Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 56

Xiao Wenqing didn't come home late, and Zhao's mother was still cooking dinner in the kitchen when she came back.Putting the pen, ink, paper and inkstone back into the room, Xiao Wenqing hurried to the kitchen to help.

"Wenqing, have you seen Xu Shiwei's wife? How is Miss Chunli doing now?" Mother Zhao asked.She didn't let Xiao Wenqing light the fire, and Xiao Wenqing had nothing to do for a while, so he sat beside her to accompany her.

Xiao Wenqing said: "Mother, Miss Chunli has been confiscated by my son-in-law, and Miss treats her pretty well."

"That's good." Mother Zhao smiled.The daughter-in-law was very preoccupied when she was not paying attention, and she guessed that she felt guilty for Miss Chunli.

"Well, I hope Miss will never treat her badly." Xiao Wenqing said.Chun Li is a kind, enthusiastic and timid person. Unless she has to, she will not cause trouble, so the lady should tolerate her serving the uncle.

"Wenqing, you've been out for a long time, did you see anything? Did you buy it?" Zhao's mother asked earnestly.

"Mother, I didn't buy rouge, gouache and hair accessories. I bought a pen, ink, paper and inkstone." Xiao Wenqing said cautiously, peeping at Zhao's mother's face.

"Buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones?" Zhao's mother was slightly taken aback, and said, "You are a person who can read and write, since you like those, you can buy them. My family Mingtang has been good at martial arts since he was a child. A few words, if there are any paperwork matters in the future, you can help him look over them, so as not to be fooled by others." She is a big-hearted mother-in-law, and she doesn't think that a daughter-in-law should be inferior to her husband in every way.

"Thank you, mother." Xiao Wenqing said, her heart was full of gratitude.What can she do to meet an ugly and kind-hearted husband and a magnanimous mother-in-law?Thanks to the prophetic dream, let her escape from that terrible future and have a happy and warm home.

Zhao Mingtang is really a dedicated bodyguard, even though he is married and is still newly married, and other bodyguards are willing to watch the night on his behalf, he still does not return home until evening after seven days.

As soon as Zhao Mingtang came home, Zhao's mother immediately nagged him, saying that there are not four guards on duty every night, can the other two go home to rest?Why does it take him seven or eight days to go home?Don't take over for other guards anymore, he is also a man with a family now, not like before.

Zhao Mingtang listened patiently, led the horse to the thatched shed behind the house, fed the horse with the grain, grass and soybeans prepared by Zhao's mother, fetched water for it to drink, and washed his face a little.

Zhao's mother chased him and nagged: He should also think about her, she is getting old, although she is quite energetic now, but she will collapse one day, he should hurry up and let her hold her grandson.

"While I can still move, I can take care of the children for you." Zhao's mother said eagerly, "Look, my Zhao family's yard is quite big, but it's deserted, not even a child crying. You just Be pity on your old lady, can you bridal chamber with your daughter-in-law earlier." She couldn't figure it out, other people's couples didn't know each other before they got married, so they had their bridal chamber smoothly on the night of their marriage?But her son is making trouble, so she needs to get to know her daughter-in-law better.

"Mother." Zhao Mingtang interrupted her in a deep voice, "Is dinner ready? I'm hungry."

Zhao's mother immediately said: "Wenqing has already cooked it, and she is waiting for you. Mingtang, you don't know that Wenqing's cooking skills are no worse than mother's. She has been cooking these few days." If the son returns Every time she goes home, she will return home before dark, so she has to wait until dark every time to make sure her son does not come home before eating dinner.She used to wait alone, but now she has a daughter-in-law waiting with her.

When Zhao Mingtang came back, Xiao Wenqing had already started bringing dinner to the main room, and when she saw their mother and son coming, she immediately smiled and said, "Mother, Mingtang, you can have dinner now." Well, if I had known that Mingtang would be back tonight, she There should be fried fish fillets in vinegar or something.

Zhao Mingtang took a special look at his wife.But seeing her ruddy complexion, energetic eyes, and delicate lips, it seems that she is having a good time at home these days.She was wearing a light green double-breasted skirt, with a blue coarse cloth embroidered apron with ruffled leaves around her waist, which stretched out her willow waist, which was both simple and graceful as a housewife.

Without the oppression of her master, she lived comfortably and comfortably.

Zhao Mingtang's dark eyes were filled with admiration, and the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smile.

The three of them sat down to have dinner. After dinner, Zhao Mingtang leisurely boxed and stretched his muscles under the grape arbor in the courtyard. Mother Zhao and Xiao Wenqing cleaned up the kitchen, boiled water, and called him to wash up.

In the west room, Xiao Wenqing sat on the long table against the wall, opened the red lacquered dressing box with dragon and phoenix patterns bought by her mother-in-law, took off the hairpins on her head, shook them, and put the earrings in one by one. Gently comb your long hair.

Zhao Mingtang wandered around the room, saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone placed in the corner of the table, so he stepped forward to look.

"Wenqing, did you buy it?" Zhao Mingtang asked.The Zhao family has never had these.

"Well, my mother gave me money to buy rouge and gouache, but I didn't buy it. I bought the Four Treasures of the Study." Xiao Wenqing stopped and said, feeling a little uneasy.Can he allow her to continue reading and practicing calligraphy?The mother-in-law said that he didn't know a lot of Chinese characters. Would he think that his wife's knowledge would set off his ignorance and incompetence?

"Oh." Zhao Mingtang just let out a soft oh, flipping through the rice paper.

(End of this chapter)