Rebirth: Picking up a Little Husband

Li Chuyao followed Uncle Qiong into the old lady's courtyard, and heard that Yan Yan was talking and laughing inside, Uncle Qiong signaled to stop.

"Second Young Master, please wait for a moment, the old slave will ask the old lady for instructions."

"Then thank you Uncle Qiong." Li Chuyao smiled, looking warm and harmless.

Uncle Qiong met those eyes, and a chill ran up his spine. For some reason, the more gentle and polite the Second Young Master was, the stronger the chill became.He bent down, got up and walked into the house.

When he entered the room and turned right, he glanced at Li Chuyao calmly, with gentle brows and eyes showing gratitude, Uncle Qiong breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he was overthinking.

When Uncle Qiong disappeared, Li Chuyao sneered and lowered his eyelashes to cover his turbulent eyes.

Old madam, heh, she's just a snobby looking for face.

In his previous life, Uncle Qiong told him that he had lost his memory when he fell into the water, but his behavior was strange. The old lady saw him and was sure that he had lost his memory and could not think about anything else, so she sent him back to the original courtyard.

In this life, he threw himself into a trap and didn't give Uncle Qiong a chance to catch him. He wanted to see what the old lady would do this time.

After a while, Uncle Qiong came out and motioned for Li Chuyao to follow him into the house.

The old lady believed in Buddhism, and an incense burner was placed in the hall for supply. She sat on the right side below the Bodhisattva, ignoring those actuarial eyes, and looked like a kind and kind old lady.

The old lady was dressed in vermilion brocade, embroidered with delicate dark patterns, and the gold jewelry on her neck and wrists had clear textures. It was probably the only one in Ye City that had this custom-made.

The beads in her hand turned, and her eyes fell directly on Li Chuyao.

"Grandson pays respects to grandmother." Li Chuyao bowed down.

The etiquette of Chuanzhou is that children and grandchildren usually respect their elders, please don't bow down.

In his previous life, Li Chuyao didn't understand, so he just knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude.

"Yao'er is interested, sit down." After the old lady finished speaking, her eyes fell on Uncle Qiong. The latter understood, and immediately asked someone to move the stool.

Li Chuyao was not too polite, but Zhang Xianglan, the wife of his cheap father, spoke up before his butt was hot.

"Yao'er went out this time, she became much clearer, and even her temperament of hesitation in the past has changed."

Zhang Xianglan was wearing gorgeous silk and satin, her hair was pulled up in a cloud bun, making her neck look like a swan's neck.

Although she is the main wife, but she comes from a small family, if it weren't for her good-looking face and the fact that she gave birth to a son Li Changwei, the position of main wife should belong to the second aunt.

It's a pity that the second aunt was destined to have no children, and she only gave birth to a daughter, who married her husband's family just after she turned sixteen last year.

Women in Chuanzhou can marry when they are fifteen, but due to congenital reasons, Shuang'er is a year later than women. If they are over eighteen and have not married yet, they will be ridiculed.

Generally, people with daughters or twins will say that they will marry them off early.

Thinking of this, Li Chuyao couldn't help thinking that Su Yu was sixteen this year, and his body was only three years older than Su Yu.

Li Chuyao frowned, realizing that Zhang Xianglan was about to attack, he stood up with a smile, and said guiltily: "This should be the mother, Yao'er fell into the water, forgot the past, couldn't remember the past, and didn't answer mother in time. Please punish my mother."

"You really don't remember?" Zhang Xianglan clenched her fingers tightly in her sleeves, her body straightened, revealing a bit of tension.

"Yes, the doctor said that it's probably not possible in this life." Li Chuyao looked melancholy, feeling a little more lonely.

"That's all right, all right, don't mention Yao'er's sadness." When the old lady heard Zhang Xianglan's gaffe, she gave her a look, waved her hand, and said to Li Chuyao, "Since I can't remember it, I won't."

"Yeah, Yao'er has just recovered from falling into the water. My sister looks so aggressive. I don't know. I thought you had something to do with Yao'er falling into the water."

The old lady looked very godly, as if she didn't hear it.

"What are you? I rely on me to take care of this big house. As a mother, I need you to intervene if I care about it?" Zhang Xianglan's chest was heaving, and she was angry. She couldn't understand the appearance of the second lady as a lady.

"Shut up, do you think I'm dead?" The old lady slapped her palm on the table, her expression unchanged, her eyes sharp.

The wives and concubines in the hall were as frightened as quails, they lowered their heads and dared not say another word.

Li Chuyao laughed secretly, the old lady was born in the general's mansion, although she is the direct descendant after Fuzheng, but the momentum around her is unmatched by anyone in the inner courtyard of Yecheng.

"Grandmother, don't get so angry, it's all Yao'er's fault." Li Chuyao stood up, bent over with his hands folded, and buried his head in the gap between his arms.

"Yao'er go to rest first, Uncle Qiong will send the second young master back." The old lady's face remained unchanged, and she was not affected by Li Chuyao at all.

"Yes." Uncle Qiong walked to Li Chuyao and made a "please" gesture, "Second Young Master, let's go."

"Grandmother, then Yao'er will leave." The etiquette was thorough, and there was no fault at all.