It’s lively and bustling, it’s already been three rounds of wine and five delicious dishes.
Luo's sixtieth birthday was a success, everything that should come came, and everything that deserved a reward was rewarded.
Luo Shi got up and went to change clothes.
The place is small, so she can just go to the back room, which is fine.
A woman followed him into the house and carefully knelt in front of Luo Shi.
Luo Shi was looking at the gorgeous clothes, and they would be even more gorgeous when he became a third-grade imperial concubine.
After drinking, Luo Shi's face turned red and he looked very young. He looked at his mother-in-law and asked, "Mr. Yu, what's wrong?"
Yu was in her fifties, younger than Luo, and very respectable, but she looked older than Luo. She was very cautious and said with trembling, "The child is here."
Luo Shi didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Another daughter-in-law came over. She was much more imposing and her voice was much louder: "A beggar came outside and said he was the third master's biological daughter. He kept asking whether the old lady recognized her."
Luo Shi suddenly came back to his senses, staring at the wife with eyes like knives.
The daughter-in-law was startled and hurriedly knelt down beside Mr. Yu. She couldn't speak out this time, so she let Mr. Yu speak.
Luo Shi stared at Yu Shi, especially coldly.
Although the sun is shining brightly outside, it makes the house dark; the bustle outside makes the house quiet.
It's relatively quiet and perfect for talking.
The Yu family has been following the Luo family for decades, but I am afraid that it is not today, so I said honestly: "Xie Yushi's mother, Mrs. Su from the Xing family, Mrs. Li from the Yangcheng Marquis Mansion, etc. are all outside."
Luo Shi was furious: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? When did they come?"
Mrs. Yu didn't know either. She had followed Mrs. Luo around early in the morning, so she could only say: "I came quite early."
Luo Shi thought fiercely: "Mrs. Li is the cousin of the Queen Mother Guo. The Rong family and the Xing family have no friendship. What is the old woman of the Xie family doing? She is old and immortal!"
Mrs. Yu knelt down obediently.
No matter how many grades Luo became, she was still a slave.
When she was happy when she was sold to Luo Shi, she felt a little better.
But Luo had done too many immoral things, and Yu was a little numb, feeling that sooner or later she would suffer retribution.
Luo Shi first scolded the old slave: "What did you do?"
Yu said honestly: "I didn't do anything."
Luo Shi snorted coldly. She was too lazy to talk to people who were used to it. As for the people outside: "They didn't hand over greeting cards, so ignore them."
There was no friendship in the first place. Luo Shi knew that some people could not stand it and were jealous of her. She was too lazy to look at her face. It was her birthday and she was in a good mood.
Luo Shi also ordered: "Just drive away the others!" He asked Yu Shi in a dark voice, "How to deal with it, don't you need to tell me?"
Originally, she was spared her life, but since she wanted to find her, Luo Shi didn't care, so he just crushed her like a bug.
Mrs. Yu still wanted to remind: "Mrs. Li, Mrs. Su, they are all watching."
It probably means something else.
So, if we kill people now, I'm afraid it won't end well.
Luo Shi was extremely angry! He wished he could cut that little bitch into pieces!
Coming back to collect debts on purpose? Luo Shi is not afraid anymore!
The daughter-in-law, who was kneeling next to Mrs. Yu, seized the opportunity and said to Mrs. Luo, "I'll take care of it."
Roche nodded.
It was a good time and she didn't want to let anything put it off.
The maid helped Rong Cuiyun over.
Rong Cuiyun's room is over there. She was originally there and couldn't come here easily.
However, Rong Ji is rarely here, so Luo Shi sometimes takes his precious granddaughter with him.
Now, Luo Shi is holding her precious granddaughter and looking at her exquisite appearance. The more she looks at her, the more satisfied she becomes. This is her granddaughter.
There are six granddaughters of the Luo family, but none of them is as good as Cuiyun. Regardless of whether they are born to the Cheng family, the Pan family, or the Xiao family, they are just a little bit behind.
This may be fate from a previous life, Luo Shi looked at Cuiyun's face that looked very similar to hers.
Although Luo Shi's face is much bigger than Cuiyun's, he likes it when he looks at it, but dislikes her when she frowns: "What's wrong? Are you sleepy? Why don't you take a nap here?"
Rong Cuiyun didn't know what to say, she was just a little pitiful.
Luo Shi was so distressed that she held her in her arms and asked her maid to take care of her.
Several maids and daughters-in-law took care of her carefully, just like princesses.
Rong Cuiyun called carefully: "Grandma."
Luo Shi reassured: "My son, just rest in peace."
Rong Cuiyun understood. As long as you listen to your grandmother, you will be right.
Or maybe grandma is powerful enough that she doesn't have to worry about it at all.
The maid whispered to one side: "Then you still think of yourself as a rich lady. How can you compare yourself with a lady?"
Rong Cuiyun lay on the couch and closed her eyes.
The maid was still muttering in her ear: "The young lady is good-looking, talented and virtuous. She is liked by the old lady, and is liked by Empress Dowager Meng. The young ladies in the capital are still far behind. What's more, she is a wild girl who doesn't know where she came from.
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Rong Cuiyun was quiet, and the whole room was quiet.
Although the house is quiet, the noise from outside can still be heard.
Just like this room, it is also full of joy and filled with things for the sixtieth birthday.
Put some unimportant things in the back, but valuable things should still be put here.
Luo Shi would not give anyone a chance, whether his eldest son or grandson.
Outside, the guests all had about the same meal and stopped to chat.
Now, everyone has basically heard that Rong Cuiyun is a fake?
Those who were brave enough to ask Cheng directly said, "I heard they are from Ningzhou."
Mrs. Cheng said hurriedly: "The old lady said that the third lady is her granddaughter!"
Several guests laughed.
This is true, but who is the father of Zhu?
To be honest, everyone doubts Rong Cuiyun.
Even if Mrs. Zhu's daughter is raised by Mr. Luo, it cannot be said that Rong Cuiyun is not like Rong Qingfu and Mr. Zhu at all.
It is also very strange that Luo Shi left all his own granddaughters to hold a fake one.
A group of young ladies were unhappy and ran out of the gate.
Originally, they had to be reserved.
But, Mrs. Li, Mrs. Su, and the young lady from Duke Wei's mansion are all outside, so it doesn't matter to them?
In the afternoon, the temperature is the highest and Wuyu Street is not cold at all.
The daughter-in-law came out and fought in front of Ancestor Yeman.
Du Hu stood in front of his ancestor and pushed his wife hard: "What are you doing?"
The daughter-in-law of the Rong family was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that Mrs. Li and the old lady of the Xie family were both here.
This daughter-in-law is plump and courageous. She explained to Mrs. Li: "This granddaughter is not pretending to be her. How can my third young lady be compared to ordinary people? Even the Queen Mother has praised her."
Trying to use Empress Dowager Meng to suppress others did not work, and everyone continued to make noises.
"What evidence do you have, little lady?"
"If Mrs. Luo throws away Mr. Rong's daughter, she will naturally not recognize her."
"If you want to recognize your relatives, you still need evidence."
"If the Rong family doesn't admit it, then don't admit it. You've already worked hard."
"When Mrs. Luo really admits that she makes you work every day and sleep in pig pens, you will regret it."
A group of people didn't recognize it.
More heckling.
That wife wants to fight the ancestor Yeman.
There are more obstacles.
This scene is lively enough.
Grandpa Yeman doesn't cry or make trouble, and his small face seems to have enough scars to bear it.