Chapter 10 This is my mother’s legacy . It’s   dinner time.

The setting sun shines brightly, making the yard look fiery red and sparkling.

Chen Qingyin is teaching Hu Mianmian to read.

The little guy is three and a half years old. He couldn't read because of illness.

Fortunately, it's never too late to start learning now.

Hu Mianmian, however, has little interest in studying.

No matter what book it is, let the little one flip through it and all the contents will automatically be remembered in his mind.

Linlang brought the maid who served the dishes and entered with the fragrant dishes.

At that time, Hu Mianmian was reciting "Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng" backwards.

Chen Qingyin was surprised when she heard this: "Mianmian, when did you learn this ancient text?"

"Just now, mommy read it once, and then I understood it." The little guy said easily.

But it made Chen Qingyin even more shocked.

After her daughter recovered from her illness, did she become a child prodigy?

Hu Mianmian smelled the fragrance and was immediately attracted to it.

"Ah! It's roast chicken!" She opened her watery black eyes wide.

He looked calm when studying just now, but now his little face is full of desire!

The roast chicken on the table was sizzling with oil and had a golden aroma.

Hu Mianmian walked to the table, grabbed the edge with her little hands, and stared at it without blinking.

"Roasted Chicken, do you know me? My name is Hu Mianmian~"

Listening to the little guy's childish talk, Chen Qingyin burst out laughing.

Hu Mianmian stretched out her little hand: "Let's shake hands and be good friends."

The fox tribe still retains their hunting instincts. Hu Mianmian knows that she needs to lower the vigilance of her prey!

Before she could stretch out her hand, Linlang grabbed it.

"Young lady, you need to wipe your hands before eating."

Hu Mianmian looked unhappy: "Then hurry up, don't make my friend wait anxiously."

After finally getting Linlang to wipe her hands and wash her face, Hu Mianmian couldn't wait and climbed onto the chair to have sex.

She tied a blue and gold floral bib on herself and held a chopstick in each hand.

"Mom, food, I'm so hungry~" The little guy looked at Chen Qingyin eagerly.

Chen Qingyin originally wanted to pick two more books for Hu Mianmian to see if her daughter really had a photographic memory.

Hearing the little guy's voice, she smiled and put down the book: "Okay, mother is here, let's eat."

Seeing that Hu Mianmian wanted to eat roast chicken, Chen Qingyin asked Linlang to cut the whole chicken into pieces.

Finally, the portioned chicken was brought to the little guy.

Clear texture, smooth and fragrant.

The saliva flowed down the corners of the little guy's mouth.

"Mom, you eat too." Hu Mianmian was very reasonable and wanted to share one of the most delicious chicken legs with her mother.

Chen Qingyin continued with a smile: "Mianmian, be good."

The little guy ate with relish.

Chicken, eat it.

Eat the chicken legs too.

Chicken butt, throw it away!

Just then, the maid outside came to report: "The general is back."

Hu Mianmian pouted. Her annoying scumbag father came to disturb her and her mother's peace again.

Chen Qingyin stood up to greet him, and Hu Yunshen walked in wearing black boots.

"How come you have time to come back today, husband?"

Hu Yunshen was very kind, with a hint of gentleness in his seriousness: "I haven't had a meal with you and Mianmian for a long time, so I took some time out today to spend some time with you two."

A trace of guilt flashed across his eyes.

When Yunyan heard that her son Rong'er was adopted by Mr. Hu and became a concubine's child, she had a big fight with him.

He was not even allowed to enter the door.

Chen Qingyin was extremely happy: "Linlang, go get some more bowls and chopsticks."

Hu Yunshen washed his hands and sat next to Hu Mianmian.

He asked with a smile: "Mianmian, are you happy that your father is back to have dinner with you?"

The little girl puffed up her rosy cheeks and stared at him unkindly with her watery eyes.

Those two greasy little hands were still silently covering their bowls full of chicken.

Hu Yunshen was stunned.

This child is still protecting his food?

Chen Qingyin hurriedly explained: "Mianmian likes to eat chicken, my husband, please don't mind."

Hu Yunshen waved his hand: "It's nothing, if you like it, eat more."

But in my heart I felt disgusted.

Although her daughter, Hu Mianmian, was of noble birth, she was not at all comparable to Ruosheng, born to Yunyan.

Not only is he well-educated and well-mannered at a young age, but he is only one month younger than Mianmian, and now he can speak fluently.

He can recite "Three Character Classic" and "Thousand Character Classic" by heart.

How can Hu Mianmian, this foolish child, who is like an uncivilized little wild beast, compare with his Ruosheng?

Hu Yunshen ignored Hu Mianmian anymore.

Perhaps she noticed her husband's indifference towards her daughter, so Chen Qingyin took the initiative to say, "Mianmian, pick some food for your father."

Hu Mianmian was unwilling.

But she didn't want to reject Chen Qingyin.

So, the little girl generously picked up the chicken butt that she was not going to eat from the table and put it into Hu Yunshen's bowl.

And there were the chicken bones she had just gnawed.

Hu Yunshen: ...

Chen Qingyin said lovingly, "Mianmian, how can you give something you've already eaten to your father?"

Hu Mianmian's voice is soft, full of innocence, and very confident.

"Chicken butt, no problem."

Chen Qingyin couldn't bear to scold her daughter, and looked at Hu Yunshen apologetically.

"Husband, Mianmian..."

"Forget it! I don't have much appetite anyway." Hu Yunshen put down his chopsticks.

He took a sip of tea and said, "Qingyin, I heard from mother that you prepared three hundred taels to decorate the courtyard for Madam Liang and her daughter?"

Chen Qingyin nodded: "Does my husband also feel that it is not enough?"

"It's enough, but I feel like it lacks some thought," Hu Yunshen looked at her. "I remember you have a set of four treasures of the study made of Taishang Lake stone in your storeroom? It was once collected by a great calligrapher. Why don't you take it out and give it to her?"

Chen Qingyin was stunned: "What?"

Hu Yunshen said in a gentle tone: "Madam Liang is an elegant woman. I heard that she has read a lot of books. She almost took the examination to become a female official in our dynasty. If you give her the Taishang Lake Stone as a gift, she will definitely like it."

Chen Qingyin's smile faded: "Husband, have you forgotten that the collection of the Four Treasures of the Study is a relic left to me by my mother?"

"Of course I remember. How could I forget?" Hu Yunshen said calmly. "That's why you gave her this collection. She will know how much we value her, and it will be worth it for her husband to risk his life to save me, right?"

Yunyan was angry with him, and he had to take out something valuable to make her happy.

Chen Qingyin looked at her husband, and her heart seemed to be filled with snow, making it extremely cold.

Is this still the considerate husband she remembered?

Hu Mianmian muttered, "You should repay your own kindness. Go get your mother's things. Don't take my mother's things. They were left to her by my grandmother."

Hu Yunshen slammed the table heavily.

"Chen Qingyin! Do you still care about this daughter? You are so unruly. Do you still have me as your father?"

Hu Mianmian screamed "Wow" and threw herself into Chen Qingyin's arms as if she was scared to tears.

"Mom, did Mianmian say something wrong?" The little guy looked up pitifully.

Chen Qingyin protected her daughter and her tone became tough: "Husband, what did Mianmian say wrong? You knew that it was a relic my mother left me, and you wanted me to give it to someone else."

Hu Yunshen reprimanded: "How can you be so short-sighted? Although it is a gift to Madam Liang, the things are still in the Hu Mansion, what's the difference?"

Chen Qingyin frowned: "Husband, there is no need to say more. I will never give you this gift."

Hu Yunshen: "Qingyin, you used to be gentle and generous, what happened now? Well, whatever you want!"

He turned away and walked to the door. He thought that Chen Qingyin would definitely catch up with him to apologize and try to keep him.

She has been like this for many years since she got married.

Chen Qingyin is a lady from a wealthy family and does not have a rebellious mentality. As long as she is put under a little pressure, she will demand herself to be virtuous.

But this time, Chen Qingyin did not catch up.

Hu Yunshen was standing outside the door and couldn't help but look back in confusion.

Chen Qingyin was coaxing Hu Mianmian and wiping the little guy's tears with heartache.

"Look at you, your little face is all red from crying." Chen Qingyin said as she wet the handkerchief.

When she turned around to wash the handkerchief, Hu Mianmian looked at Hu Yunshen.

The little girl licked the sauce at the corner of her mouth and smiled with narrowed eyes. She didn't look like she was crying at all, but rather full of cunning!

Hu Yunshen suddenly felt that there was something indescribably strange about his daughter.

Maybe his brain hasn't recovered yet.

Hu Yunshen left with a sullen face.