Items sent by Duke Dingguo.

The flowers that followed Chen Duanlang this morning flooded into everyone's mind.

Most of those things, whether they are swaddling clothes or shoes and socks, are bright red in color.

According to the rules, although grown-up concubine girls can wear red, before they are one year old, most families wear pink or rose-colored clothes for their concubine children.

After all, before the child turns one year old, he needs to be washed three times, a hundred days have passed, his hair is shaved, and there are several banquets for the child's first birthday.

When the time comes, there will definitely be a lot of guests. For such things, bringing the child out and dressing them differently is also a sign of the difference between the legitimate concubine and the concubine.

As the wife of the Duke of Guo, Grandma Thirteenth had forgotten this established rule for a while, or it happened that a brother or sister was about to be born in the Duke of Guo's Mansion, so she prepared all the red ones, so she sent them here.

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These were all doubtful at first.

Now the Seventh Young Master directly said that he would exchange the Eighth Young Master for something sent by the Duke's Mansion. Isn't that a clear statement...

Aunt Mao opened and closed her lips as she looked at Chen Duanlang, her eyes filled with prayers.

Chen Duanlang avoided looking away.

It's not that I don't know what my aunt is thinking.

Over the years, although my aunt gave birth to her sister and myself, due to the rules and etiquette, no child was raised by my aunt's side.

Even if the wife doesn't support him, the wet nurse will watch him grow up.

At the beginning, I could be close to my aunt most of the time, but I also had to live separately from her, so I still had to meet and talk to her a few times.

As for this newborn brother, because his wife is seriously ill and his fourth sister-in-law is pregnant, no one can take care of him. Moreover, his father has said that as long as no one else points it out, he may be able to keep him under his care forever.

My aunt grew up around me.

It is truly raised by my side...

Neither he nor his sister are around, so my aunt must really hope to have a child with her.

But if the eighth brother is transferred to the wife's name, everything will be different. The eighth brother will be the legitimate son by title, and no family will raise their legitimate son next to their aunt.

But this is for the eighth brother’s good!

It is not easy to transfer the eighth brother to the wife. If it were not for the difficulty in giving birth to the aunt, both the father and the fourth brother would not have agreed so easily.

Chen Duanlang hardened his heart and said: "Auntie, you must remember to ask someone to change clothes for your brother. He is the legitimate son and can no longer wear these inappropriate colors."

Although she knew which way was better, the son she gave birth to would become someone else's in the blink of an eye, and her previous hopes were all gone. Aunt Mao still felt like her heart was twisting in a knife, and she didn't say anything for a long time, sitting on the bedside and shedding tears.

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For a while, no one dared to persuade me.

The little child seemed to feel something and suddenly burst into tears.

Chen Duanlang hugged him and coaxed him for a while, then sat on the edge of the bed and whispered: "Auntie, this is my brother. I always do good for him."

Aunt Mao slowly turned her eyes and saw Chen Duanlang's long-open eyebrows. A line of clear tears rolled down her cheeks. She reached out to touch Chen Duanlang's face with trembling hands.

Then he touched the little baby's chubby cheek with tears in it, his eyes were filled with mist.

"Auntie understands." The voice was filled with helpless sadness and resigned despair.

Chen Duanlang's hand holding the child tightened subconsciously, and he turned his head away without saying a word.

Originally he came here happily, but in the end Chen Duanlang left with Aunt Mao's tears.

Chen Duanque personally sent Chen Duanlang to the door.

Seeing Chen Duanlang grow up to his shoulders, he remembered that child who always followed behind him and kept yelling at his elder brother.

In fact, the difference between them is only one year.

Sure enough, the environment is the most sculpting of people. At that time, I hoped that my brother, who was born as a concubine, would never grow up, but I also didn’t want to have a useless person who would hold him back in the future. So every time I taught him, I always felt like I was tied up and unsure of the importance.

He also taught poetry, etiquette, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, but never told him about the complexities of human nature. He only hoped that this younger brother would live a pure life and live a happy life.

Thinking of the past, Chen Duanqi couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart. Facing Chen Duanlang's eyes that were as gentle as jade but as deep as the deep sea, he could no longer see the details clearly, and he was slightly absent-minded.

After a while, he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Since you are studying at the Li family, you must study hard and strive to honor your ancestors. Don't let down your father's high hopes for you and the Duke's cultivation."

Such words were high-sounding, but Chen Duanlang could tell that the tone was half true and half false.

This fourth brother still really has a desire for him, but he can't help but be suspicious of him.

Chen Duanlang laughed in his heart.

In fact, why is this necessary? Since ancient times, the legitimate son has inherited the family property. As a concubine, no matter how many sisters he has behind him, he can only get a share of the family property.

What's more, I have never touched the Chen family's ideas.

It was impossible for Chen Duanlang to say these words directly to Chen Duanque. He just listened to Chen Duanque's instructions with a respectful face and responded to them one by one.

As people grow up, they also begin to speak in unison with others.

Chen Duange could clearly see that Chen Duanlang was absent-minded, so he could only pretend not to know.

"Don't worry about Xiaoba, I will take a good look at it."

When Chen Duanlang heard Chen Duanque mention this, he hurriedly said: "With brother's guidance, Duanlang will naturally feel at ease."

When Chen Duanwei heard this, he hummed and looked over, as if he wanted to see through Chen Duanlang's face and into his heart.

In the end, he could only deal with a few words, and Chen Duanlang went back to Li's house.

As soon as Chen Duange turned around, he called his confidant butler.

"Go to the village in Shilihe and tell me it's grandma's wish to send two women to serve the twelve girls."

The butler nodded in agreement.

Chen Duanwei's eyes flashed, and there was a rare look of ferocity on his gentle and elegant face, "Tell the people who are going to be careful. If something happens again, let them go to Mobei to serve me."

Hard labor!”

The housekeeper looked at Chen Duanwei with a stern expression.

Chen Duanwei stepped in with an indifferent expression.

The housekeeper couldn't help but think of the news he just heard.

The twelve girls who have been living in the village under the name of the eighth aunt in the second room did not know why, but when the maid went to help her get up in the morning, she never opened the door and was locked in the house.

The maids thought that the Twelve Girls hadn't gotten up yet, and they thought that the Twelve Girls were just recuperating from illness, so there was nothing wrong with sleeping a little longer. Who knew that another hour had passed, and when they went to call someone, they couldn't hear any movement inside. The maids

Fearing that something might happen, I asked someone to open the door and found that there was no one inside. The women were still alert and did not make a big show of it, so they quietly sent people around to look for it.

Fortunately, the twelve girls were found just over a mile outside Zhuangzi, and nothing happened to them.

Although the twelve girls were brought back safely, they kept clamoring to come back to see the master. The eighth aunt and grandma were unhappy and felt that she was not lovable for her money and effort, so she specially sent someone to say that she hoped that the master and

The fourth young master picked up the twelve girls early.

A girl who went home after separation caused such trouble.

It was still when my aunt and I were seriously ill and my wife was also bedridden.
Chapter completed!