The general's wife is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 111

When Mrs. Mu is in good spirits and in a good mood, she will go for a walk in the garden.

Coupled with Mu Jiayan's coaxing, Mrs. Mu agreed to go for a walk without hesitation.

It was sunny outside and the air was very fresh.

Mother Wang smiled and said: "The weather outside is fine, so the old lady should come out for a walk often. The old slaves can't persuade it, but the young master has a way. The young master should come here often."

Mu Jiayan smiled gently: "As long as grandma doesn't dislike it, I will definitely come every day."

"How can I come here every day?" Mrs. Mu smiled dotingly, "I still have to study."

Several people were talking and laughing, and they had already arrived in the garden.

I saw that there were already people in the garden.

Wang Yueniang brought Mu Shurui to pay her respects, and Mrs. Mu's smile restrained a lot.

"Old lady, the stone bench here has just been wiped by someone. Please sit down, old lady." Wang Yueniang said courteously.

Mrs. Mu nodded lightly, and sat down on the stone bench.

There were several plates of snacks on the stone table, Mu Shurui sat down naturally, and started to eat the snacks with his hands without any image.

Mrs. Mu was not happy, the seat next to her was reserved for Mu Jiayan.Mu Jiayan is not in good health, how can he stand for a long time?

Wang Yueniang looked at Mu Shurui dotingly, and said that being able to eat is a blessing, and her son's blessing is great.

Mrs. Mu glanced at Wang Yueniang unhappily, seeing that the other party hadn't noticed Mu Shurui's disrespectful brother at all.

"Shu Rui, why didn't you go to school today?" Mrs. Mu asked in a deep voice.

Mu Shurui raised his head blankly, with the pastry still in his mouth, he muttered, "Today, my husband gave us a day off, and my eldest brother didn't go to school."

As he spoke, the pastry in his mouth sprayed out quite a bit.If it weren't for Mrs. Mu's high self-cultivation, she would have pushed him away long ago.

Mu Jiayan smiled gently: "Our husband will also give us a day off."

"That's such a coincidence!" After that, Mu Shurui continued to eat snacks.

"Enough!" Mrs. Mu reprimanded, a little sweat broke out on Mu Jiayan's forehead, which really made her feel distressed.

"Shu Rui, didn't you see your brother still standing?" Mrs. Mu said with a straight face, "Why don't you give up the seat to your brother?"

When Mrs. Mu put on a straight face, she was very imposing and oppressive.

After all, Mu Shurui was only a half-grown child, and his mouth was so frightened that he forgot to chew when it was so full.

Wang Yueniang, who had always been in awe of Mrs. Mu, became tough when she met Mu Shurui.

"Old madam, there is still room over there, why don't you tell the young master to take two more steps and sit down there." Wang Yueniang said dissatisfiedly, seeing her son's frightened foolishness made her feel even more distressed.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yueniang dared to talk back, and Mrs. Mu was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.

"Yan'er is the elder brother. If he doesn't sit, how can he get Shu Rui's turn?" Mrs. Mu's face was cold, and she was even more angry when she saw that Mu Shurui was still eating, "You know how to eat when you eat? "

Mu Shurui froze for a moment, then ran to Wang Yueniang's side on his thick legs, and burst into tears.

Wang Yueniang and Mu Qingxue loved him like a baby since he was a child, so it was inevitable that he was a little coquettish.

Mu Jiayan's face became paler, "Grandma, don't be angry because of me."

Mrs. Mu moved her lips to say something, but Mu Shurui's voice was so loud that it drowned out everyone's voices.

Mrs. Mu even had a headache, as expected, those who were raised outside would not be able to be on the stage.

Mu Shurui's angry cry attracted many people, even the second master Mu hurried over when he heard the sound.

"What's the matter!" Mu Erye scolded, so scared that Mu Shurui didn't dare to cry, and hid behind Wang Yueniang, afraid to speak.

Wang Yueniang quickly persuaded: "It's just a small matter, Second Lord, don't get angry."

Mrs. Mu snorted heavily.

Second Master Mu glanced at Wang Yueniang, walked up to Mrs. Mu and asked, "Mother, why do you look so ugly? Who made you angry?"

"Who else is there?" Mrs. Mu kept looking at Wang Yueniang's mother and son while talking.

"Second Uncle," Mu Jiayan said weakly, and stood in the wind for a while, his figure becoming a little unsteady, "It's just a misunderstanding, Second Uncle don't need to worry about it."

"Yan'er!" Mrs. Mu raised her voice. As a shrewd woman, she would become irrational whenever she encountered matters involving Mu Jiayan and Mu Qingling.

It's best to leave this matter alone, but she just couldn't swallow that breath.

Second Master Mu then asked the servants who were waiting on him what happened.

The servants did not dare to conceal or be biased, and told what happened in every detail.

After Mu Erye heard this, he walked up to Mu Shurui with a sullen face, and before everyone could react, he raised his hand and slapped him.

A red mark was left on Mu Shurui's white and tender cheeks, which was shocking.He was so petrified that he forgot to cry.

It was Wang Yueniang who came to her senses first, hugged Mu Shurui and cried, "Second Lord! If Ruier did something wrong, you will hit him!"

"You still ask me?" Second Master Mu pointed at Wang Yueniang and scolded, "I'm not filial to my grandmother, I'm not respectful to my elder brother. I'm showing mercy to him by not asking the family law!"

Mu Shurui had already reacted, sobbing with his arms around Wang Yueniang.

"Rui'er is just a child, what if it is broken?" Wang Yueniang's eyes glistened with tears.

"A loving mother is a loser!" Second Master Mu was furious, "What child? If he's worthless, give him some money and tell him to go out and live alone!"

After venting his anger, Second Master Mu turned to Mrs. Mu, his attitude softened a lot, "Mother, it's their fault, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Mrs. Mu snorted, and there was not much anger on her face.

She supported the hand extended by Mu Erye, and stood up slowly, "I'm not in the mood today, let's go back."

"Grandma, I still have something to do, I'll accompany you later." Mu Jia said.

"Okay, let's go."

So Mu Jiayan took the servant and left first, walked along the path in the garden, turned a corner, and saw Mu Qingyu was already waiting.

"Finally, what can you do with me?" Mu Jiayan smiled as warmly as spring.

Just now he saw Mu Qingyu probing his head, and he couldn't wait to come over as soon as the matter was over.

Mu Qingyu took out the sachet hidden in his bosom, and said: "I embroidered this with my own hands, and there are specially prepared spices for calming the nerves inside. It must be good for big brother to wear it often."

After finishing speaking, she added: "If elder brother doesn't believe it, you can ask a doctor to take a look at the spices inside."

Mu Jiayan laughed dumbfounded, took the sachet, and hung it on his waist casually, "Thank you, sister."

His face was so pale that it was sickly, and his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

Mu Qingyu felt embarrassed after seeing it, "If big brother likes it, I'll make another one for you next time."

The two said a few more words and separated.

After delivering the sachet, Mu Qingyu happily returned to the house.

I just heard Mo Zhu talking to himself: "Today is the fifteenth day of the fifth lunar month, the days go by really fast."

Mu Qingyu's heart skipped a beat. Today is May [-]th. May [-]th in the eighth year of Yuanjing?
(End of this chapter)