-in-law about your return home?”
"I have no news about him. I don't know whether he is alive or dead." Ji Qingwu pretended to sigh, "Perhaps we have already forgotten about our mother-in-law, or have died in the battle."
< br>Qiao frowned in distress.
For so many years, Xiaowu has been living outside without the support of his parents, so he may have randomly married a man who didn't care.
My daughter’s clothes are plain and simple, and there are no pearls on her hair. Compared with other girls of the same age in the Ji family, she is too plain.
How could such a man be worthy of her Xiao Wu?
Mrs. Qiao turned her eyes and said firmly: "Xiao Wu, he is dead."
Ji Qingwu's eyes widened:
Emperor Wu Su: Did you hear that I am dead?
Ji Qingwu: Women should be pretty and filial
(End of this chapter)