Chapter 490: Red Face and White Face (Supplement 1)
White face
Huaiqing Mansion, Xu Zhai.
Since Xu Yihao passed away immediately, the atmosphere in the Xu family has been completely different from before.
Mr. Xu and Mrs. Xu seemed to have had their souls sucked out of them. They either sat facing each other in silence or weeping silently all day long. They sighed all day long, full of sorrow and nowhere to vent their sorrows.
Mrs. Xu couldn't bear the blow and couldn't bear to fall ill.
Although Xu Bingrong was also sad, it did not stop him from going out to have a good time and have a good time.
But after his son's death, he became even more serious, and it was common for him to be away from home for three or four days.
What was once a nice home is now like a huge tomb, shrouded in desolation and resentment everywhere.
In order to have a successor for the Xu family, Mrs. Xu arranged to add several concubines to Xu Bingrong shortly after Xu Yihao's death.
At first, it really attracted Xu Bingrong, and he didn’t go out much for a while.
However, after all, domestic flowers did not have the same fragrance as wild flowers. After the novelty wore off, he resumed his life of wandering around the fireworks alley.
Mrs. Xu became anxious when she saw this.
As the old saying goes, one essence and ten blood.
There are several beautiful aunts in the family who are not yet happy, and the son has seeds but does not sow them in his own land. Isn't it a waste to waste them all on those dirty women outside?
So for a long period of time that followed, the drama of Xu Bingrong hiding in Tibet and fighting wits and courage with his family became a pastime for the whole city to talk about after dinner.
But as time passed day by day, Mrs. Xu gradually couldn't stand it anymore.
Mr. Xu even resigned to his fate and said to her: "I have told you a long time ago that our old Xu family has always been a one-person family. A single seedling in a thousand hectares of land has never given birth to two sons in several generations.
"Instead of competing with Bingrong every day, you might as well take the time to check out whose child is better, and then adopt Bingrong as your child. At least you can pass on the incense to him.
"Otherwise, when we both die in the future, Bingrong will be left alone in this world without even a single person, how miserable it will be!"
After hearing this, Mrs. Xu cried all night. The next day, with her eyes swollen like rotten peaches, she gritted her teeth and said, "Adoption is not a trivial matter. The child's conduct must be good.
"I don't think it's better than this. You can first go around among the distant relatives of the same clan to see if there are any who are suitable in terms of age and other external conditions.
"Finally, let's ask Bingrong to come together and get in touch with the child. If we are really destined to adopt one, it would be great."
"Although he is Bingrong's adopted son, he is also my grandson. Naturally, I have to choose the most suitable one." When Mr. Xu heard his wife agreed, he suddenly felt that most of his worries had been settled.
He contacted his clan members everywhere and found several children with good conditions in all aspects, but they were all rejected by Mrs. Xu for various reasons.
After a few times, Mr. Xu finally understood that although his wife said she agreed, she actually hadn't overcome this hurdle yet.
"That's all. I've brought you a few children from the same sect who are suitable in all aspects and whose families agree with them. If they're OK, forget it. If they're not, forget it. Don't torment me."
Mrs. Xu lowered her head and wiped her tears, pleading: "Bingrong is still young, maybe he will be born soon.
"No matter how good the adopted one is, it is still not as good as the biological one.
"Otherwise, let's put the adoption aside for now and talk about it in two years."
When Mr. Xu saw his wife's tearful begging eyes, he could only sigh.
As a result, the adoption matter, which had been going on for more than a month, came to nothing.
The Xu family continued to live half-dead in this way.
Until one morning, the old couple had just gotten up and before they had time to wash up, the gatekeeper Xiao Liuzi suddenly stumbled in.
"Old, old lady, old, old madam, something big happened..." Xiao Liuzi didn't stutter, but he ran too fast and was out of breath, so he spoke intermittently.
Mrs. Xu's head buzzed when she saw this, and she instantly recalled the day of Xu Yihao's accident, and was extremely flustered.
She stood up suddenly, lost her balance and twisted her foot, but she didn't even feel the pain. She took a few steps forward and asked sharply: "What happened? Tell me quickly! Tell me quickly! Is it Bingrong... no?"
, it can’t be Bingrong. We Bingrong are blessed with great fortune. I offer incense to the Bodhisattva every day to pray for his peace. Nothing will happen to him, nothing will happen to him... What happened to you? You want to tell me.
Are you anxious to death?"
Seeing that Old Mrs. Xu was shaking like chaff, the woman on the side said quickly and loudly: "Old lady, don't worry, the master will be back before dawn today, and he is already at Aunt Liu's house."
Fell asleep in the room."
When she heard that something had happened to her son, Mrs. Xu's heart finally fell back into her stomach, and she was surprised to realize that she had already broken out in a cold sweat.
"Look at you, you are so flustered and hopeless. Take a breath and tell me what happened."
As long as her son is safe, everything else is not a big deal. Mrs. Xu completely forgot about her previous panic and panic, and she did not forget to scold Xiao Liuzi.
"Old Master, Old Madam, the Shen family of Yongzhou Prefecture sent someone to see..."
"Crack!"
Before Xiao Liuzi finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Xu banging the table.
"Whatever you want to give! Don't give me anything!" Mr. Xu was so angry that his beard stood up. "Xiao Liuzi, I have told you a long time ago that our Xu family and Shen family have severed ties and will never have contact with each other. Are you listening?
Don’t you understand or can’t remember? Are you turning a deaf ear to what I say?”
"No, old lady, little one..."
"Don't talk to me, big or small, now! Immediately! Immediately! Send me away! Don't let me tell you a second time!"
Now that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, when Xiao Liuzi said that someone from the Shen family was coming, the old couple took it for granted that it was Xu Yurou who sent someone to deliver the festival gifts, and they wanted to take the opportunity to test the attitude of their parents' family in order to get back together.
But whenever he thinks of his grandson's death and the tragic situation in his family over the past six months, Mr. Xu still feels itching with hatred. He even broke Xu Yurou into several pieces and used it to grind his teeth.
Mrs. Xu still misses her daughter a little in her heart. After all, she is the flesh that fell from her own body.
What's more, Xu Yurou has always been filial.
She paid for and had people renovate the Xu family's ancestral home.
Xu Bingrong's current job was something she asked Shen Zhonglei for help.
Nowadays, none of the land and silver in the family was given by Xu.
The gifts for three birthdays and two birthdays every year are also very generous.
It's okay to say harsh words like severing ties once in a while, and it's normal to have a quarrel for a while.
But you must grasp this degree well. If it is a saw-saw in the short term and frozen for a long time, it may become a deadlock.
Since Mr. Xu has taken the initiative to pave the steps, he still has to go down.
Otherwise, if we really cut ties with that place and stop communicating with each other, wouldn't the Xu family just sit back and wait for nothing?
I have to say that the old couple of the Xu family always have a surprisingly tacit understanding on such matters.
It's time for one to play the good role and the other to play the bad role.
Just by looking at each other, they already know each other.
Mr. Xu had already made a fool of himself, so the old lady naturally wanted to say a few words of explanation, so that she could get down this step without losing face.
"Old man, calm down first and listen to what Xiao Liuzi has to say.
"After all, Yurou is our own biological child, so we will never have any contact with her for the rest of our lives..."
Old Mrs. Xu spoke in a concise manner, but she couldn't help but start to make calculations in her heart. Since Xu Yurou took the initiative to seek peace this time, the festive preparations would definitely be more generous.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile, thinking that if the festival was three points thicker than in previous years, she would be forgiven for this.