The Young Master of the Chamberlain's Family

☆ 11. Brown Sugar Meatballs (2)

Brown Sugar Meatballs (2)

Mrs. Xu was sitting in the room, concerned about her eldest son's lifelong affairs.

Xu Mingchuan sat on a carved redwood chair and tried to leave several times, but was stopped by his mother. He held a cup of tea and his eyes dimmed. He really didn't know why the conversation ended up with him getting married sooner.

Mrs. Xu was furious when she saw her son being listless and evasive when talking about his marriage. She slapped the table and said, "In the early years, you said you wanted to concentrate on your studies. You only wanted to pass the imperial examination after studying hard for so many years, and take on the heavy responsibility of being the eldest son. Then I would let you do it. Now you have passed the imperial examination and entered the Ministry of Justice. Your long-cherished wish has come true. Now that you are in your prime, you don't hurry up to meet a girl. I really don't know what you are thinking."

Xu Mingchuan opened his mouth and looked at his mother's slightly angry face, but in the end he didn't say a word. He knew that if his mother heard his reasons such as being devoted to serving the court and not in the mood for love, she would only be more angry. At that time, it would not be better to listen to his mother's nagging for a while. He decided not to offend his mother.

Mrs. Xu sighed softly when she saw her eldest son, who was like a quail, listening to her scolding silently. She knew her own son. Her eldest son looked smiling and easy to talk to, but he was actually very stubborn. No one could change his decision. Just like now, he was sitting here and listening to her scolding obediently. He not only did not argue, but also responded from time to time. In fact, he did not listen at all. He would do whatever he wanted after leaving this door. He did not take his mother's words to heart at all!

"You..." Mrs. Xu was getting more and more angry. Just when she was about to say a few more words, a soft voice came from outside the door.

"Aunt."

When Mrs. Xu heard Zheng Qingyan's voice, she immediately put her eldest son behind her. She shouted for him to come in, and stood up and walked to the door.

Xu Mingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and also stood up and walked over.

"Auntie!" Zheng Qingyan pulled Xu Anheng in and trotted in. He stood in front of Madam Xu with a smile. His little face was flushed and looked very cute.

Madam Xu squatted down and hugged them both. She wiped the sweat from their foreheads with a handkerchief and said with a smile: "Why are you running so fast? Be careful not to fall."

"Auntie, my brother made delicious meatballs." Zheng Qingyan leaned in Madam Xu's arms, rubbing his soft little face on her shoulder, and said vaguely.

Madam Xu touched his little head with a smile. Of the three children in the family, two have grown up and the remaining one is only three years old. Although he is close to her, he rarely acts like a spoiled child. Now that a little brother has come, she has fully satisfied her wish to hold the child and tease him and love him well.

"Brother took you to eat snacks?" Madam Xu held the little boy and didn't want to let go, so she held him in one hand and sat back on the small couch, and didn't forget to hold her little son with the other hand. The two children sat in her arms and beside her.

Zheng Qingyan nodded and sat obediently in Madam Xu's arms. His two little hands grabbed her sleeves and looked up and said: "Brother is great. Make meatballs for me."

Madam Xu raised her eyebrows, gently pinched the little boy's face, and asked with a smile: "Brother made it?"

Zheng Qingyan nodded repeatedly, leaned out and pulled the corner of Xu Anheng's clothes: "Brother also made meatballs for auntie."