Chapter 290: Meeting
On the tenth day of the first month of the lunar calendar, Zheng Ji, Zheng Yu and Zheng Jing came to the Duke of Chengdu’s residence with generous gifts.
The old Duke of State brought a group of his children and grandchildren to entertain them in the front courtyard hall. In addition to Meng Ruyu, all the adult men of the Meng family came.
There was also a cat cowering in the corner, Hua Hua was very curious about her mother’s own father and ran to see the fun.
The Elder Master’s eyes were all smiles when he looked at Zheng Ji, quite proud of the fact that anyone’s son could be as good as mine.
Duke Cheng had never treated Zheng Ji well. As soon as his old father scolded him, he had to pull Zheng Ji out to compare, the more he compared him, the more useless he became.
His heart is quite unimpressed, Zheng Ji what good, the eldest princess scolded him every day unfilial, a few years away from home. Where like himself, in the court as a high official, but also in front of his mother to do filial piety …….
Zheng Ji thanked Jiang again for saving his mother’s life and praised Meng Jimo for finding a good daughter-in-law.
Among the gifts he sent, there were a few specifically for Jiang Yishi. The gifts were so thick and chic that outsiders saw them as his thanks, but only he knew that they were “uncle’s” gifts to his “niece”.
After laughing and joking for a while, Zheng Ji proposed, “I haven’t seen my wife for years, I heard that her health is getting better and better, I’ll go and kowtow to her.”
The Meng and Zheng families were family friends, and all the men and women in the family had met.
The old Grand Duke said, “Eat at Fu An Hall at noon and let those juniors kowtow to you.”
Zheng Ji just want to meet Jiang Yishi and her son, since the full answer. In his heart, he thought that some other day he would let Resignation Mo lead his daughter-in-law and son, and then call Jiang Xun to have a meal outside.
On the way, he heard Zheng Jing and Zheng Yu talk about their acquaintance with Jiang Yishi’s siblings. Not only is Jiang Yishi capable, Jiang Xun is also a good scholar and martial artist, and he even won the Martial Arts Cadetship this year.
Ming Ya and Jiang Chen can also rest in peace ……
Jiang Yishi was sitting on the bed teasing little CunCun when the little girl from FuAnTang came.
She smiled and said, ”Great grandmother, Great General Zheng is here, the old madam has invited the masters to Fu An Hall for the morning meal, and the fifth master, An Ge’er, Cun Ge’er, and Xin Sister’er will also kowtow to Great General Zheng. Old Master said that Great Grandmother will bring Jojo to meet the old master again.”
There was always this day to meet. He was a worldly uncle, and he himself was a worldly nephew-in-law, so let’s meet.
Jiang Yishi got up to change Little Cun Cun’s clothes.
Zheng Ji first went to the east side house to kowtow to the old lady, who took his hand and spoke for a long time before the men sat down to drink tea in the west side house.
In addition to the second Mrs. Meng, the third Mrs. Meng, all the female children are Zheng Ji’s juniors, went to the west side of the house to Zheng Ji to meet the salute, a few children also kowtowed, Zheng Ji gave the children meet the gift.
Jiang Yishi mother and child was the last to arrive, Meng Ruimo stood outside the main room door waiting for her.
When Jiang Yishi approached, Meng Ruimo whispered two words in her ear, “Nothing.”
Entering the west side house, Meng Ruimo led Jiang Yishi to Zheng Ji and smiled, “She is Jiang.” He also smiled at Jiang Yishi and said, “This is Uncle Zheng.”
Jiang Yishi curtsied to Zheng Ji and said, “General Zheng.”
She was reluctant to call him “Uncle”.
This title was not something Zheng Ji was accustomed to, as all the juniors in the Meng Mansion called him “Uncle Zheng” or “Grandfather Zheng”.
He thought that perhaps Yi shi was a stranger to him and was too embarrassed to be called “uncle.”
Zheng Ji was still very excited and suppressed his emotions to look at Jiang Yishi a few more times.
This child really looks like Ming Ya, bright and beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows. It’s just that her aura isn’t quite the same. Mingya is lively and loves to smile, like a peony in full bloom. But Yi shi does not like to smile, eyes deep, like a chrysanthemum as elegant.
In the flick of a finger, Mingya’s daughter is so old, gave birth to a son, and is pregnant with a second child.
It was only when he heard Zheng Yu’s light cough that Zheng Ji reacted to the fact that he had been rude.
He hurriedly lowered his gaze, got up and cupped his fists to Jiang Yishi, and smiled, “Thank you for letting my mother see the light again.”
It was impolite for him to look at someone else’s female family members like that. Aside from Meng Zhimo, everyone thought that he had no regard for etiquette because Jiang had cured the Grand Princess’s eyes out of gratitude and curiosity.
Jiang Yishi tugged at the corner of her mouth and didn’t take the next sentence.
The old Duke smiled and helped her politely, “That’s your mother, she deserves to help.”
Meng Zhimo then pointed to Meng Zhaocun, who was being held by Mother Huang, and smiled, “This is my eldest son, Zhaocun.”
Mother Huang held the child and kowtowed to Zheng Ji.
Little CunCun wasn’t afraid of being born, and looked at Zheng Ji with round eyes, and even let out an “ah”.
This is Mingya’s grandson.
Zheng Ji stretched out his hand, little Cun Cun actually also stretched out his hand to him.
Zheng Ji laughed and took the child into his arms. Cun Cun wrapped his neck around him, his little face brushing against his cheeks and ears from time to time, the drool coming out of his mouth smeared on his face, and his giggles lingered in his ears.
Zheng Ji had a different feeling, as if his heart melted, and his nose was a little sour.
He held the child’s face and looked closely, the child especially resembled Resignation Mo, not so much like Ming Ya, but he just felt that this child was relatable.
When Zheng Jing was this old, he was in the south fighting a rebellion. The first time he saw his son, he could already run all over the place. This is the first time he hugged such a small milk doll, and he realized that the softest is the one that can break the heart …… of the defense.
The boy behind him brought up a tray with a Hetian Jade Heavenly Horse ornament, the same as the one sent to An Ge’er. The one sent to Huang Xin was a Hetian jade lotus flower ornament.
Zheng Ji again removed the trigger finger from his thumb and stuffed it into Xiao Cun Cun’s cotton jacket.
Meng Zhimo and Zheng Yu both froze.
That trigger finger was a superb jadeite openwork trigger finger, one of Zheng Ji’s three favorite trigger fingers.
Suddenly, a voice broke the joyful atmosphere, “Get out, go home, go home ……”
The voice was irritated and slightly hoarse, it was Zheng Ji’s voice.
The Meng family and Zheng Yu knew that it was Jojo barking, only Zheng Jing looked towards his father at first glance.
Seeing that his father also froze and raised his head to look ahead, as he looked over, a maid was carrying a birdcage, and the parrot in the birdcage was jumping and cursing.
“Go home, roll, army stick service …… flowers, flowers, there is a good man in the north ……”
Zheng Ji laughed, and the crowd laughed.
“This little thing, more and more good at talking.”
Only Flower was unhappy, not only did no one notice itself today, even Jojo made more of a splash than he did.
It meowed and scolded, “It’s Mother’s own father who doesn’t like you either. Letting my grandma get pregnant with a baby and then making a disappearance, scum, nasty.”
After cursing, it twisted its head and ran out to look for the old lady.
Jiang Yishi knew that the crowd couldn’t understand Hua Hua’s words, but still subconsciously looked at Zheng Ji. Zheng Ji did not seem to hear the cat’s cry, looking down at Cun Cun Le.
Jiang Yishi was not in a position to stay here for long, and was even more reluctant to let Zheng Ji hold Cun Cun. She asked Mother Huang to bring CunCun over and went to the east side of the house.
At noon, the people in the room to eat, men and women separated by a screen, the men’s table side of the sound of jokes and laughter this side to hear clearly.
Jiang Yishi didn’t want to hear that voice, but that voice just wanted to drill into her ears.