Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 141

Those who are in decline are the easiest to miss the past, and the ones who most hope to restore the past.Wu Quan had a good idea. When his youngest son is prosperous and rich, can he still watch his father starve to death?

He doesn't have high requirements, he can follow the good food and drink spicy food, it is enough to be drunk and rich, this Anqing Mansion is a prefectural city, much better than their rural places, and all the ladies in Xiangbi Building are also very good, so he will come here in the future Here to retire.

Wu Yue became more and more disgusted with this father and son.

The big one didn't look like he was sitting, slumped on the chair as if he had no bones, and the little one didn't look like he was eating. It was so dirty that he looked disgusting.

You can get a glimpse of the whole leopard by seeing one spot, presumably his character is not much better.Whether or not this little one will be able to teach well in the future is a matter of debate. Don't even think about getting involved with such a poor and settled father.

Although in terms of etiquette, as long as he is adopted, this child will be a serious son under his name in the future, and even Mrs. Zhang has to pinch his nose to recognize him. He will call their parents, inherit the incense of their second wife, and serve them forever.

But etiquette is nothing more than human feelings, especially between my own family and relatives. There are always things that are constantly being cut and messed up. Bitter.

This is the main reason why Wu Yue is unwilling to adopt, how can an heir have a parent-child fragrance!

I don't know why his mother was given the ecstasy soup by the uncle's family, she was covered in lard!
No, he had to find a way to stop all of this.

The only way out now is to procrastinate~
He didn't believe it until he gave birth to a white and fat son. When mother saw her own grandson, she would still want the boy from the next room.

You'd better be a little more sloppy, Wu Yue thought viciously, mother was so clean all her life, she wished she could change five clothes a day, could she bear seeing such a mud monkey?
Mrs. Wu came very quickly, the distance from the courtyard where she lived to the living room in the outer courtyard was not that close, and her forehead was covered with sweat as she walked. In this warm and cold late February and early March, it seemed that she was really eager.

"Hey, baby grandson, let grandma give you a hug~" Before anyone saw her, the voice came first, with a warm and intimate tone. Mrs. Wu stepped into the room with a happy face, and stretched out her hand to hug the child.

Wu Yue stared at her pretty well, only to see that the outstretched hand suddenly retracted before it touched the child, and her whole body suddenly leaned back from a half-squatting posture leaning forward slightly.

If it weren't for the quick reaction of the female envoys following behind, the old lady's noble buttocks would have been in close contact with the ground.

Wu Yue couldn't help but burst out laughing, lowered his head, and worked hard to cover up.

Mrs. Wu obviously did not expect that the future grandson she was looking forward to day and night would be so dirty, the clothes on her body could not see the original color, the face and hands were all mixed with dirt and mud, and the corners of her mouth were full of dirt. pastry crumbs.

At this moment, the child sneezed loudly, a string of yellow-green snot hung on the middle of the crowd, he didn't care, he raised his hand and wiped it off with his sleeve, then smiled at Mrs. Wu, revealing a yellow mouth tooth.

Vomit~ The visual impact was too great, Mrs. Wu couldn't help retching.

how so?Dafang's family is not short of money, and the presents for the Chinese New Year this year are very decent. How can Yaofang's youngest son compete with the little beggar curled up in a corner in Anqing Mansion?

"Are you cousin grandma?" The little boy didn't admit his birth, and asked Mrs. Wu with a smile.

"In the future, I will be your own grandmother." It doesn't matter, it's just a little dirty, just wash it up, the child is still young, teach it slowly, and it will be fine when it gets older.

"Ah? Then after you die, all the money in this family will be mine, right?" Although the childish words were unscrupulous, it's no wonder that you feel comfortable hearing them.

Mrs. Wu is about to turn seventy, seventy is rare in life, the older she gets, the more she fears death. Everyone around her knows that she is the most taboo to hear the word death.

Why is this kid so ignorant?
But Wu Yue silently praised the child in his heart, little ancestor, if you can talk, talk more!Although it's a little unfilial to think so, he feels a little dark for no reason when he sees that every time he shoots his own foot with a rock for his mother.

"It's the father's fault to raise or not to teach!" Mrs. Wu stared at Wu Quan sternly, and scolded, "How did you become a father? Be a good child, and teach such a mess!"

Still wanting to take advantage of others, Wu Quan was afraid that the death of his own child would take away the rare good opportunity, so naturally Mrs. Wu said what, she didn't say a word, and honestly apologized: "It's all my nephew's fault. , it's the mother-in-law at home who doesn't know how to tell the truth, and is gossiping in front of the children."

"The letter sent back this time has made it very clear. If the child is adopted by us, he has nothing to do with the big house, and he will have his future in the future. Of course, we are not that rigid and pedantic. People, your livelihood is difficult, and we will not sit idly by."

Mrs. Wu was determined to recognize her grandson, and she even spared money to pave the way. As long as Wu Quan was fed, she would teach this child well in the future. When she grows up, she will naturally turn her heart towards the second bedroom.

"Mother, since you want to recognize your son for the second room, you should also listen to your daughter-in-law's opinion." Mrs. Zhang walked in calmly.

"Family matters, how can you, an outsider, have the place to talk!" Mrs. Wu felt that this weak daughter-in-law made her a little incomprehensible, and since the accident happened to her grandson, something was wrong.

"I'm an outsider? Mother, aren't you?" In the final analysis, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Wu are both daughters-in-law who married into the Wu family. Strictly speaking, they are both of foreign surnames, and there is no difference in essence.

"You! Yue'er, don't care about your daughter-in-law, dare to talk to your mother-in-law like that, do you want to be disobedient?"

Co-authoring disobedience and unfilial piety is so worthless, if you don't listen to a word, forget it?

"Mother-in-law calm down. This time my daughter-in-law came here to tell you about the public account."

Mrs. Zhang took out the dowry list and the official account that had been prepared a long time ago.

Zhang's natal family is rich, and since it was a marriage of benefits, they brought a lot of things for the dowry. There were 128 sets of dowry, and the box of silver alone was as huge as 5 taels.

In an era when a copper plate could afford a full meal, 5 taels is undoubtedly a huge sum of money, and there are several farm shops.

But what is left now is pitifully small, and has basically been spent.

Mrs. Zhang didn't want to care about it before, so she spent what she had to spend. Hello family, hello me, hello everyone.

At this time, she wanted to worry about it, and she didn't want to continue to pay for this white-eyed wolf who was not related to her in the house, so using his wife's dowry would become a big stain on Wu Yue.

Whenever Wu Yue wants to save face, he must at least coax her first. As long as Mrs. Wu still has a little heart for her son, she has to allow her daughter-in-law to say a few words, and even make necessary concessions.

Mrs. Zhang's request is very simple, this child can stay, and there is no problem with adopting, but it doesn't occupy the title of the first son, he can only be a bastard son.

Her grandson must be brought back in a justifiable manner. There is no reason for the eldest son to live outside.

(End of this chapter)