amaotonovel Chapter 305 Packing
Chapter 305 Packing
Chapter 305 Packing
Chapter 305
Precisely because she understood him so well, she grew increasingly worried that her son would become as stubborn as his father. Ever since she knew her son's thoughts, she had been determined to keep Luo Shuiyao away from him. But now, the situation wasn't so bad. With the Right Prime Minister's Mansion as her backing, if this girl told others about it, the worst that could happen was that she was a daughter of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion. Furthermore, the Right Prime Minister's Mansion only had a sickly son and no children. Didn't this make Luo Shuiyao a solid backer?
This way, she wouldn't have to be the villain who forced the couple apart. As for the girl's lack of knowledge, she could just spend more time teaching her. This wouldn't damage the bond between her and her son, and it would satisfy everyone involved. Why not?
The Marquis's wife's activeness this time was truly extraordinary. This was due not only to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, who had been with her day and night and knew her very well, but also to Ye Yunzhou, who had guessed something from his familiarity with her mother. Even Luo Shuiyao felt that the Marquis' wife was sincerely planning for her future.
Having said that, if I refuse any further, it would seem artificial. Luo Shuiyao raised her eyes and looked at the Right Prime Minister and his wife, who were full of expectation. Her heart warmed, and she bowed gracefully, saying softly, "Yao'er greets godfather and godmother."
Seeing that she finally gave in, the Right Prime Minister's wife was filled with joy. She hurried forward and gently helped her up, saying repeatedly, "Hey, good child."
In an instant, the hall was filled with laughter and a harmonious atmosphere was everywhere.
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Outside the house, A Bao knew that his master and mistress probably wanted to get rid of the young master, so they let him take Du Lingfeng for a stroll.
Although Du Lingfeng's reaction was a little slow, he was not stupid. Seeing that A Bao was leading him around aimlessly, he said, "Have some tea."
Upon hearing Du Lingfeng's words, A Bao blinked and chuckled. He knew he couldn't fool his young master, so he quickly called a servant and asked where the kitchen was. Then he took Du Lingfeng to the kitchen. Once there, he asked the maid to brew a pot of tea. By chance, he saw Du Lingfeng staring at the exquisite snacks. Seeing this, A Bao hurried forward and asked with a smile, "Young Master, are you craving some snacks?"
Du Lingfeng listened, shook his head slightly, and said, "Homemade... snacks."
Ah Bao followed his gaze and looked at the dim sum again. A smile spread across his face as he explained, "Master, these are dim sum from the Marquis' Mansion. They just look a bit similar to ours, but they're not the ones we have at home."
After hearing what Abao said, Du Lingfeng looked at him with confusion in his eyes. He really didn't understand why his own style of dim sum would appear in someone else's house.
Ah Bao knew it in his heart, and he didn't expect his young master to understand the reason at all, so he asked with a smile on his face: "Young master, do you want to eat? If you do, we can ask the people in the mansion for some, or we can eat it when we get home."
Du Lingfeng listened to his words without responding. He slowly turned his eyes away and stared at the exquisite snacks on the table without saying a word.
Ah Bao was very familiar with his young master's temper. He knew from his expression that he didn't want to eat, and for a moment he felt helpless. He began to wonder: What should he do? He couldn't just take away other people's dim sum, could he?
Seeing Du Lingfeng still staring blankly at the dim sum, A Bao called out to him several times, but he didn't respond. Frustrated, A Bao sighed again and turned back to consult the cook. Unexpectedly, the cook immediately agreed. She explained that the masters of the mansion loved these dim sum, so they had prepared extra. They also knew that Du Lingfeng and the others were honored guests today, so these dim sum were originally prepared for them. Since they had already prepared a separate portion, they agreed to let them take the dim sum to go.
When Abao heard this, he was overjoyed. He had never thought it would actually work. He immediately asked the cook to help pack the snacks. But unexpectedly, when they approached Du Lingfeng, Du Lingfeng reached out and stopped them.
Seeing this, A Bao sighed again and said helplessly, "Master, they're willing to let you pack up and take it away. What else do you want?"
Unexpectedly, Du Lingfeng ignored A-Bao and snatched the paper bag from his hand, beginning to wrap the snacks himself. Although his mind wasn't fully developed, his memory was surprisingly good. He'd seen others packing snacks before, and though his movements were slow, he did it quite well. Soon, he was following A-Bao, carrying several crooked packages of snacks.
The master and servant walked towards the main hall, facing the strange looks of confusion and curiosity from the servants in the mansion.
Even though Abao was usually very tactful, he felt extremely uncomfortable being stared at by so many people. The master and servant finally reached the main hall. Abao cautiously peeked inside, listening to the sounds coming from within. He was undecided about whether to let his young master in.
But Du Lingfeng didn't care about that. He carried the things, walked around Abao and went straight forward into the room.
Ah Bao was holding a teapot in his hand, so it was inconvenient for him to step forward to stop him, so he could only call him quietly from behind. Du Lingfeng ignored him and walked around the door frame into the house.
Seeing the unfamiliar faces in the hall, Du Lingfeng felt a little uncomfortable and stopped unconsciously.
The Right Prime Minister's wife noticed him as soon as he came in, and hurried forward to greet him, gently asking, "Ling'er, you're back."
As she spoke, the wife of the Right Prime Minister accidentally saw what her son was holding in his hand, and subconsciously reached out to take it from him.
Du Lingfeng slightly turned sideways, avoiding the hand of the Right Prime Minister's wife, then looked back and said only, "Tea."
Following his gaze, the Right Prime Minister's wife saw Abao standing at the doorway, holding a cup of tea, looking somewhat bewildered, staring at the teapot in his hand. The Right Prime Minister's wife then remembered that she had sent him out to fetch tea.
She quickly beckoned Abao to bring the tea in. Seeing his wife's order, Abao came in holding the teapot.
Seeing this, the Right Prime Minister's wife said to Du Lingfeng in a gentle voice, "The tea has been delivered. What are you holding in your hand? Can you show it to me?"
Du Lingfeng's fingertips, gripping the oil-paper bag, turned pale as he heard this. He wanted to give the gift to his mother, but also wanted to leave it for his sister. He was afraid that if he gave it to his mother, she wouldn't share it with his sister, so he hesitated for a moment.
Ah Bao put down his tea and came over. Seeing this, he quickly explained on behalf of his young master, "Madam, the young master is holding a snack."