ebookland Chapter 495: Looking at Others Through Her
Chapter 495: Looking at Others Through Her
Mrs. Tang seemed to have not expected Song Yuntang to say such a thing.
With red eyes, he nodded and said, "What the county lady said makes sense."
Seeing this, Tang Jingshan looked at Xu Qingye.
"Come with me to the study. I have something to tell you."
"Yes." Xu Qingye looked at Song Yuntang, "I'll go to the study with the teacher and be back soon."
Song Yuntang nodded.
"Go ahead. I'll stay here and talk to Master's Wife."
Seeing Xu Qingye leaving with Mr. Tang, Mrs. Tang looked at Song Yuntang.
"It seems that Qingye treats you well."
Song Yuntang did not deny it.
"He's very nice and treats me very well."
Mrs. Tang smiled and said, "As for love affairs, it's more interesting to see you young people get along with each other."
As she spoke, she pointed to some pastries in Song Yuntang's hand.
"I asked Nanny Chen to make this this morning. There are lotus cakes, peach cakes, and crabapple cakes. County Lady, please try them and see how they taste."
Song Yuntang nodded and picked up a piece of the most colorful crabapple cake first.
She took a small bite.
The pastry was still warm, the outer layer was crispy and soft, and the red bean paste filling inside was sweet but not greasy. The only thing I didn’t like was the shredded fruit garnishing the crabapple cake.
"The crabapple cake tastes very good, but I'm not used to the taste of shredded fruit."
When Nanny Chen heard this, she laughed with red eyes.
"My lady used to often complain to me, saying that the crabapple cake would be better without the shredded fruit. I didn't understand the county lady's taste, so I added it on my own. Next time I have the chance to make it for you, I will pay attention to it."
Mrs. Tang didn't say anything, but just looked at her with a loving face.
Song Yuntang put down the Begonia cake and picked up the Hibiscus cake and Peach Cake next to it to taste. They both tasted very good and the sweetness was just right for her.
Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, she ate two pieces of lotus cake and peach cake while chatting with Mrs. Tang, and then she ate the crabapple cake she had just tasted.
Mrs. Tang asked her.
"If it doesn't suit your taste, why eat it?"
Song Yuntang smiled faintly. "I can't say I dislike it much, I just can't get used to the taste of shredded fruit. I've experienced hunger before and know what it feels like to be hungry, so I don't like to waste anything. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Madam."
Mrs. Tang took her hand.
"You are a kind and good child who deserves the farmer's hard work. How could the master's wife laugh at you?"
As she spoke, she took off the white jade bracelet on her hand, which was smooth and smooth with a small piece of sugar color, and put it on Song Yuntang's slender wrist.
Song Yuntang evaded the question.
"Master's wife, this bracelet is too valuable. I can't use it."
Madam Tang's face was serious. "A gift from an elder cannot be refused. You said once a teacher is always a father. Now that it's given to you, just wear it with confidence. Master's wife has no shortage of these things."
After hearing this, Song Yuntang could no longer refuse.
After chatting for a while, Mr. Tang and Xu Qingye returned to the main hall.
Seeing this, Song Yuntang quickly stood up.
When the man's eyes swept over her, his brows softened a little, and he bowed to Tang Jingshan and Mrs. Tang.
"It's getting late, and I have children to take care of at home, so I won't bother you and your wife anymore."
Mrs. Tang stood up and said, "I wanted to keep you for lunch before leaving, but since you are worried about your children at home, we can't keep you any longer. If you are in the capital in the future, please come to the Tang Mansion often and bring Hao Ting to us."
Xu Qingye nodded.
"Teacher and mistress, please stay. Goodbye."
After saying that, he took Song Yuntang's hand and turned to leave.
Mrs. Tang looked at Song Yuntang's back, her eyes welling up again. "Nannan always starts with the brightest-colored crabapple cake. She doesn't like the shredded fruit. She eats the lotus cake and peach cake silently, obviously happy. Although she has never been hungry, she doesn't like to waste food. Whenever she encounters food she doesn't like, as long as she touches it, she will still finish it. She and Nannan are so similar, but what is the sky foreshadowing?"
Seeing her looking at Song Yuntang's back with a sad look on her face, Nanny Chen hurried forward to comfort her.
"Maybe it's God's mercy that allows Miss to stay with you in a different way. The doctor said that too much worry and contemplation will damage your spirit. Madam, please don't think too much."
"Ugh."
Mrs. Tang sighed and walked to the backyard.
"But she is not my daughter after all."
……
After getting on the carriage, Song Yuntang looked at Xu Qingye.
"Have you told Mr. Tang about the housewarming party?"
"I told you." Xu Qingye held her hand in his. "The teacher said that he had just resumed his post and there were too many people watching him from behind the scenes, so he wouldn't be attending in person. He would send someone to bring a gift."
Song Yuntang nodded to show his understanding.
An important official like Mr. Tang, with such high position and power, and the people who keep an eye on him, must be extremely important in the officialdom.
We are still young and not suitable for being too popular.
"Speaking of gift-giving."
Song Yuntang raised his hand, turned up his sleeve, and revealed the bracelet on his wrist.
"Here, Master's Wife gave it to me. I didn't want it at first, but she said that gifts from elders cannot be refused. So even if I didn't want it, I couldn't refuse it."
The shiny jade bracelet looked particularly beautiful on her arm.
"That's fine. Since Master's Wife has said so, it's hard to refuse. Just take it. I can repay the favor in other ways in the future."
Song Yuntang put down his arms and leaned on his shoulder.
"I felt like every time she looked at me, it was as if she was remembering their daughter through me, but I had to pretend I didn't know. I always felt like a thief, and I felt guilty."
Xu Qingye put his arm around her waist.
"Teacher and his wife know it all very well. Tang'er, don't feel guilty. It's good for them to have some thoughts in their hearts."
……
As soon as he got home, Song Yuntang went straight to the main courtyard.
Maybe it's a common problem after giving birth. I haven't seen my child for a while and I miss him very much.
When they arrived at the west wing, Xu was holding the sleeping Hao Ting and putting him into the cradle.
Xia Ning saw her coming and bowed, "Madam, the young master just finished his milk and fell asleep."
Song Yuntang nodded.
"You have worked hard."
She came to the bedside and touched the child's smooth little face.
No matter how you look at your own child, you will feel happy.
Because I had eaten a few cakes at Tang Mansion in the morning, I only had a few symbolic bites at noon.
He ate a few more bites of dinner. After finishing his meal, he put on his clothes, took a small hoe, and led Jinshu and Xia Ning to work in the garden for nearly an hour, planting a lot of flowers and herbs.
It was almost dark when I took off my gloves and returned to the main courtyard.
In the courtyard, Xu Qingye and Hao Ting were staring at each other. The expressions of the two father and son were exactly the same, serious but with a hint of curiosity. There was an open book on the table next to them, which was obviously the one Xu Qingye had just read.
Looking at this scene, Song Yuntang found it a little funny.
"What's going on? Father and son are competing with each other."
Xu Qingye glanced in her direction, then turned to look at his son on his lap, "I picked up Shu Haoting and he started to make a fuss, wondering if he wanted me to accompany him."
Song Yuntang understood.
"There's a reason why babies cry. Do you think it's time to change their diapers?"
Xu Qingye nodded, and after untying his son's diaper, a stream of water came towards him.
His pupils shrank and he leaned back quickly to avoid being peed on the face.