That night, Yongchang Hou couldn't fall asleep again. He was afraid that when he went back, he would wake up Mrs. Meng and she would notice the clues, so he slept alone in the study. He held the small package and stayed awake all night.
sleep.
He couldn't imagine how his once-so precious girl ended up as a concubine, how she almost died, and why she suffered so much. She should have been raised with dignity and dignity until she was old enough to marry
She was a well-matched husband who loved her dearly, but she just suffered so much!
When the sky was slightly bright, Marquis Yongchang got up, took leave, and waited at the door of the Marquis' mansion, leaving his servants at a loss.
Marquis Yongchang waited at the gate for almost an hour before Meng Shaoqing led a carriage to stop at the gate of the mansion.
Marquis Yongchang almost jogged past.
When Cheng Shitou, Guo'er Niang and Guo'er got out of the carriage, they saw a middle-aged man with messy hair standing there with a tired face.
Meng Shaoqing stepped forward and looked at the appearance of Marquis Yongchang, but still said helplessly: "This is my father, Marquis Yongchang!"
Cheng Shitou was startled. He pulled his wife and children and was about to kneel down. Marquis Yongchang quickly stepped forward and supported Cheng Shitou: "No, no!"
Cheng Shitou looked at his hand held tightly by Marquis Yongchang with a panic expression on his face.
"Shaoqing has told me that you are sincerely kind to Wanwan. You also saved our lives back then. You are the benefactors of our family. You cannot kneel down! You cannot kneel down!" Marquis Yongchang slapped him again and again.
Hands turned to stone.
At this time, the Marquis of Yongchang did not have any dignity as a Marquis. All he had was the caring heart of an old father for his daughter. Cheng Shitou looked at the Marquis of Yongchang and felt guilty: "We failed to take good care of Ah Chun.
How can we bear the word benefactor?"
"I can afford it, I can afford it!" Marquis Yongchang pulled Cheng Shitou and walked inside. "My wife still doesn't know that she is weak. I don't dare to tell her directly. If she loses her temper later, you guys will
Please forgive me!"
Cheng Shitou naturally agreed wholeheartedly.
After all, Yongchang Hou went to wash up, and then took Cheng Shitou and his family to the old lady's yard.
When the old marquis and the old lady were called out, they were still puzzled. It wasn't until Mrs. Meng came over that Meng Shaoqing handed the package to her: "Mother, look at this!"
Mrs. Meng looked at the package with a puzzled expression, and then slowly opened the package in full view of everyone.
The clothes in the package suddenly fell into her eyelids. Mrs. Meng grabbed the clothes fiercely and knocked over the table next to her. The tea spilled on the floor, but she didn't care. She held on to the clothes tightly: "This is Wanwan."
clothes!"
The old lady and the old marquis stood up suddenly: "Wanwan's clothes!"
"Yes, these are Wanwan's clothes. Although the material is very old, I can be sure that these are Wanwan's clothes. These are the clothes I made for her with my own hands. This is what she was wearing when she was lost.
." Mrs. Meng's tears fell instantly, "Shaoqing, tell me, where did this dress come from?"
"I got it from Wanwan's adoptive parents." Meng Shaoqing turned back and looked at Cheng Shitou.
Cheng Shitou and Guo'er Niang, who were sitting in the corner, immediately stood up.
Mrs. Meng quickly ran to Cheng Shitou: "Brother, brother, these clothes are at your place, right? These are my daughter's clothes. Where is my daughter? Where is my daughter?"
Guo'er Niang looked at Mrs. Meng in front of her, with tears covering her cheeks. She was also a mother, so she naturally understood that her children were the life of a mother. She had lost her daughter, and no one else could do it better than her.
Sad.
"The prince said that she has been picked up by you!" Guo'er Niang said softly.
"Picked up?"
Meng Shaoqing quickly stepped forward to support Mrs. Meng: "Mom, you have already seen Wan Wan!"
"Have I met Wanwan?"
"Yes, didn't you go to my aunt's house yesterday? That Lady Chun in my aunt's house is Wan Wan." Meng Shaoqing looked at Lady Meng and said word by word.
"What did you say?" Mrs. Meng staggered, and then beat her chest repeatedly, "You mean, the Mrs. Chun I saw yesterday is my Wanwan?"
Marquis Yongchang stepped forward and hugged Mrs. Meng into his arms: "Yes, that is our Wanwan. Just wait a moment. Jing'er will bring her over soon."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? That's my daughter. I've obviously seen her. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Mrs. Meng was so anxious that she jumped on the spot, "That's my Wanwan, I'll just stand there."
There I watched her being... watched her being scolded as a little whore by the Hao girl. I just stood there and watched her being scolded. Why? Why didn't you tell me, why? "
Mrs. Meng was born into a famous family. When she was young, she was the daughter of a powerful man. Later she became the wife of a marquis. She was noble and elegant. She rarely looked out of place no matter where she was. But at this time, she was like an ordinary mother.
Like that, my face was full of tears, crying and grieving.
It's just that no one cares about her gaffe at this time. What everyone sees is a mother feeling ecstatic, apologetic, and uneasy about her lost daughter!
The old lady watched, heartbroken. She stood up and walked to Mrs. Meng: "Wipe your tears quickly, Wanwan will be here soon, how can you let her see such a sad mother?
"
Mrs. Meng paused, then looked at the old lady with also red eyes. Finally she couldn't hold it back and cried bitterly on her shoulder.
The old Marquis looked at it and couldn't help but said: "Young Master only came back last night. They must have only found out about it yesterday. They must not have hidden it from you on purpose."
"Yes, how could Shaoqing, such a filial child, be willing to hide it from you? He must be worried that he would make you happy in vain, so he went all the way to Jiangnan. Only after he was sure that he was your child did he dare to tell you.
You!" The old lady patted Mrs. Meng's back gently, "We have been waiting for you for so many years, and in such a short time, can't we wait any longer?"
"Mother……"
Everyone present looked at it with emotionless expressions. Even the old Marquis couldn't hold back and his eyes gradually turned red.
Guo'er Niang looked at it and couldn't help wiping her tears: "Such a good Ah Chun, why did he get lost? Look at the splendor of this house, it is obviously a good life that will never end, how come it is here?
How much pain will our family suffer?”
Cheng Shitou patted Guoer Niang on the shoulder and said nothing.