Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 317 Moving into the Marquis' Mansion

It was so scary. He thought Gu Fengyun was in such a good mood that he wanted to do it in the bathroom, but fortunately it wasn't the case.

Su Fuqing relaxed and slowly untied his belt. The wedding attire was very complicated and it took him a lot of effort to take it off. As he took off his clothes, Su Fuqing finally felt a lot more relaxed.

Just as he was about to untie the last layer of his inner clothes, Gu Fengyun walked in quietly. He walked behind Su Fuqing and grabbed his hand which was untying his belt.

Su Fuqing was startled by him and almost screamed. Fortunately, after seeing who was coming, Su Fuqing patted his chest.

"My Lord, you scared me to death. I, I, I..." Su Fuqing then realized that his clothes were in disarray. His mouth immediately became incoherent. He mumbled for a long time but couldn't make any sound.

Gu Fengyun chuckled and immediately took the initiative. For a while, there was a sound of water in the bathtub. By the time Su Fuqing finished his bath, he no longer had the strength to stand.

After a night, Su Fuqing woke up late, which was unusual. Before he opened his eyes, he noticed that the bedding under him felt different. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that the house was completely different from his bedroom. It was bigger, more magnificent, and red everywhere, even the quilt under him was red.

Su Fuqing realized belatedly that she was married, and her husband was the powerful Marquis Yongyi.

He sat up slowly, and as soon as he moved, he felt his waist ached badly. Thinking about what happened last night, he always felt as if he had been cheated. Wasn't it said that Marquis Yongyi had been weak since childhood and had to go to the gates of hell several times a year? Although his illness has been greatly cured now, Su Fuqing still subconsciously thought that Marquis Yongyi was weaker than normal people, just like the people outside. But judging from his performance last night, how was this guy weak?

Su Fuqing wished he were weaker, otherwise he would be the one to suffer.

Glancing at the sky again, it was almost 9 o'clock. Su Fuqing didn't care about his discomfort and quickly got up and changed his clothes.

Although he didn't need to offer tea to his parents-in-law today, the necessary etiquette must be followed. He still had to get up and burn incense to the elders of the Gu family.

Gu Fengyun pushed the door open with breakfast and saw that his new wife had already dressed up.

"No need to rush. Dad and Mom won't mind."

After hearing the voice, Su Fu turned around and gave him a blank look. If it weren't for this stinky man, why would he get up so late?

The young couple had breakfast in the room before leaving the yard and coming to the small ancestral hall in the mansion, where the elders of the Gu family, including Gu Fengyun’s parents, grandparents, and great-grandfather, were enshrined.

Gu Fengyue had been waiting at the entrance of the ancestral hall early in the morning. The housekeeper had also prepared the incense table. She smiled as she watched Gu Fengyun and his wife burn incense to the ancestors of the Gu family.

Looking at the tall and straight figure of Gu Fengyun, the housekeeper couldn't help but burst into tears. Once upon a time, they thought they would never see the day when Gu Fengyun would get married and have children. Unexpectedly, God had eyes and let them wait for this day. If the old marquis and the old lady were still alive, they would definitely feel very relieved.

After burning incense to the ancestors, I will accompany Su Fuqing back home tomorrow, and the wedding ceremony will be completely completed.

The Song family stayed overnight in the Marquis' Mansion and had breakfast in the guest house this morning. Now that Gu Fengyun and his wife had finished burning incense, they came over to see the guests off.

Song Dazhuang went back first with his family, but Song Chunlin and Song Amo stayed behind. They would go to the Charity Bureau later. Seeing that the cake shop was almost renovated, their products had to keep up with the pace, otherwise it would be embarrassing to open the shop but have nothing to sell.

Song Chunlin first took Song Amao to the store. The walls of the store had been almost demolished and glass windows had been installed, but there was tissue paper on the outside. As long as it was not touched, no one would find that there was glass inside. Song Chunlin and Mrs. An Huaibo both planned to wait until the night before the opening to tear off the tissue paper, and then surprise everyone.

It was the first time for Auntie Song to come to the store. She was so attracted by the shiny new kitchenware that she couldn’t let it go.

"This thing is good. It's all newly made. It's much bigger than the one we have at home."

Song Chunlin said proudly: "Of course, we are focusing on sales, so we must use big molds, otherwise the supply will not meet the demand."

Aunt Song poked his forehead in annoyance and said, "The demand is still insufficient to meet the supply. Aren't you afraid of getting your tongue sprained by the wind? We don't know if the people in the capital like our cakes or not."

Cake is a new thing, and Aunt Song is really worried that what if someone doesn’t like this kind of pastry?

Song Chunlin told him to relax. Not to mention the ordinary people, the young masters and young ladies from the wealthy families would definitely be attracted by the huge glass windows of the store. He was confident that these people would not come out empty-handed after coming in.

Song Chunlin sent Song Amuo to the orphanage. The two stayed there for the whole morning. Song Amuo taught the children a new pastry. Then they returned to the Song family in the afternoon.

After seeing off the guests who stayed overnight, Gu Fengyun took his newlywed wife to count the gifts they received yesterday.

Su Fuqing boasted that he came from a wealthy family, but after seeing the gifts those people sent to the Marquis' Mansion, he realized that he was really narrow-minded before. As for what Gu Fengyun told him about cups, kilns, and seals, he knew nothing about them and his eyes were full of confusion.

Seeing him like this, Gu Fengyun hurriedly comforted him: "These things are not urgent, let the housekeeper teach you slowly in the future."

The housekeeper also smiled and said, "Don't worry, Madam. If you don't understand anything, just come and ask me."

Su Fuqing nodded to the housekeeper embarrassedly: "Then I'll have to trouble you, Grandpa Butler. If I have done anything wrong, please teach me more."

After they looked over all the gifts, they asked the servants to move them to the warehouse. Su Fuqing watched them move things in and some things out.

The housekeeper explained to him: "These are all prepared for you, the Madam, to come back tomorrow."

"So many?" Su Fuqing couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice. He tugged at Gu Fengyun's sleeve, indicating that these things were really too many.

"I'm afraid my small yard can't hold all these things. What's more, my mother is alone at home. If people knew that there were so many valuables in the house, it might attract thieves."

Gu Fengyun looked at Su Fuqing with burning eyes, reached out and held his hand, his palm was slightly cool.

"Don't worry about mother's affairs. Since you and I are married, we are a family. My parents died early, and there are no elders at home. Why don't we let mother move in and live with us?"

Su Fuqing slowly widened his eyes and looked at Gu Fengyun in disbelief, then he lowered his eyes and no longer looked at Gu Fengyun.

"Please take back your decision, my husband. I am marrying up into the Marquis's mansion. If I bring my mother along as well, I don't know how outsiders will laugh at me."

Su Fuqing's calling of "husband" made Gu Fengyun feel particularly comfortable. He smiled and lifted Su Fuqing's face, saying without allowing any objection:

"I will not change the decision I have made. I can't control what others say, but I want to know if you want to live with your mother, okay? Don't lie, look me in the eye and answer."

Su Fuqing was forced to look at Gu Fengyun. Facing Gu Fengyun, an official from the Ministry of Justice, Su Fuqing was quickly defeated. He bit his lower lip and whispered, "I want to."

"What are you thinking about?"

"I want to live with my mother."

The next day, Gu Fengyun brought several carts of gifts and returned to the Su family with Su Fuqing. Su's mother was already sitting at the door waiting. The children from the neighborhood saw the carriage of the Marquis's mansion from afar and ran back excitedly to report the good news.

Su's mother stood at the door, craning her neck to look at the intersection, until Gu Fengyun helped Su Fuqing get off the carriage.

It was only two days, but the mother and son felt like a long time had passed. Su's mother looked her son up and down and saw that his eyes were full of smiles and his face was glowing. It was obvious that he had had a very good time in the past two days and he kept saying good things.

Even after entering the main room, Su's mother was still reluctant to let go of her son's hand.

"In the past I only felt that our house was crowded and the yard was small, but I didn't expect that after you got married, this house seemed so spacious no matter how you looked at it..." Su's mother held her son's hand and muttered to herself, completely forgetting that her son-in-law was standing next to her.

The mother and son talked for a long time before Su's mother remembered that she almost forgot about Gu Fengyun.

"Look at me, I really can't talk. Don't be surprised, my lord. I only have this one child now, so I naturally talk a lot."

Gu Fengyun: "Mother, the two of us came here this time, firstly to accompany Fu Qing back home, and secondly, to ask for your opinion. I want to take you to live with me in the Marquis' Mansion."

Mother Su was stunned when she heard this, then quickly turned to look at her son. Seeing Su Fuqing nodded at her, she realized that what she had just heard was actually true.

Su's mother rejected Gu Fengyun's proposal almost without thinking.

"How can I bring my mother-in-law to live with me? If she stays for a short time, it's fine. But from what you said, I'm afraid you want me to live in the mansion for a long time? This is not right, very wrong. Since ancient times, those who live with their mothers-in-law are all live-in sons-in-law. Don't blame me for being harsh, my Lord. This is how the world is. If I move there, it will not be good for you and my son's reputation. Since it is not good, I should not have gone there in the first place."

Gu Fengyun seemed to have guessed that Su's mother would definitely refuse, and he did not think of asking Su's mother to immediately accept and move in with them. He just told Su's mother lightly that he cared more about Su Fuqing's feelings than the rumors from the outside world.

"Mother also knows that there are no elders in the mansion now. It is really hard for Fu Qing to manage this huge mansion by herself. Mother, you are weak and Fu Qing is worried about you living here alone. If you are not feeling well and there is no one to accompany you, Fu Qing and I will not be able to sleep well at night."

Seeing that Su's mother's expression had softened a little, Gu Fengyun continued to persuade her.

"Mother, you and Fu Qing have finally lived a peaceful life together. Why should we live apart because of rumors from outsiders? If you can stay in the mansion, we will have a backbone. Besides, if Fu Qing gets pregnant in the future, you will still have to go and take care of him. In this case, why not move there right away? You are old now, and you deserve to live a life surrounded by your children and grandchildren."

Su's mother was very much envious of the scene he described. She had known from the beginning that her eldest son was useless, and her youngest son was raised like that by her husband. She had originally given up the hope of having a grandchild in this life. However, life turned out to be a bright future. They escaped from that cage, and her son now had a good home. Next, if Su Fuqing was really pregnant, she would definitely not sit idly by and watch. Even if she was not feeling well, she would force herself to stay with Su Fuqing.

Su's mother weighed the matter in her mind, and the balance in her heart was already wavering.

Gu Fengyun did not think that he could change Su's mother's mind in one go, so the topic ended there. The family had lunch at Su's house. The food was ordered by Gu Fengyun from the restaurant. Su Fuqing felt that it was not as delicious as the food at the Marquis' Mansion.

He whispered to Gu Fengyun: "The chef in the mansion is still the best."

Seeing that he was so quickly won over by the cooking skills of the chef in the mansion, Gu Fengyun felt very happy. No wonder people say that if you want to win a person's heart, you have to win his stomach first. This statement is indeed true.

Mother Su watched the young couple whispering at the dinner table, their intimate posture as if no one was around, and she was happy for them in her heart. It seemed that this son-in-law was quite caring. Look, didn’t these two get along very well?

Seeing with her own eyes that Su Fuqing put the dishes he disliked into Gu Fengyun's bowl, Su's mother was hesitant to speak. She was just about to talk to her son and ask him to be more careful. After all, Gu Fengyun was a marquis. How could she let him eat her son's leftovers?

But the next moment, Gu Fengyun picked up the dishes in the bowl and ate them. There was no look of disgust on his face. Instead, he automatically stretched out his chopsticks and helped Su Fuqing pick up the dishes in his bowl that he didn't like and ate them. He was very calm, as if he had done this a thousand times before.

Mother Su looked at his actions, stunned with shock, as if she couldn't believe that a high-ranking marquis would actually eat his wife's leftovers?

Su's mother couldn't help but think of her husband. In her impression, her husband never spoke while eating or sleeping at the dinner table. The only sound that could be heard during a meal was the gentle colliding of bowls, chopsticks, cups and plates. If the sound was a little louder, she would get her husband's angry glare, let alone asking her husband to eat the dishes she didn't like.

Watching the interaction between the two at the dinner table, Su's mother couldn't help but fall into deep thought. She even compared Gu Fengyun with her husband. Finally, she came to the conclusion that comparing Gu Fengyun with her husband was simply an insult to Gu Fengyun.