She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"Second brother is at Qing'an Academy. Do you have any holidays?"

"Yes, I can go home in early June and go back in August." Wu said, "There is also a month's holiday during the Chinese New Year."

It was similar to her home school.

It is not suitable for studying if it is too hot or too cold. If something happens, the school will be responsible.

"Dad, when do you plan to let your second brother read it?" Qiao Zhenzhen asked, "You can't keep reading just to restrain him, right?"

Mo Qingyang glanced at Wu, who said, "I read that your second brother got married."

Qiao Zhenzhen clicked her tongue, "Then what kind of second sister-in-law are you going to find for me?"

Mo Qingyang tapped Qiao Zhenzhen on the head with the end of her chopsticks, "I'll eat your food. It's not your business to ask questions."

Qiao Zhenzhen stuck out her tongue and stopped asking questions.

She didn't feel like it for long.

In ancient times, order was emphasized between elders and younger ones. Now her marriage has been decided, although the time has not yet been set.

Mo Tingjin is ranked before her and should theoretically get married before her.

Of course there are exceptions to everything, but she hopes that the Mo family will not be an exception.

"Then you choose slowly, don't be hasty." Qiao Zhenzhen said.

Mo Qingyang glanced at her.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled sweetly at him.

……

After eating, Qiao Zhenzhen went back to her yard.

Mo Qingyang and Wu took a break.

Lying on the bed, Mo Qingyang said: "Yu'er's wedding date can be decided later after discussion with her in-laws."

Wu asked, "Do you have other ideas?"

"No. Just now Yu'er asked us to slowly choose a wife for our second son."

"What's the matter?"

"If the second brother gets married later, won't she also get married later?"

Wu finally understood and said warily: "Isn't Yu'er trying to cause trouble again?"

After all, her daughter had committed suicide by hanging herself in order to resist the marriage.

It can't help but make people suspicious.

"I don't know." Mo Qingyang said, "Let's take a look."

He was unsure for a moment, seeing that his daughter had a different attitude, but there were no absolutes in everything.

"Yu'er originally didn't have her hair extensions until August. My previous idea was to keep it a little longer. It's definitely not possible this year. If we can postpone it to the year after next, that would be the best."

Mo Qingyang said: "I didn't plan to marry her into a high family before, and we didn't teach her many things well. Now that I want to marry into the Duke's family, firstly, I have to teach her everything that needs to be taught. Secondly... I need Jiang Dingguo knows everything inside and out. Thirdly, she doesn’t want to learn martial arts, so I asked Jiucheng to send a letter to his junior sister in the Emei sect.”

"Emei? That's in Shu." Wu was surprised, "I thought you would find a martial arts master for Yu'er in Shangjing City. A 90% junior sister, that must be very powerful."

Song Jiuzheng was one of Mo Qingyang's subordinates when he was in Jiangnan.

He is a naive person, but he is very powerful in martial arts.

In the past ten years or so, the Mo family's nursing home was taught by Song Jiucheng.

Much better than other nursing homes.

But because the Mo family has no evil-doing descendants for the time being, it cannot be revealed for the time being.

"Since she is determined to learn martial arts, I will find a good one for her. As for how successful she can learn, it depends on herself."

Mo Qingyang put a hand behind his head.

Wu smiled and joked: "Why, do you really plan to train Yu'er to become a martial arts master?"

Mo Qingyang also laughed, "Whenever my daughter wants to join the world, it will be my fault."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu patted him on the shoulder.

Mo Qingyang hissed, "Madam, please show mercy."

Wu didn't get what he wanted, so she patted him again, "Stop pretending to be weak. Let's get down to business. You plan to raise a daughter, how can you compete with your son-in-law?"

"That's not easy. Our future son-in-law learned martial arts at the age of three, graduated from martial arts at the age of fifteen, and was still the chief of that class."

"When I took part in martial arts in the same year, I was far ahead in all exams of the same year, and won the first prize in martial arts without any doubt. He is good at guns and knives, but that's just good at it. It is said that he has dabbled in eighteen kinds of weapons. He is also good at riding and shooting. It is a unique skill, and it is easy to cross the Yangtze River with a hundred steps."

"What a great person." Wu sighed in admiration, "How could he be in the Five Cities Army and Horses Division if he is so powerful? Isn't this an overestimation of talents?"

The Wucheng Military and Horse Division is almost equivalent to the three-in-one department of the public security bureau, fire department and urban management department in Qiao Zhenzhen's hometown.

"If he was born into an ordinary family..."

Mo Qingyang lowered his voice and muttered something in Wu's ear.

Wu sighed after hearing this, "There is nothing we can do about that."

Mo Qingyang put his hands behind his head and said, "Just keep to yourself."

After sighing, Wu couldn't help but worry, "Will something happen to his family in the future?"

"The old lady of the Han family and Duke Ding seem to understand quite well at the moment." Mo Qingyang said, "I think there should be no problems with these two generations."

"What about the future?" Wu asked.

"In the future...it will have to be fifty or sixty years later. I guess we will all be buried. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

"That's related to Yu'er's child!"

Wu was dissatisfied.

"We take care of our children, and they take care of theirs. While we are alive, we can take care of whatever we can." Mo Qingyang smiled, "Why do you still want to live forever? Ting Niang, don't worry about that."

"If you raise a child for a hundred years, you will always worry about ninety-nine." Wu lay on her side with one hand under her ear, "I don't want to worry... I really can't help it."

Mo Qingyang patted her shoulder in turn, "Don't you have enough sons and grandsons to worry about?"

"That's different. After all, my son and grandson are under my nose."

She sighed softly, "Yu'er will have to go to someone else's house in the future."

"What if her future mother-in-law is not kind and makes rules every day?"

Wu said and felt really uncomfortable.

"You see, Yu'er has been taking care of herself in the morning and evening recently. She is always the first to come. She used to spend three days fishing and two days drying the nets. I told her that it doesn't have to be like this. You know what she said."

Mo Qingyang was silent.

"Yu'er said, 'Now that I am in my own home, my mother will not care about me. But I will eventually go to someone else's home to be a daughter-in-law. If the rules are not good then, even if my mother-in-law is kind, others might say something wrong. The fourth way. If you encounter a mother-in-law who is hard to talk to and sets rules every day, but if I don’t follow them, others will say that my mother-in-law is uneducated. It’s better to get used to it now.’ It sounds really…”

Wu had tears in her eyes.

Mo Qingyang hugged Wu into his arms, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

But he said:

"Not all daughters' families are like this, and it's not just our daughter. So when she is in her parents' house, we have to treat her better."

Wu calmed down a bit and said:

"I am good to my daughter-in-law, and I also hope that other families will be good to my daughter in the future."

Mo Qingyang's expression was solemn, "It will be fine. They will be good to our daughter."

"I hope..."

Mo Qingyang patted her back and said, "Go to sleep. If you keep worrying so much, be careful of getting wrinkles."

Wu pushed his chest, "Why, do you have a problem with me getting wrinkles?"

"No, no, how dare you have an opinion as a husband." Mo Qingyang said, "Although I am one year younger than you, I have many more things to worry about every day than you. Look at me..."

He twitched the corner of his eyes and said, "There is already one growing here."

Wu raised her head and looked carefully.

Then he spat lightly, "If you have any wrinkles, you will scare me! With your skin and tender flesh, you were really born in the wrong child."

"I don't like hearing this anymore. If it weren't for my tender skin and tender flesh, how could Tingniang be satisfied and stay in the first place." He added, "My daughter wouldn't be so beautiful."

"I guess you are still of some use." Wu said deliberately.