"Your daughter-in-law pays respects to you, Mother. You must have had a hard journey!"
After helping Yan Zhigao to his feet, Li Family's Madam hastily let go of Daohua and, with a 'thump', knelt down in front of the Yan Family's Old Madam, the sound of her kneeling no quieter than the one Yan Zhigao made.
Daohua's eyebrows twitched hard at the sound.
"Good, good, good, these past years have been easier because you've been by Zhigao's side, taking care of household matters, considering everything, you've worked hard." The Yan Family's Old Madam grabbed Li Family Madam's hand and quickly helped her up.
She was very satisfied with the eldest daughter-in-law.
Gentle and quiet, dignified and graceful, most importantly, she was empathetic and magnanimous.
Despite being a merchant's daughter, she managed household affairs tightly and in order, leaving the Old Madam with nothing to complain about.
The approval of the Yan Family's Old Madam deeply moved Li Family's Madam, her recently restrained tears spilling out again as she choked, "Mother, this is all that your daughter-in-law should do."
The Yan Family's Old Madam still meant to say more, but on the side, another woman knelt down.
"Mother, your second son's wife pays her respects!"
Without letting go of the hand of Li Family's Madam, the Yan Family's Old Madam looked towards the kneeling woman and smiled, "Ah, the second son's wife, rise, no need to kneel."
Seeing that the Yan Family's Old Madam didn't personally help her up like she did with the Li Family's Madam, a flash of dissatisfaction crossed Sun Family's Madam's eyes, but she quickly replaced it with a smile, got up by herself, and beckoned to a few youths huddled together not far away, "Wenjie, Yihuan, Yile, what are you standing there for? Hurry over and greet your grandmother."
Yan Zhigao, standing aside, shook his head and said, "There's no rush, Mother has traveled a long way and must be tired. Let's let her wash, rest a bit in the backyard, and then it won't be late to see the grandchildren."
Sun Family's Madam's expression paused for a moment before she smiled, "That's me not thinking things through. It's just that Wenjie and the others talk about wanting to see Grandmother every day. I got excited and crossed the line; yes, she should wash and rest first."
Yan Family's Old Madam waved her hands with a smile, "This old woman isn't that tired, but Wentao is, I was carried all the way here by him." After speaking, she looked around and indeed spotted Wu Family's Madam in the corner.
"Third son's wife, what are you standing over there for? Won't you come over and see your son?" This Wu Family's Madam, though virtuous enough, was a bit too honest. She had arrived as well and hadn't come to greet her.
Look at the second son's wife, how articulate and tactful she is.
With a shy smile, Wu Family's Madam approached, "Mother, wasn't I thinking that you haven't seen big brother and sister-in-law for such a long time? I wanted you to talk more."
The Yan Family's Old Madam retorted without a good temper: "Because they want to talk to me, you don't?"
Wu Family's Madam shook her hands repeatedly, "No, that's not it."
Seeing the somewhat bewildered third aunt, Daohua, who had been standing in the background, walked over with a resigned smile. Not caring whether her presence was desired, she took Wu Family's Madam's arm, "Third Aunt, Grandmother is just joking with you, right?"
Upon hearing what Daohua said, Wu Family's Madam immediately relaxed, looking fondly at Daohua. Seeing dirt on her face, she quickly pulled out a handkerchief to wipe it for her, expressing her heartache, "Poor Daohua, it must have been a hard journey, hasn't it?"
Daohua: "..." She turned her head to look at Yan Wentao, sighing inwardly: Poor third brother, standing right there, yet ignored by his own mother. How heartbreaking must it be?
In fact, at that moment, Yan Wentao was grinning foolishly.
If Mother liked Daohua, he liked her too. It was only right to be good to her.
It was then that Yan Zhigao finally turned his gaze to his eldest daughter.
Uh... like a little beggar girl.
She was 9 years old and had grown quite tall. As for the rest, it was still not apparent.
Li Family's Madam was also looking at Daohua, but her attention was more on the arm Daohua had wrapped around Wu Family's Madam. Seeing them so close, she felt a twinge of sourness.
Her daughter was somewhat distant to her!
Seeing Wu Family's Madam close with Daohua, the Yan Family's Old Madam was very happy, yet she eyed Daohua sternly, "You girl, with your own mother right there, still cling to someone else as you did back in Yan Family village, snatching away your third brother's mother. You better give her back in good time."
Daohua pouted, "Grandmother, isn't your favoritism a bit too obvious?"
The Yan Family's Old Madam chuckled a few times and then turned to Yan Zhigao and Li Family's Madam, "I've brought this girl to you, now you must manage her well in the future." Disapproval was written on her face, yet her tone could hardly hide her doting.
This was not Yan Family Village, and one couldn't act as whimsically as before. Some things, even if you didn't like them, you had to endure. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com
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