Noble Son-in-Law - Chapter 8.2

Chapter 8.2

Mrs. Song smiled, hugged his hand, and said, “Master, you are so handsome. Master is a noble character, and I don’t feel aggrieved at all. Because it’s you, I would willingly go bare-faced. If it were someone else, I wouldn’t be so obedient. It’s just that people are greedy. If the master has allowed me to wear rich clothes in the past few decades, allow me to show you my more beautiful appearance, allow me to have a face that pleases you, and I will be happier.”

Shen Qushenge imagined the way Mrs. Song had dressed up carefully to see him and smiled silently. He held her hand and hummed, “After all that, are you pleading for Qingqing?”

 Mrs. Song admitted it openly. “Yes, I want to make up for the time I missed for Qingqing. I know that the master doesn’t like extravagance, but our Qingqing just wears some beautiful jewellery. Most of the official ladies in the capital dress like this. If you don’t care about your face, put Qingqing among the ladies, then you will not be able to tell the difference at all; how can this be considered extravagant?”

 Shen Qushenge couldn’t argue.

 He had seen Zhang Xiu, the daughter of the consort Zhang Yong, who was really extravagant. There were so many pieces of jewellery on her head that people worried whether the girl’s neck would be crushed. Compared with Zhang Xiu, his Qingqing was very simple.

 “But…”

 Before he could finish speaking, Mrs. Song covered his mouth, closed her eyes, and whispered, “Master, we are all old, and this should be the only time I beg you. Don’t worry, Qingqing and I both have a sense of propriety and won’t deliberately show off.”

 The only time she begged him…

 Shen Qushenge hugged the woman next to him and could no longer refuse. “Okay, I don’t care,” he said quietly.

Mrs. Song smiled, pushed Shen Qusheng away, and walked towards her cabinets.

 Shen Qusheng was stunned for a moment. Seeing Mrs. Song squatting there, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, he asked strangely, “What are you going to do again?”

 Mrs. Song: “Since the master has spoken, I will give  the jewellery that I have treasured for many years to the three sisters tomorrow. Anyway, I’m old and won’t need those anymore.”

 Shen Qushenge laughed and started to read the book again while listening to Mrs. Song’s talk. And then he realised that she was talking about the three unmarried granddaughters in the Shen family.

 Among those three granddaughters she was mentioning, only two were Mrs. Song’s biological granddaughters. Although his wife, Mrs Du didn’t consider the second and third sons’ families as her own, Mrs Song still wanted to give some face to the first family.

 Realising that, Shen Qushenge could no longer read what was written in the book.

 The sky was getting darker, and an old couple lay down side by side, but they didn’t have much energy to do anything else.

 Mrs. Song didn’t have anything to worry about. She felt sleepy after lying down for a while. Just when she was about to fall asleep, the man next to her suddenly came over, hugged her from behind, and said, “Even if you are not young anymore, you are very beautiful in my eyes.”

 Mrs. Song became shy when she heard those words coming from the old man. “What nonsense are you talking about in the middle of the night? Go to sleep.” Mrs. Song said it in disgust, but her face was as hot as ever.

 ‘This old man, when he was young, wouldn’t say a single word if I wanted to hear a few sweet words from him. Now his hair has turned white, and he is not serious.’

 The next day

 In the big room, the eldest lady’s family had just finished their meal when they heard from a servant that Xiuer, the maid from Tongyuan, had arrived.

 [Tl: Tongyuan is the name of Mrs. Sond’s yard.]

 “What is she doing here?” Shen Jiarong asked with a frown.

 The eldest lady was also very surprised. Mrs. Song in Tongyuan had always kept to herself. When her mother-in-law just passed away, she thought Mrs. Song was going to be a demon and would try to take the power of the backyard. However, Mrs. Song still shrank in Tongyuan and did not like to show up, living like a Taoist nun.

 “Bring her in,” the eldest lady said calmly.

 After a while, Xiuer stood in front of them. After bowing, Xiuer smiled and said, “Madam, my aunt asked the fifth girl to come over, and people have sent to invite the sixth and seventh girls also.”

 The eldest lady looked at her daughter and asked, “Is there something wrong?”

 Xiuer shook her head. “My aunt only asked the slave to come over and deliver the message, but she didn’t say what the matter was.”

 The eldest lady was a little unhappy. In terms of status, her daughter was the legitimate daughter of the Shen family. ‘Why does an old concubine have the power to pretend to be an elder?’

 Shen Jiarong reminded her mother in a low voice. “Mom, the seventh sister made Grandpa angry last night. Grandfather was busy. Do you want others to discipline the seventh sister and also warn me and the sixth sister?”

 Upon hearing this, the eldest lady felt that it made sense and tensed up. She said to Xiuer with a straight face, “I have something to do here, and I want the fifth girl to help me, so she won’t go.”

 Mother and daughter have always been disdainful of Tongyuan. Xiuer thought of the jewellery box on her aunt’s table and couldn’t help but gloat.

 [Tl: Here ‘aunt’ means concubine.]

End of chapter 8

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