Mo Yan glanced at her husband upon hearing that and saw that it was indeed quite discordant for a big man like him to be sitting among a group of won, so she found an excuse and said, "Why don’t you take a stroll in the back mountain? Zhao Mu and the others should be free around this ti. You can help ask them when they plan to start their journey back ho."
As for the arrangent to send retired soldiers ho to visit their families, Xiao Ruiyuan was naturally aware, but since these matters had already been arranged, he suspected that his new wife was simply finding an excuse to send him away and, therefore, was not dissatisfied. Being in this situation was indeed awkward for him, and going out for a walk seed far better, so he stood up and said, "You all continue chatting, I will go find Zhao Mu."
Cui Qingrou quickly said, "It’s windy on the mountain, so wear more clothes. If you didn’t bring any, your father-in-law still has two garnts that would fit you. I will have soone fetch them for you right away." As she spoke, she instructed Lvzhi to get a newly made mink coat.
"Thank you, mother-in-law!" Xiao Ruiyuan did not reject Cui Qingrou’s kindness, took the coat Lvzhi brought over to wear, nodded to the mother and daughters, and then left.
Having sent her son-in-law away, Cui Qingrou then found excuses to send her two younger daughters away and also dismissed the maids serving in the room.
Mo Yan, feeling sowhat anxious, waited until only her mother and she were left in the room, she couldn’t help asking, "Mother, do you have sothing to talk to your daughter about alone?"
Looking at her daughter’s nervous face, Cui Qingrou laughed lightly and said, "Don’t worry, I just want to ask how you’re doing in the General Mansion, and whether you’re unaccustod to anything regarding food and accommodation."
Mo Yan let out a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile, and said, "I’m quite accustod to it. There are no elders in the General Mansion, and the household affairs are simple, just as comfortable as being at ho!"
Cui Qingrou was very relieved to hear that, and affectionately tucked the stray hair behind her daughter’s ear, saying lovingly, "Your father and I have no other wishes but to hope you and your siblings lead smooth lives. I can see that your husband treats you very well, and I hope the two of you will be harmonious and loving for a lifeti."
She had no children of her own in this life, and after marrying into the Mo Family, aside from her husband, these children were her greatest concern. She sincerely hoped that all of them would be well and no longer endure the hardships they had once faced, and from now on, live smoothly.
Mo Yan’s eyes reddened slightly. She clutched Cui Qingrou’s hand tightly and said, "Mother, don’t worry about your daughter. I will live well, staying harmonious and loving with your son-in-law, and my younger siblings will also find their own happiness."
Cui Qingrou gently patted her daughter’s hand and silently prayed for her.
The mother and daughter chatted about so trivial family matters, and the atmosphere grew increasingly warm. Cui Qingrou delicately broached the private question she had wanted to ask before, "Does your husband... is he considerate to you?"
Mo Yan didn’t understand at first, but noticing her mother’s sowhat uneasy expression, she suddenly blushed intensely, not daring to look at her mother’s face, "It’s, it’s all right, I guess!"
In fact, she wanted to say he was not considerate at all, and she wanted to complain to her mother that her son-in-law was an insatiable wolf, who wouldn’t settle down until well past midnight...
Cui Qingrou was not about to believe her daughter’s words and couldn’t help but tease her, saying reproachfully, "Still not telling the truth in front of your mother, your complexion has betrayed you."
Mo Yan instinctively touched her face, feeling her cheeks were burning hot, and wished she could crawl into a hole.
Cui Qingrou sighed, refusing to let her avoid the subject, "Mother doesn’t bring this up to interfere in your marriage affairs, but just to remind you to be moderate with your husband; you must not hurt your health for the sake of montary pleasure."
Once the conversation started, Mo Yan was no longer so embarrassed and nodded seriously, saying, "Mother, I understand and will be careful in the future. It’s just your son-in-law... he, he... I can’t exactly pick a couple of concubines for him... oh my—"
Mo Yan covered her aching head, eyes filled with tears, never expecting her mother to actually hit her.
Realizing she might have been too harsh, Cui Qingrou felt extrely sorry and quickly reached out to rub her daughter’s forehead, but she scolded fiercely, "That’s for the nonsense you spout, thinking of picking concubines so soon after marriage. Do you want to make yourself the butt of jokes, or do you want your husband to beco a topic of gossip?"
Mo Yan said aggrievedly, "I was just saying it casually, I would never really find them for him. If one day he dares to take concubines or look for maids, I’ll kick him out, so I don’t sicken myself."
Far from being shocked by her daughter’s unconventional words, Cui Qingrou actually agreed, "Right, my daughter should be like this! But even as a joke, you must never say such things in front of your husband, lest he takes it to heart, thinking that you don’t value him. If he harbors other thoughts because of that, won’t you be the one who suffers?"
Mo Yan surreptitiously wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, not daring to look up at her mother. She had indeed said this once in front of that person, and he took the opportunity to be rough with her, bullying her thoroughly and frightening her from ever speaking rashly again.
Cui Qingrou failed to notice her daughter’s discomfort, her gaze softening as she looked toward her belly, "The Xiao Family is lacking in children, and you’re not young anymore. All I hope is for you to give a little grandson soon." Caught off guard by her mother’s sudden ntion of children, Mo Yan subconsciously touched her stomach, imagining it swelling into a round shape one day, and shuddered at the thought, shaking her head firmly, "No, no, no, I’m still too young, I don’t want to have children so soon."
She wanted to enjoy a few more years of life as just the two of them! In her opinion, twenty-five was the best age to have children. She knew that by that ti, others would consider it late, and she didn’t plan to wait until then, but at least she wouldn’t think about childbearing until after twenty.
Although Xiao Ruiyuan was eight years her senior, he would only be twenty-eight in three years. Moreover, she would use the Spirit Spring Water to gradually improve his health, so having healthy children by then wouldn’t be a problem!
Cui Qingrou was unaware of Mo Yan’s thoughts and thought she simply didn’t want to have children, saying with annoyance, "There are girls who marry early, and by your age, they already have two children in their arms. And you still think you’re young?"
Mo Yan, unabashed, replied, "In the eyes of a parent, aren’t their children always kids? So in my eyes, I’m still a bud waiting to bloom, not yet the ti for bearing fruit."
After saying that, she playfully posed with her hand beneath her chin, mimicking a budding flower.
"Hehe, you silly girl, where did you co up with this novel idea?" Cui Qingrou was amused and laughed, then retorted, "Before you were married, you could claim to be an unopened bud, but from the day you married, you’ve been in full bloom, just waiting for the right ti to bear fruit!"
Looking at her mother’s expectant eyes, Mo Yan felt a headache coming on, completely unprepared for the fact that the family had not pressured her to marry before the wedding, but just six days after, they had already started hurrying her to have children. At that mont, she suddenly understood why so many single adults complained about family reunions in her forr life—endless sessions of pressuring to marry and to have children.
To end the topic, Mo Yan irresponsibly shifted the bla onto her husband, "Mother, your son-in-law doesn’t seem interested in having children. He said himself there’s no rush! Besides, having children also depends on fate, it’s not sothing that happens just because you want it to. Let nature take its course."
Cui Qingrou didn’t quite believe the son-in-law wouldn’t want children, though she recognized that such things indeed required fate. When the ti was right, children would naturally co.
"I brought this up because I want you to be aware. Since you and your husband have your own plans, I won’t say much more. But I still hope you can have children sooner rather than later. With children, the house becos lively, and that’s what a ho feels like..."
As she spoke, a shadow fell across Cui Qingrou’s gentle expression. Her biggest regret in life was not being able to have a child, especially after marrying the man she truly loved—the sense of loss had grown even deeper...
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