Chapter 3012 Shen Tianyu 412

Bai Chenxue put the canna lilies into the bedroom.

Jing Hong took her hand and led her downstairs.

Bai Hanzhu and Jing's parents were already waiting at the restaurant.

The couple got up early in the morning and prepared a table full of delicious food.

Seeing Bai Chenxue come downstairs, Jing's mother quickly got up and went to the kitchen to serve her porridge.

Bai Chenxue felt embarrassed and quickly said, "Auntie, I can do it myself."

Jing's mother worked quickly and efficiently, ladling out a bowl of porridge and bringing it out. She smiled at Xiaoxue, "Xiaoxue, just treat this place as your own home, and treat your aunt as your own mother."

The word "Mom" touched Bai Chenxue's heart.

Her mother died young, and her memories of her mother were pitifully few, limited to photos of her mother, descriptions from her brother, the books she read, the piano she played, and the paintbrushes she used. To her, her mother was cold, icy, black and white, carrying a desolate sadness.

Looking at Jing's mother again, Bai Chenxue felt that she was gentle and loving.

The mother was steaming hot and alive.

A strange warmth welled up in Bai Chenxue's heart.

Jing Hong took her hand and led her to the dining table to sit down.

The chair was a bamboo chair with a soft cushion on it. Everyone else's cushions were brown, but hers was a light pink, and there was a backrest of the same color on the back of the chair.

Pink is the favorite color for most girls when they are young.

Twenty-five-year-old Bai Chenxue suddenly felt like a little girl, a little girl spoiled by this family.

Jing's father had a gentle and kind face, and although Jing's mother had a warm personality, she was also a gentle and kind person.

The eggs are laid by free-range chickens from the mountains, and they taste much better than the eggs bought in the city.

The porridge was also sweet and refreshing.

Even the side dishes were delicious.

Fruits and melons are also included.

It was obvious that the Jing couple planted them themselves.

With a smile, Jing's mother used serving chopsticks to put food on Bai Chenxue's plate, saying as she did so, "Ahong has been practicing Taoism and martial arts in the temple since he was a child. He doesn't like studying and is a rough man, but he is a very good person. Due to his physical condition, he has never had a girlfriend, but he is chaste and has never been promiscuous, so you can rest assured about that."

Jing Hongqing coughed to protest, "I've read a lot of Taoist mental cultivation techniques since I was little, but I don't like reading poetry. Mom, you can't generalize. I'm not just rough; I'm rough but also meticulous, strong but also gentle. Xiaoxue can vouch for me. I'm clean-living, that's for sure."

Listening to the mother and son's back-and-forth banter, Bai Chenxue lowered her eyes and chuckled softly.

Compared to wealthy and powerful families, this family is much more approachable.

Compared to the Bai family, which also came from a scholarly background, this family had far fewer cumbersome rules.

As she slowly sipped the congee in her bowl, she thought that perhaps everyone has their own destiny. She and Gu Chufan were like clouds that occasionally met in the sky, their paths intersecting and creating a bond.

There is a predestined marriage in every lifetime.

If Guoxu was her destiny from a previous life.

That Jing Hong...

She suddenly turned her head to look at him.

Were they destined to be together in a past life? Or even a life before that?

Jing Hong smiled, her strong, thick eyebrows and high nose softening slightly. "Don't you think I'm getting more and more handsome?"

Bai Chenxue glanced at him lightly, wanting to make a face at him.

The thought startled her for a moment.

She never made a funny face.

there has never been.

Bai Chenxue parted her lips slightly, "I'm a little curious about past lives and present lives..."

Jing Hong handed her a glass of warm juice. "You and I have no past life, only this life, and we don't expect a next life. Time is precious, so I want to live this life well with you, to cherish every day and every moment."

Bai Hanzhu coughed, his old face almost turning red with embarrassment.

Is this something he can hear?

Mr. and Mrs. Jing remained calm, clearly this was their usual routine.

Bai Chenxue blushed and her pretty face turned pink.

She looked embarrassed and pleaded with Jing's mother for help, "Auntie, please do something about him."

Jing's mother smiled and said, "Young man, if you like someone, just express it. Why hide it? You are so outstanding, he feels a lot of pressure. He can't write or write, he can only use his skills. He can't show you how to box or sword, and he can't draw talismans or exorcise ghosts in front of you, so he can only rely on his words. A man should be steady and reliable, but being able to express himself doesn't mean he is unreliable."

have to.

Bai Chenxue essentially said nothing.

However, Bai Chenxue found Jing's mother's words very pleasing.

Is she that outstanding?

People with weak constitutions also have weak blood and qi. With weak blood and qi, it's natural to have weak vital energy, making it hard not to feel inferior. Although she was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and had good grades in school, she always felt inferior because fortune tellers said she would die young, and doctors said she couldn't have children, which is a fatal flaw for a woman.

But the entire Jing family treated her like a treasure.

After the meal, Bai Chenxue helped clear the dishes.

Jing's mother pressed her hand down, preventing her from touching it. "We usually have a maid to help with the housework, but she had something to do at home today and couldn't come. How could we bear to let you do such rough work? Ah Hong's father just did it for you."

The word "willing to give up" touched Bai Chenxue's heartstrings once again.

She is too sensitive and pays particular attention to these details.

Jing's mother's words and actions made her feel very comfortable.

This shows that she has high emotional intelligence, a gentle and meticulous personality, and a warm and caring heart.

Jing's mother turned around and went to the chair in the living room to get a large cloth package. She said to Bai Chenxue, "Auntie sewed this for you. Wear it if you like it, or leave it if you don't."

Bai Chenxue took it and opened it.

Inside was a light blue stand-up collar undergarment, a soft white silk inner garment, and a white embroidered orchid skirt. The fabrics were exquisite and delicate, and the style was elegant and unique.

The embroidery skills are also outstanding.

Bai Chenxue gently stroked the fabric; it was her favorite style.

Bai Hanzhu said, "Since it was sewn by Ah Hong's mother herself, why don't you go upstairs and try it on?"

Jing's mother said with a smile, "I've already washed and dried them, and left them out to air for several days because I was worried you might have an allergic reaction to the new clothes. If you want to try them on, go ahead; if you don't want to wear them, just take them home and leave them."

"I'm afraid you'll have an allergic reaction to the new clothes," Bai Chenxue's heart was touched once again.

She is indeed prone to allergies.

Even though she had taken the tonics Shen Tianyu gave her and her constitution had improved, she was still prone to allergies, especially to new clothes.

Her eyes were slightly red as she said to Mother Jing, "I like it very much, thank you Auntie."

She took the clothes, turned around, and went upstairs.

After they changed, everyone's eyes lit up.

She looks so good in this kind of clothing.

Xueqing is a light purple, a gentle and elegant color that makes her skin appear even whiter, her skin as white as snow, her eyebrows delicate and arched, and her eyes full of water and affection. She is more beautiful than poetry.

For such a small set of clothes, Jing's mother put a lot of thought into it, using the Song and Ming dynasties as models and incorporating the essence of Qing dynasty clothing.

The light blue stand-up collar inner garment and the long horse-face skirt accentuated Bai Chenxue's slender figure, making her graceful and elegant like a willow.

Jing's mother walked up to her and pulled her to sit on a chair. "Come on, let Auntie comb your hair."

Bai Chenxue obediently sat down next to her.

Jing's mother was skillful and quickly styled her hair into a beautiful style.

She had little hair, but her mother-in-law somehow styled it into a high bun and braided several pretty little braids.

This is a scene from Bai Chenxue's dream.

She often dreams of her mother combing her hair.

For a moment, she couldn't tell if it was a dream or reality.

Jing's mother handed her a mirror, "Daughter, see if Auntie's hair looks good?"

Bai Chenxue took the mirror, looked at her bright and delicate self in it, and finally couldn't help but cry.