The Way of Favors - Chapter 280

???? The Wu family greeted the relatives and beat them. After making a round of the most prosperous street in the capital, they finally arrived at the Zhongyihou’s Mansion.

The sedan chair also stopped steadily.

Fu Xuan got off the sedan chair supported by Quanfu, took the red silk ball, and walked towards the salute hall led by Wu Baiqi.

In the hall, Mr. Wu Laohou wore a festive new clothes and had already waited with a smile.

Mr. Wu knows the virtues of his grandson. With his reputation as a dude, Mr. Wu feels that his grandson can only choose a small family daughter to be his wife. The real famous ladies don’t deserve this. Unlearned bastard? There are a few old friends who have suitable little girls, but the grandson is not up to date, and Master Wu has no face to come to propose marriage.

It’s all right now, the brat has found a good wife by himself. The brothers Fu Pinchuan and Fu Pinyan in Jingyang Houfu are all really capable. Just looking at the three brothers of Fu Ding, Fu Chen and Fu You, one knows that the Fu family is good and the girl must be top-notch. He hadn’t seen the grandson-in-law, but he had heard of the little girl’s talent. She seemed to be a bit old-fashioned, so old-fashioned, just to help take care of the grandson.

Seeing a couple of newlyweds walking in wearing scarlet fire cannons, Old Master Wu stroked his beard with satisfaction.

Grandfather is happy, Wu Baiqi is also happy, worshiping the elders in the envied eyes of a group of friends, and then turning to his wife excitedly.

“Husband and wife worship!”

The bridesmaid skillfully stretched the voice, melodious and full of joy.

Fu Xuan covered his head with a hijab. Because he was wearing a phoenix crown weighing a few pounds on his head, he only bowed slightly to the front. Wu Baiqi was happy, looking at the bride’s wedding gown, and lowering his head excitedly, a bit shorter than the bride.

Someone yelled: “Look, how much Chang Ting likes his wife, he hasn’t gotten a hole yet. The house will take the initiative for the dwarf family!”

On the big day, this kind of joke is not excessive.

Wu Baiqi was a little worried about Fu Xuan’s anger. He glared at the man and decided to look back and settle the accounts with him, and first take his wife to the new house.

When he picked up the hijab, Wu Baiqi shook his hands nervously.

Below Fu Xuan lowered her eyes, watching the red hijab being lifted little by little, and the moment she opened it completely, she closed her eyes.

The room suddenly fell silent.

The family members of the Wu family who came to see the new daughter-in-law stared at the bride intently. They were all amazed at the beauty of the bride, especially those who hadn’t seen Mrs. Qiao, Rong Fu, and Wan Niang before. This is even more incredible. Wu Baiqi, this bastard, can marry such a godlike wife?

Wu Baiqi had met the three sisters of the Fu family, but still looked straight at this time.

All the girls in the Fu family were born in shame. Fu Wan is beautiful and gentle, like a blooming begonia in spring, Fu Rong is beautiful, like a peony in April, and Fu Xuan is beautiful and elegant, like a white lotus blooming in summer.

He used to rack his brains to see a girl two or three times a year. From now on he will live in his house. He can see him whenever he wants. No longer have to worry about being beaten by Fu Chen or her. dodge.

Wu Baiqi yelled happily in his heart. When drinking a cup of wine, he raised his arms and stared at his wife without blinking.

Fu Xuan didn’t even look at him, took a sip, and then withdrew his hand from his arm.

Wu Baiqi was very disappointed, thinking that she was actually married back by a rogue. In fact, he was the only one who was happy for the wedding today. Fu Xuan was not happy at all. The joy and excitement before was like being poured down by a basin of cold water, and he didn’t know how to face it. She, therefore, Quan Fu asked him to accompany the guests to toast, Wu Baiqi just fled and left, with a heart of reluctance.

Fu Xuan changed his clothes and had a banquet accompanied by his wife.

There are two rooms in the Wu family, and only Wu Baiqi is left in the big room. In the second room, the second master was on guard outside, took his concubine and took office, leaving his wife Zhou at home to honor his father and take charge of Hou’s residence. Zhou had only one son, Wu Baiju, whose elder Wu Bai was three years old and married Song Qiang, his son Ming Geer was just two years old.

At the dinner table, Zhou sits opposite Fu Xuan, and eagerly persuades her to use the dishes: “You are welcome, the second wife, we will be a family in the future, don’t be restrained.” A woman in her forties, with a fair complexion, looked at. Kind and easy-going, there is a sense of shrewdness in the flow of eyes.

Fu Xuan smiled and nodded: “Well, I know, second aunt, leave me alone, you can eat too.”

Generous and calm, there is no tension and tension of a new wife who just arrived.

Zhou’s eyebrows jumped, thinking that this niece and daughter-in-law is worthy of the princess’s own sister, and her temperament is really good. Looking at each other with his daughter-in-law Song Qiang, Zhou’s secretly worried, the old man loves Wu Baiqi so much, wouldn’t Fu Xuan let her hand over the cards as soon as he walked in?

Fu Xuan devoted himself to the meal, raised his hands and gestured to be beautiful, occasionally raising his eyes to smile at everyone, quiet and not rude, and would not feel introverted.

After the banquet, Fu Xuan said goodbye and returned to the new house.

She brought four big maidservants, of which Qingque was the most lively and clever. As soon as Fu Xuan came back, Qingque leaned over and whispered back, “Girls and slaves have all inquired clearly. Now the second lady is the steward of the Hou Mansion. The eldest son usually pays his expenses from the old man… The second wife is kind and treats her servants generously, and everyone in the Hou Mansion praises her for her kindness. The grandma is the second wife’s niece, and she likes the second wife. She also helps butler… …”

Fu Xuanzheng was dispatched by Qingzhu. After Qingque had heard everything, she thought for a while and asked, “Here, besides snakes, does he raise anything else?”

Qingque shook his head: “It seems that I have raised some messy people. They threw them away after dating the girl, even the two snakes. In the past, the Hou Mansion had special care for those servants, and they sent them out together last year.”

The girl was afraid of snakes. The first thing she asked after coming over was this.

Fu Xuan said nothing.

Qing Zhu looked at the girl in the mirror and said softly, “Don’t be afraid of the girl, the second master said, if the son still dares to raise the thing, let’s go back.”

In her opinion, the girl was married at a low price. Wu Baiqi would not cherish it if she got a bargain. The girl had her natal family to support her, so she didn’t have to worry about the Wu family.

Fu Xuan raised his eyes and reprimanded her: “You are not allowed to say such things in the future. Is marriage a child’s play?” He went back to her family’s house because of a trivial matter, where did she put the face of the old man? Besides, their Fu family has never had such a domineering daughter.

Knowing that Qing Zhu had made a mistake, he lowered his head in a slanderous manner.

Fu Xuan got up before dawn today, tired for a day, and now tired and sleepy, let them go outside to guard, she lay in bed and rested.

Just lying on an unfamiliar bed, looking at the other pillow next to him, thinking of what was going to happen at night, Fu Xuan couldn’t sleep again.

She took out the pamphlet that her mother had stuffed her quietly, and looked through it page by page.

Marriage is about getting married. This kind of thing can’t be avoided. My mother probably also saw that she didn’t like Wu Baiqi, and specially reminded her to be careful at night and don’t hurt her.

Fu Xuanxi reads books and loves calligraphy and painting. At this time, she has no thoughts of being shy when she sees this kind of thing that the girl next to her avoids. Except for the first two pages carefully to see what is going on, then her eyes fall on those things. On the character’s appearance and clothing, as well as the surrounding pavilions and pavilions, I looked at and shook his head.

Who painted this? Husbands and wives sleep on the same bed at night and pay the courtesy of Zhou Gong. How can they hang out in the study garden? Only women who are not serious can indulge their husbands such a mess, right? Mother is true too. Isn’t there a more normal booklet?

Putting the booklet back into the cage, Fu Xuan lay down for a while and fell asleep.

Sleeping till dusk, was awakened by the maids.

It was very hot in May, and Fu Xuan sweated out and went to the side room to take a shower. After he came out, it took two quarters of an hour to dry his hair, and another time to comb his hair. There was a faint noise coming from the crowd in front of him. Fu Xuan listened for a while but couldn’t hear clearly, and walked to the desk to practice writing.

In the evening, Wu Baiqi drank with others, and he would definitely not come back. Fu Xuan had eaten by himself, and after walking around in the yard to digest, he told Qingzhu: “The son of the world should be back in a while. You prepare the sober soup.”

Qing Zhu smiled and said, “Don’t worry, the girl is already ready.”

Fu Xuan said, went to the house and waited.

After the shift, Wu Baiqi was helped back, drunk and drunk, clutching the long follow A Zhen’s collar to fight for wine.

Fu Xuan asked A Zhen to help the people on the outside couch. A Zhen left, and then ordered Qing Zhu to serve the sober soup. She wrung out the wet towels and wrung out, and personally served the man on the couch whose face was flushed.

The warm towel moved along the forehead, the gentleness that can only be dreamed of in a dream. Wu Baiqi opened his eyes dizzyly, and saw a fairy leaning over and standing in front of the couch, helping him wipe his face calmly. Looking at her, he looked at her incredulously. She moved her eyes away, her hands kept moving: “The maid is going to serve the sober soup. Let’s drink some later.”

Hearing her clear spring voice, Wu Baiqi woke up completely.

Recalling the shame he was just now, Wu Baiqi grabbed the towel in her hand and sat up awkwardly, not daring to look at her, and wiped his face with his head lowered and said: “I, I will do it myself…”

He didn’t need her help, and Fu Xuan didn’t insist. He sat on the edge of the couch and looked at the door.

After Wu Baiqi wiped his face, he glanced at her quietly, feeling the warmth of the towel, and he plucked up the courage to ask: “You, you help me wipe my face, aren’t you angry?”

There was no expression on Fu Xuan’s face, and he said to the door: “You are my husband, you are unwell, I should have taken care of you.”

Indifferent and alienated.

Wu Baiqi understood, even though she was forced to marry by his coercion that day, she still didn’t wait to see him in her heart.

Just about to speak, Qing Zhu came in carrying the hangover soup. Seeing that the girl didn’t mean to do it herself, Qing Zhu directly handed the bowl to Wu Baiqi. Wu Baiqi took it, tested the temperature for a while, and it was not hot. He leaned back, got up and said to Fu Xuan: “I, I’m going to take a shower, you can go to the house to sleep.”

Fu Xuan told Qingzhu: “You go and serve the world.”

Qing Zhu was stunned. The maid should do this kind of work, but she has been with the girl since she was a child and hasn’t wiped the man’s back yet?

Without waiting for her to return, Wu Baiqi hurriedly refused, seeming to be anxious to explain to his wife, “No, I am used to washing myself. I have never used a maid.”

Fu Xuan listened, and responded with a general response, and said to Qingzhu: “Then you go pick up your clothes and send them to the bathroom, and save your son for replacement.”

Qingzhu went happily this time.

Wu Bai scratched his head, and when he raised his arm, he smelled of alcohol. He could not care about anything else and went to the bath first.