Thinking of this and looking at the sun outside, Lu Fenghe felt that it was boring to sit here and talk about everyday things in such a beautiful weather.
"Mrs. Fan, aunt, please take a seat. I'll go back and see Sister Zhen first." Lu Fenghe stood up and rushed up to the elders to salute and say goodbye.
Mrs. Guo said sadly: "Go quickly, go quickly. If nothing happens, bring him over and let me have a look. This child has a good temper and won't have any strange thoughts in a few days."
Lu Fenghe responded, "My aunt is always worried about her children. She sends people to see Brother Ba every now and then, and now she has Sister Zhen as well."
Mrs. Guo was a little tired, "As you get older, you should worry about your children growing up quickly. You can go on your own."
"Yes, the niece will go first."
Lu Fenghe's attitude is very obvious. He refers to her as aunt in one sentence and niece in other words. The implication is that you are still my aunt and I don't want to be your daughter-in-law.
After saluting again, Lu Fenghe left the hall. The wind blew under his feet, and he wished he could see the soft and waxy Sister Zhen right away.
When Lu Fenghe returned to Zhuopu Courtyard, Sister Zhen was being fanned by her nurse, covering her smiling face, sleeping on a cushion in the corridor and basking in the sun.
Lu Fenghe walked over quickly. He didn't know whether he heard the sound or smelled it. As soon as Lu Fenghe walked to the corridor, Sister Zhen stretched out her hand in the direction of Lu Fenghe.
Lu Fenghe was shocked when he saw this. She was the mother that her children relied on wholeheartedly, but she failed to do what a mother should do.
Lu Fenghe took off his embroidered gown and put on a cotton and linen coat that had been starched several times. He lifted Sister Zhen's small body and placed it in his arms.
Sister Zhen found a comfortable position in Lu Fenghe's arms and sighed. Lu Fenghe looked at this little person and wanted to imprint Sister Zhen's appearance in his mind.
After Lu Fenghe hugged her for a while, the wet nurse came to pick her up. Lu Fenghe avoided her and did not hand Sister Zhen over to her as usual.
Lu Fenghe seemed unable to feel the soreness in his arms. He kept holding Sister Zhen, holding her to bask in the sun, holding her to smell the flowers, holding her to feel the breeze...
It wasn't until Sister Zhen was squirming around uncomfortably that she kept trying, and the wet nurse reached out to pick her up.
"Madam, this is a matter of internal urgency. Please give it to the villain first. Don't worry if it stains Madam's clothes."
Lu Fenghe really didn't know that this was the child's anxious reaction, and he didn't know how to deal with it. His sister handed it to the wet nurse, but he didn't walk away, standing aside and watching.
With Lu Fenghe next to her, the wet nurse's movements were a bit unnatural, for fear that she might have touched her too hard, or made her uncomfortable and the host would dislike her.
Lu Fenghe didn't pay attention to the wet nurse's movements at all. She originally thought she would feel uncomfortable seeing the filth and had already held her breath. However, it turns out that most of the time, people are just psychological.
The wet nurse cleaned and refreshed Sister Zhen, and Lu Fenghe picked up Sister Zhen again.
It wasn't until Sister Zhen started to squeal that Lu Fenghe gave Sister Zhen to the wet nurse.
Lu Fenghe had personally fed Sister Zhen for a period of time, but he did not breastfeed her son intentionally, nor did he feed her frequently. Later, when he was out on a boat trip, he had to cover up for Shen Nanxun, so he fed her even less, and gradually her milk supply decreased.
No more, not even enough for Sister Zhen to have a meal.
Lu Fenghe was impatient to drink those milk-stimulating decoctions, so he stopped thinking about feeding her himself. At any rate, he had been feeding her for about ten days.
Until someone from the Zhao family came and said they were going to Fourth Master Lu's new house, and asked Lu Fenghe whether to go with him or not at a later date.
Lu Fenghe looked at Sister Zhen who had eaten and drank and looked sleepy, and told Cuizhi to stay and look after her until she went to bed and tidied up. She could just take her there before dinner, and she would go there first.
Lu Fenghe went to the front yard to meet the others. Mr. Lu was also waiting in the front yard with several gentlemen.
Lu Fenghe saw Shen Nanxun in the crowd at a glance. There were obviously several gentlemen standing there, all of whom were amazing and talented, but Lu Fenghe still felt that Shen Nanxun was the most outstanding one among them.
Wearing a dark green collared coat, she looks like a green pine and cypress, with a tall and straight figure and a straight back.
With just one glance, Lu Fenghe quickly averted her gaze. She knew that she must have blushed again, just like the first time they met in the academy. Just one glance.
Although Shen Nanxun was talking to Lu Balang, his attention was always on Lu Fenghe. He caught Lu Fenghe's glance and saw her quick turn of her head.
Shen Nanxun frowned, what's going on? He looked unhappy. Could it be that... he made her unhappy by asking her not to ask any more questions?
But Mrs. Fan never liked military generals very much. Even if she married a military general, she always felt that it was because their family was so weak that she had to marry a military general.
Although Lord Fan is from Zizhou, he started from the northwest and has always been on good terms with Shen Nanxun. Originally, Lord Fan's eldest daughter wanted to marry a military general from the northwest. Lord Fan made an agreement with the other party, and Miss Fan also met.
He greeted the person and nodded.
When they arrived at Mrs. Fan's place, Mrs. Fan made a lot of fuss, and finally followed Mrs. Fan's wish and married Mrs. Fan to the second son of a farming and studying family in Huizhou.
The eldest daughter of a good fourth-rank official family married the second son of a family with no fame. When Shen Nanxun found out, he was very angry for the colleague that Lord Fan originally liked.
Are numerous military exploits not as beneficial as the illusory fame?
Therefore, when Master Fan's eldest son reached his age, no one among his colleagues dared to mention marriage, and it was Mrs. Fan who made the decision to marry the daughter of the Wei family in Yangzhou.
It has not been mentioned that if Mrs. Fan's unmarried daughter-in-law is not related to Lu Fenghe, she and Lu Fenghe's good friend Wei Jiaojiao are still cousins, but one is the eldest daughter-in-law and the other is the daughter-in-law.
Lu Fenghe wanted to take care of the second girl Fan's marriage. If he proposed it directly to Mrs. Fan, Mrs. Fan would probably reject it as soon as she heard that she was a military general.
Shen Nanxun knew that Lu Fenghe was thin-skinned, so he would definitely be unhappy if he was rejected.
Shen Nanxun knew more than Lu Fenghe and thought more about himself.
Even if Miss Fan cannot marry Shen Ke in the end, she will probably have to marry into a military general's family. This is not possible for Mrs. Fan. Fan is a military general in the history of history. If his in-laws are all scholars, it will not help his career. If he has the ability,
If he goes up by himself, he will suffer hardship even if he makes friends with civil servants.
Governor Fan is a heavy sword that Shen Nanxun can use. He cannot let it be broken because of the marriage of his family and his daughter. Even if the sword is rusty, it is not worth it.
How did Lu Fenghe know that she just turned her head and Shen Nanxun could think so much.
Qin Ling'er saw Lu Fenghe saying a few words to Sister Lian who was standing next to her, so she walked over quickly and whispered to Lu Fenghe.
"Mother Jiao has sent a message." Qin Ling'er smiled brightly, "The woman was taken to my mother's yard. She was in a hurry to go back, so I sent her back."
"What did Jiao Niang say?"
"Jiao Niang said that the fetus is firmly seated. She wants to go back to Yangzhou and asks us if we can go. If not, she will come to Piling."