Ten Again to Fight against Her Fate

Dinner was served at the main dining room table in my grandmother's courtyard. There were eight bowls and eight plates, filled to the brim, with my grandmother sitting there, my father at the bottom left of my grandmother, my mother at the bottom right of my grandmother. I sat next to my mother, and there were two empty seats next to my father and me.

In the past, it had always been Red Jade or Mother Du who stood behind her grandmother with cloth and vegetables. Now that Aunt Chen's identity was different, she could also be considered half a master. The matter of the cloth and vegetables landed on her shoulders.

Her face was full of smiles, her hands holding onto a small silver plate, her hands holding onto a pair of silver chopsticks, as she whispered to her grandmother about her liking, and even tried to persuade her grandmother to overeat. Her grandmother was also amused by her, and couldn't hide his smile. His father's gaze naturally fell on the smiling and talkative grandmother, and naturally paid attention to the pleasing Aunt Chen. In addition, Aunt Chen was so young, her face looked as if it could pinch water, and her eyes were filled with emotion, as if she had never given birth to a child before. Her figure was lithe and graceful, and even though she was standing, she was still exceptionally pretty. The smile on her mother's face was like a mask. She didn't know what to feel under this smile.

"Mother!" I called to her softly. "Mother!" I called to her softly. My mother looked at me with a smile that didn't change. I put on a worried expression and said, "Mother, how about I prepare some food for you?" My mother was already unhappy in her heart. She wanted to bitterly hold on, how could she have the mind to deal with me?

"Sit down and eat, child!" It was Mother's custom to not forget to act like a loving mother at all times.

"Auntie Chen is a junior, so your daughter should also give food to your mother!" I insisted that I had my purpose, but that the play needed my grandmother's cooperation.

"You child!" My mother didn't want me to stand by her side and find out what was wrong with her, and she couldn't find a good excuse to turn me down.

"Grandmother found her mother's predicament in time to help her out." You don't have to try and play tricks in front of an old granny like me, I'm too old to be of use! " Grandmother patted Aunt Chen's hand, teasing her with a smile. Aunt Chen blushed, "Being able to serve the old lady is my good fortune!" The grandmother pointed at Aunt Chen and said to her father, "Look at you! But if you were to take away a treasure of mine, and have such a sweet mouth, when are you going to add another treasure and give it back to me?! " Everyone understood that grandmother was talking about grandson, but it wasn't a popular topic. None of the maids and maids in the room dared to answer, so after a while, Grandma's words fell off.

"Mother said yes, son knows." "Father had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer." Since the old lady has spoken, you can take a seat. " Her father instructed her to put down the dishes in her hands, but she didn't follow his instructions. Instead, she retreated to the servants behind her, standing upright with her hands hanging.

Mother Du was a smart person. She pushed Aunt Chen forward: "Look at the old lady, she's embarrassed about our new aunt!" Grandmother turned around and jokingly scolded, "Old thing, it's not your daughter who is doing this for Zhang. What are you doing as a bridgehead?" Mother Du pretended to wipe away her tears. "In this house, which girl wasn't brought up by me with all my effort? Now that I've become an aunt, I've already forgotten about Mother Qian!" After Mama Du said this, everyone in the room laughed.

Mother Du was the mother of the head manager by Grandmother's side. She was also the old servant of the family. Even mother would respectfully call her mother 'mother', so it didn't mean that she had wronged Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen shyly stepped forward, "If mother doesn't mind, I'm willing to be your daughter." Leaning on her mother was her grandmother, but Aunt Chen just wanted to rely more on her grandmother.

"Then I got lucky!" Mother Du stood by her grandmother's side, smiling as she spoke. Aunt Chen stepped forward to bless her, but Mother Du quickly stepped forward to help her up. "How could I afford this!" The atmosphere in the room was much more cheerful now that Mama Du had made a ruckus.

Since that's the case," he said with a smile, "I guess you're lucky enough to have been under Mama Du's wing. Take a seat." Mother Du smiled as she took a step back, "Master has forced me to submit!" Grandmother said, "If I told you to sit down, then sit down. You watched over him as he grew up. Moreover, if you didn't sit down, how would the people in his house dare to sit down? You can only blame us old women for not understanding!" Mother Du made a sad face. "I'm old, but I've also basked in the glory of being a virgin." No matter how much more she declined, it would seem hypocritical, and Mother Du understood her meaning. She wanted to use her to promote Aunt Chen's identity. If she insisted on not sitting, wouldn't it be against her grandmother's intentions?

As she sat on the stool, a maid came to add a bowl and chopsticks for Aunt Chen and her mother. Mother Du only carried the bowl to eat a few mouthfuls of rice, but her father gave the dishes to Aunt Chen, who lowered her head and ate a few mouthfuls.

It must have been hard for her mother to keep a smile on her face. She lowered her head and ate quietly. The laughter and laughter in the room seemed to have gotten rid of her. I smiled as I scooped a spoonful of wine into the bowl. I only heard the laughter of the newbies and didn't see the crying of the old. Since ancient times, it has always been like this for men. A mother could easily accept a concubine from her father, but in her heart, she might not be able to pass through this hurdle.

With a blush on her face, Aunt Chen sat by her father's side under the light. She wore a pair of shiny gold earrings on her pink ears, and a snow-white neck. The beautiful curves extended into the layers of clothes. It was a wise man's way to move forward, to move forward, to retreat.

Aunt Chen stood up, a small wine cup in her hand. Her cheeks were pink, her smile like a flower, and her voice was clear. "Elder sister, this servant will have a cup for you." Calling herself a servant was putting her status very low. His mother also stood up, holding a glass of wine in front of her. Her expression was already extremely ugly, but she still persisted in smiling as she drank the toast from Aunt Chen. I was curious in my heart. My mother came from a large family of soldiers, so she highly valued etiquette and birth. How could she look down on a servant girl like Aunt Chen? Furthermore, this woman was the daughter of a servant girl by my side. In the matter of my father's concubine, I was puzzled by my mother's unexpected calmness, her handling of everything, and her magnanimous attitude. His mother had such a strong temper. How could she accept this so easily? I thought that my mother and father would have a falling out, and I would have the opportunity to completely break her from the family, but my mother appeared as a virtuous wife and magnanimous matriarch. Thinking back carefully, it was obvious that my mother was still very unhappy when my grandmother forced my mother to accept her as a student. But today it was completely different, my mother and my aunt were as close as sisters.

Thinking about what Mama Chen had said to me, Mother took Aunt Chen into the courtyard and sent her to help her father wash. Then she went to the kitchen and said that she wanted to make food for him with her own hands. Not only did I personally bring Aunt Chen to the storehouse to pick out the decorations for the house, I even picked out some exquisite cloth from my own box for Aunt Chen. At that time, I thought it was strange, but I didn't think too much about it, now that I think back on it, mother's forced smile and unconcealable disdain, it was clearly someone who taught me how to do it! Who was this person? Where was he hiding?