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Chapter 447 Rushing back to be with you

In the evening, Wen Jiayue dined with the Song family.

After taking their seats, Song Ang asked, "Aren't we going to wait for the Marquis?"

Wen Jiayue explained, "He has something to do tonight, so he won't be eating with us."

Song Ang nodded inwardly. The Marquis would at least send someone to tell his niece; he was still quite considerate of his family.

After eating a few bites of food, Wen Jiayue asked, "Uncle, Aunt, Cousin, are you all comfortable staying at the mansion?"

“I feel so good, I feel so good. The Marquis’s mansion has everything,” Rongniang said with a smile. “It’s so much better than an inn.”

Wen Jiayue nodded, but then asked with concern, "Are there any slackers or cheaters among the servants?"

Rongniang said, "It's all good, it's all good. You know my temper. Besides, our Yue'er is the lady of the Marquis's mansion. Who would dare to bully us?"

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "Then I'm relieved."

Song Ang couldn't help but sigh, "Your temperament is exactly like your mother's; you can handle everything perfectly."

Wen Jiayue's heart stirred. She put down her chopsticks and asked softly, "Uncle, could you tell me about my mother?"

From childhood to adulthood, few people around her mentioned her mother, so she knew very little about her mother.

A hint of nostalgia appeared in Song Ang's eyes as he said, "Your mother and you look about six or seven parts alike, especially your eyes, which are like they were made from the same mold."

“I only have this one sister, and your maternal grandparents only had this one daughter. They had her late in life, so naturally they doted on her.”

“Your mother is not spoiled or willful; she is gentle and polite, not at all like a merchant’s child, but rather like a young lady from a wealthy family.”

"However, we protected her too well, making her too innocent and naive. She couldn't judge people properly. She was easily deceived by your father's good looks and a few sweet words as soon as she came of age. Even though he was penniless and hadn't even passed the imperial examinations, she was still willing to marry him..."

"Forget it, these are all unpleasant things, let's not talk about them anymore," Song Ang changed the subject. "Fortunately, Yue'er is good at judging people and knows that the Wen family cannot be trusted, so she has no feelings for them."

Wen Jiayue felt a little guilty. If she hadn't been reborn, she would have been just as foolish as her mother.

Rongniang glared at her husband. Why are you always picking on the bad things?

She cleared her throat and began, "Moon, when I first married into this family, your mother was still a young girl, yet she was already extremely mature. Once..."

Wen Jiayue listened intently, as if she could see her mother in her aunt's narration, a gentle and kind mother who was smiling at her.

"Oh, right, and your name too. It was chosen by your mother. She calculated that you would be born in the first month of the lunar calendar, so she named you Jia Yue."

"Jiayue means January. Jia means beautiful and praiseworthy. Your mother has left all her beautiful expectations for you."

“At the time, I thought the characters were quite nice, and I almost changed your cousin’s name to Song Jiaxuan.”

Wen Jiayue asked with a smile, "Why wasn't it changed later?"

“Your cousin was still young then, he didn’t understand the meaning, he cried and made a fuss saying that his name was Song Xuan.”

Song Xuan was a little embarrassed and whispered, "Mother, please stop teasing me."

Rongniang laughed out loud: "What, are you still shy at your age?"

Wen Jiayue asked, "Is my cousin married yet?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ang immediately sighed.

"No, your cousin insists on establishing a career before starting a family. He's already twenty-two and still not married. What girl will ever want him? I'll never have a grandson in my life!"

Wen Jiayue regretted asking the question and quickly said, "Ruyi, go and bring Zhaozhao over so that your uncle can have a good look at her."

Yesterday, she brought Zhaozhao to her uncle and aunt, who were overjoyed and even prepared two large red envelopes for her.

Upon hearing this, the uncle laughed and said, "Alright, alright, I didn't hug you enough yesterday, so I'll hug you a little longer today."

Rongniang argued with him: "Why should I? I want to hug you too."

"You've hugged me enough!"

The two started arguing, like two firecrackers ready to explode at any moment. Wen Jiayue didn't dare to speak and silently ate her meal.

Song Xuan said, "Cousin, don't be afraid. They're used to traveling all over the country, and that's how they usually talk. They're not angry."

Wen Jiayue smiled and said, "I understand, thank you, cousin."

In the end, Rongniang prevailed and took Zhaozhao into her arms.

Zhao Zhao wasn't shy at all. She nestled in her arms and yawned, looking incredibly cute. Rong Niang stared at her intently.

"I almost don't want to leave." She pinched Zhao Zhao's cheek affectionately.

Wen Jiayue then suggested, "You've come all this way, so it wouldn't hurt to stay a few more days."

Anyway, since the old lady isn't in the mansion, no one will gossip.

“No, your uncle can’t stay idle for a moment. He took on a delivery job before coming here,” Rongniang sighed. “He has to leave tomorrow.”

Song Ang also regretted it a little, but he still had the escort agency to support, and soon he would have to buy a house and dowry for his son. He needed money for everything, so he couldn't stay any longer.

Wen Jiayue had no choice but to say, "Then come to the Marquis's residence when you have time. Mingxu Courtyard has been empty and is reserved for my uncle and aunt to live in."

Rongniang laughed loudly, "Alright, thanks to Yue'er, we now have a place to stay in Chang'an."

As they chatted, Rongniang brought up something.

"While the Marquis is away, I have something to tell you from the bottom of my heart."

Wen Jiayue nodded: "Please speak, Aunt."

“You and the Marquis are deeply in love, so you should take this opportunity to have another son,” Rongniang said earnestly. “Marrying into a high-ranking family is so difficult. Men can’t be trusted. Maintaining your status is the most important thing.”

Song Ang said unhappily, "Am I not trustworthy? I don't think the Marquis is the kind of person who is fickle."

“What if he changes his mind later?” Rongniang retorted. “I’m just thinking about Yue’er, so don’t interrupt.”

Wen Jiayue nodded and said, "Auntie is right, I will keep it in mind."

Rongniang smiled and said, "Write to us after your second child is born, and your uncle and I will definitely come to see you."

Wen Jiayue blinked: "Because of what my aunt said, I should have a child as soon as possible."

"What?"

Shen Fuhan strode over.

Wen Jiayue asked in surprise, "Why is my husband back so soon?"

"I was eager to come back and be with you, your uncle and aunt."

Wen Jiayue blushed and said softly, "Don't say that."

He paused deliberately, as if to make amends.

Rongniang couldn't help but smile. They'd been married for over two years, and they were still so affectionate.

It's a pity that Wen Xingzong died at such an inopportune time, and he still had to observe mourning.

Fortunately, the mourning period only lasts three months. If one were forced to mourn for nine months for a father like this, it would be a nightmare.

After dinner, Rongniang pulled Wen Jiayue aside for a private chat.

"Moon, it's not worth it to just stay in mourning. If you want to eat meat, then eat it secretly; if you want to have sex, then have sex secretly. If you really make the Marquis hold back for three months, be careful he doesn't take a concubine. Don't be so rigid, understand?"

Wen Jiayue blushed and nodded: "I know."

She never intended to follow the rules, so why should she observe mourning for such a father?