pet marriage

When Shen Qingyue heard the servant's words, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Mingshu, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

Shen Mingshu nodded to indicate that she understood, noticed Shen Qingyue's gaze, and smiled at her comfortingly.

Seeing her indifferent expression, Shen Qingyue was slightly relieved, Shen Qingjia would not be confused, but the second cousin did communicate more frequently.

But Shen Qingjia was not facing Zhang Xiulang on the other side.

When Zhang Xiulang came to the door, he was thinking about going out to visit the Linlang Pavilion, but he was immediately blocked.

Zhang Xiulang looked at him with a smile, and patted his fan pretending to be chic, "Jiadi, the weather is nice today, why don't we go for a walk together."

These days he has also seen Shen Qingjia's estrangement, but he doesn't think it is because of what he said before. In his opinion, it is impossible for Shen Qingjia not to be tempted by the Shen family's wealth. He is just helping someone at the right time. I'm busy, and I'm trying to find some benefits by the way, maybe Shen Mingshu has been taking care of me these days.

Although Shen Qingjia had a lively mind, but being so blocked, it was not easy to refuse directly. He looked at the servants around him, trying to find an excuse, but Zhang Xiulang regarded him as being stared at by his servants.

He put on Shen Qingjia's shoulder familiarly, pushed him outside, and said in a low voice: "It's not me looking for you today, it's the old lady looking for you."

Shen Qingjia was frowning and wanted to pull his hand down, but when he heard this, his hands paused, and he looked over suspiciously, "Old lady?"

Zhang Xiulang winked at him and smiled, "No, the carriage is already waiting outside."

Shen Qingjia's heart sank, she withdrew the hand that was about to push him away, and went out together with him, he remembered what the eldest sister had said to him before she got married, if the grandmother really knew about this, then she wouldn't just go back and ignore it something happened.

When he went out with Zhang Xiulang, he saw three carriages waiting outside, Zhang Xiulang made a look at the two in front, "Go quickly, the old lady is waiting."

Shen Qingjia boarded the carriage ahead with a heavy heart, and saw the old lady beckoning to him kindly, "Qing Jia, come up quickly."

Shen Qingjia responded, and sat down beside her. Since he was a child, the old lady loved him and Qingyue very much. Although he knew that the old lady was not close to the eldest sister, he never thought that the old lady would support her. He went to grab the elder sister's things.

Thinking of this in his heart, his face became a little heavy. The old lady looked at it, and then she thought about it, and smiled and asked the nanny to pour tea for Shen Qingjia, "It's such a cold day, and I asked you to accompany my old lady. In the temple, drink a cup of tea to warm up your body."

Shen Qingjia saw that the old lady still showed undisguised love for them, sighed a little in her heart, took the cup of tea, and said softly: "What's the trouble with the old lady, but I should let my grandson go to the Zhang residence to pick up the old lady That's right, how can I let you pick me up."

The old lady was amused by him, and said, "I know you are a sweet-talking person."

The old lady didn't mention those troublesome things, Shen Qingjia simply didn't know, and what the old lady said made her laugh heartily.

This time they went to the Avalokitesvara Temple outside the city, where the old ladies used to go to burn incense and pray for blessings, but this year they brought Shen Qingjia and Zhang Xiulang with them.

The old lady was coaxed into laughter by Shen Qingjia, looking at Shen Qingjia's eyebrows, she unexpectedly thought of her daughter who had gone earlier, she seemed to be around the same age when she left her side.

Back then, her daughter was so well-behaved and sensible, good-looking, and sweet-mouthed, who would make her happy the most. If she hadn't been seduced by the cook, how could she have done the thing of leaving home? Won't go early.

Thinking of this, the old lady felt sad, but fortunately these children were left behind, let her have a look at them, and they can take care of her.

Seeing the gloomy look on the old lady's face, Shen Qingjia was worried, "What's wrong with the old lady? But the joke my grandson just said was not interesting?"

The old lady shook her head, stroked his hand, and sighed, "I just suddenly remembered your mother."

Hearing what the old lady said, Shen Qingjia lowered her head slightly, and said comfortingly: "Don't be sad, old lady, if she gets sick, mother will definitely feel guilty."

"You are right, she is the most kind-hearted," the old lady sighed, wiping the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "It has been so many years in a blink of an eye, and you are so old."

The old lady said softly: "Yuxuan will keep your children, and I don't know how long I can take care of them."

Shen Qingjia quickly said: "Don't say that, old lady, my second sister and I pray for you every year, and we will surely live a long life."

"You are all filial children," the old lady patted his hand with emotion, and said, "That's what I worry about the most."

She stopped what Shen Qingjia wanted to say, and said earnestly: "I know you have always been smart and filial, but you are also the most soft-hearted. I also know that I am partial to you and Qingyue, and I owe Mingshu a little, but I still look forward to it. Before I leave, I can see that you are in charge of the Shen family's affairs."

Shen Qingjia bit her lip and raised her eyes to look at the old lady, "Why bother, old lady, eldest sister is not the kind of person with a small belly."

"I know that." Seeing the stubbornness on Shen Qingjia's face, the old lady was both helpless and relieved, and persuaded: "Now she can tolerate you, but what about in the future? You are still young now, when you get older Now, who should the Shen family decide for?"

Her voice was soft, as if coaxing them when she was a child, and said patiently: "Ming Shu is married now, and I am afraid she will not have children in the future. Can you just wait for her to hand over the Shen family's property to her in a hundred years? Is your son even someone else?"

"I can go out and start a career by myself." Shen Qingjia said holding back his energy, he didn't know whether he wanted to convince the old lady or himself.

The old lady looked at him with clear and sharp eyes, and asked, "It's easy to say, but do you know how to do it? How hard is it to do it?"

Shen Qingjia wanted to say more, but the carriage stopped, and someone outside respectfully talked about Guanyin Temple.

The old lady responded and looked at Shen Qingjia, "Let's go down first."

Shen Qingjia had no choice but to swallow the rebuttal words, jumped out of the carriage first, helped the old lady down, and Zhang Xiulang smiled at him from afar, but Shen Qingjia didn't care about it.

The old lady led him directly into the hall, she was a distinguished guest who often came here, the host had already been waiting, Zhang Xiulang saw their expressions, so he didn't go over rashly, but talked to the old lady, and walked towards the back of the mountain Walking, where the scenery is good, even in winter, many ladies and ladies come to enjoy the winter scenery.

The old lady led Shen Qingjia and the host to the side room prepared for distinguished guests, the host smiled kindly and said: "The old lady has not been around for a long time, I wonder who this extraordinary young master is?"

The old lady was obviously familiar with the host, and said with a smile: "This is my little grandson, the host said this, but do you think the sesame oil is not enough?"

The host knew a thing or two about the affairs of the various families in the capital, and guessed a little from Shen Qingjia's age, with a smile on his face, he waved his hands repeatedly, and said: "Amitabha, the old lady is wrong. , there is no reason for a distinguished guest like you to say such disrespectful words."

The old lady smiled amicably, and said, "Don't be so talkative, hurry up and bring that Buddha jade."

The host brought them to the side room, and then went to pick them up in person, obviously it was a very important thing, Shen Qingjia saw the old lady drinking tea with a calm expression, for a moment she didn't know how to speak.

When the host returned, he carefully placed the sandalwood box on the table, "This Buddha jade has been raised in the temple for three years, and I can finally give it to the old lady."

The old lady smiled and opened the wooden box, and inside lay a round suet white jade tablet, only the size of a palm, with only a few shallow carvings on it, the style is simple and generous.

The old lady handed the Buddha jade to Shen Qingjia, only to find that the white jade was not cold, but had a faint warmth, and even a hint of sandalwood.

"Old lady, this is?"

"I found this a few years ago. I stayed in this temple to raise it. I received this incense. Now I finally finished it. I leave it for you as a protective jade plaque."

The host quietly backed out after presenting the Buddha jade. Shen Qingjia was holding the Buddha jade, unable to speak for a while, only feeling mixed feelings in his heart.

The old lady kept his expression in her eyes, and said at the right time: "Grandmother is of course doing it for your own good. I know you have a good heart. If you are in charge, you will naturally treat Mingshu and the others kindly. You don't have to make such a difficult decision. Go back and think about it."

Shen Qingjia looked at her kind eyebrows, and after a while, lowered his head and nodded lightly.