Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 32 Stay

Song Jinyue stopped, looked at the woman, smiled, "Mother Jia."

The woman in the dark brown short coat and short robe was none other than Grandma's housekeeper, Grandma Jia.

Aunt Jia stepped forward and took Song Jinyue's hand from Mrs. Liu, and personally helped her into the back room.

Ms. Liu bowed her head and bowed before retreating.

"The old lady has been talking about it several times since she got up this morning, and she is really looking forward to my cousin." Speaking of the old lady, Grandma Jia raised a helpless smile on her lips.

If she hadn't been there to persuade her, the old lady would have ordered someone to set up a carriage and drive to the Duke's Mansion in the morning.

But the Duke's Mansion was different from the past. After the death of his second aunt, Grandpa Guo married the Shen family who was raised outside, and no one from the Zhang family set foot in the Duke's Mansion.

As soon as she entered the door, a wave of heat hit her, and Song Jinyue's cheeks flushed with a hint of blush.

Seeing this, Grandma Jia hurriedly smiled and explained: "A few days ago, the old lady caught wind and cold, so she specially ordered people to burn the earth dragon early."

Song Jinyue's heart sank. Grandma is sick?

In her previous life, when she returned to Beijing, she never heard Grandma Jia mention her grandmother's illness.

"Don't worry, cousin, the old lady is fine now, but...last night, the second young master went to Dingzhou in a hurry, and the old lady was a little worried that something happened in Dingzhou that was hidden from her."

Grandma Jia mentioned the second young master and sighed.

Born as a general in the Zhang family, the young lady is extremely stable and restrained in character.

But these two young masters alone can be regarded as little bullies in the capital. They have often fought with the young masters in the capital since they were young. The young masters who were beaten were all because of the queen, but they just laughed and scolded the children.

Just let them go.

You must not damage the harmony between the two families because of petty quarrels between the children.

Although people say so outside, every time the second young master comes back after getting into trouble, the old lady, no matter how distressed she is, will order someone to beat the second young master severely.

Over and over again, the second young master became thick-skinned and thick-skinned. He was constantly beaten and punished.

"Cousin Ping went to Dingzhou last night? When did he leave?" A flash of astonishment flashed in Song Jinyue's eyes.

She told her cousin Ping yesterday that she wanted him to go to Dingzhou and told him to leave today.

Because she was worried that her cousin Ping had not left yet, she came to the renter's house very early today.

Who would have thought that Cousin Ping actually set out last night.

Grandma Jia pondered for a moment, "Second Young Master left the city at Shenshichu yesterday. He only brought some changes of clothes and a dozen guards on horseback."

Song Jinyue listened and sighed in her heart. Although Cousin Ping spent all day watching the mischief in the capital, he could immediately put away his cynical temper when something happened.

The way he behaves is quite similar to the decisive and decisive nature of the ancestors of the Zhang family.

While they were talking, several people had already entered the back room.

The maids in the house had already been sent away, and the old woman in a dark blue skirt sitting on the black main seat in the main room was her grandmother Zhang.

Aunt Xie wore a light purple skirt with only a few patterns traced on the cuffs with silver thread, and she looked dignified.

"Grandma..." After she called out, Song Jinyue felt a lump in her throat, a slight soreness at the tip of her nose, and wet eyes. She knelt on the ground and was about to salute.

The grandmother on the couch put her hand on her aunt Xie's wrist and staggered forward to greet her. The backs of her hands that had been eroded by time were full of wrinkles and her hair was gray.

With tears of suppressed joy in her eyes, she supported Song Jinyue.

He murmured: "You kid, you are so cruel! Do you know that you are going to kill me, an old woman..."

"Grandma, my granddaughter is unfilial..." Tears welled up in her eyes, blurring Song Jinyue's vision. She held her grandmother's hand tightly, her eyes full of shame.

Xie's eyes became hot and she quickly turned her head away, took out the handkerchief and wiped it.

Everyone in the room also shed a few tears.

Mrs. Zhang let go of her daughter-in-law's hand, took her granddaughter into her arms, and held her tightly.

I am afraid that someone will take away the treasure in my arms.

Repeatedly chanting: "My dear..."

Song Jinyue was in her grandmother's arms, sniffing hard, and her long-suppressed sadness eased a little.

Grandma is getting older, and she can no longer make her cry.

He persuaded softly: "Grandma, I'm back and I will never leave you again."

"Okay, okay, okay!"

Mrs. Zhang finally had a soft smile in her eyes, and then she let go of her granddaughter and looked at her carefully, left and right, but felt that she couldn't get enough.

"Mom, don't tire Yue'er. Let her sit down and talk." Mrs. Xie stepped forward to help Mrs. Zhang, but her eyes kept falling on Song Jinyue.

After not seeing each other for five years, my sister-in-law, my only flesh and blood, now looks more and more like my deceased sister-in-law.

Thinking of her sister-in-law who died young, Xie's heart inevitably felt a little sad.

My sister-in-law is a kind-hearted person. She used to be innocent and lively in her parents' family, and was loved by her father and brother. I thought that this life of my sister-in-law would be smooth.

But who knows, she later married into the Duke of Song Dynasty.

Even after her death, when her husband mentioned his sister-in-law, he would always remain silent for a long time, with a cold glint in his eyes, making people stay away.

"Yes! Yue'er came here with her grandmother." Mrs. Zhang pulled Song Jinyue and sat on the main couch together. She held Song Jinyue's hand and did not let go.

"Let the kitchen prepare some food." Mrs. Zhang looked at her daughter-in-law Xie and ordered.

Mrs. Xie bowed and then replied with a smile: "My daughter-in-law went to the kitchen to prepare some food herself, so my mother would be more troubled."

Mrs. Zhang nodded with satisfaction. Mrs. Xie glanced at Song Jinyue again, smiled and told her not to be formal. Then she left the old lady's house and led her mother-in-law and maid to go to the kitchen to work in person.

Aunt Jia brought a cup of hot tea to Song Jinyue.

"The old lady is still talking about asking my cousin to go back after the Chinese New Year."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and glared at Grandma Jia, and scolded her with a smile: "You old thing, you always rely on me, and you are getting more and more unruly!"

Aunt Jia was not annoyed, she stood behind Mrs. Zhang with a smile, squeezed her shoulder, and replied: "The old lady is kind-hearted, so don't be like this old slave."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and sighed and patted Grandma Jia's hand.

Aunt Jia had been waiting for her since she was a child and accompanying her in her marriage. Decades passed in a flash. She lost her husband and her son at an early age, and she could barely catch her breath.

Aunt Jia was still waiting for her day and night, always saying something to make her feel at ease.

Only then did she survive all the way, and the family did not completely collapse.

Song Jinyue looked at her grandmother with a smile and said nothing.

Mrs. Zhang came back to her senses, looked at her granddaughter, and asked, "Yue'er will stay with grandma for a few more days..."

"good."

Song Jinyue replied without thinking. The smile in her grandmother's eyes deepened a few levels. She hurriedly turned to look at Grandma Jia and ordered: "Quickly go and order someone to clean up a courtyard and come out."

"Old slave, let's do it now!" Grandma Jia stopped squeezing the old lady's shoulders, walked to the main hall, bowed, and then withdrew.

(End of chapter)