Chapter 249: Christmas Tree?

Mother, happy birthday.

Dean, happy birthday.

Yun chu, happy birthday.

Princess Consort, happy birthday.

One blessing after another, one form of address after another, but what never changes is that each of them brings the most sincere blessings.

Thank you.

In a moment, myriad feelings arose; today her emotions fluctuated greatly, but now looking at the circle of people, they are all her relatives.

These are what she sought in her past life but could not obtain!

As her words fell, suddenly the courtyard lit up; just moments ago it was a big red lantern, now the whole courtyard, on that big tree in the courtyard, gift boxes were hung, bending the tall tree somewhat.

This is...

Jiang Yunchu widened her eyes; everything that had just happened already made her very delighted, but she didn't expect the delight to continue.

Mother, do you still remember an old grandfather called Santa Claus?

Yue Yue and her brother couldn't find that old grandfather, but Yue Yue and her brother could take his place, giving Mother gifts and striving to fulfill Mother's wish. The little girl lifted her head; under the bright lights, one could see the fine soft fluff on her face, those blinking big eyes, which could bring endless hope.

Jiang Yunchu crouched down, pulling Ning Hanmo and Yue Yue into her embrace, 'You two are Mother's best gift.'

How fortunate she is, having crossed over and encountered such good children.

Encountering relatives who treat her extremely well.

"Dean, we're here too!" At that moment, Kang Zhi Xia shouted loudly.

Afterward, laughter rang out from all around, and everyone showed a kind smile.

Yes, and you too.

Jiang Yunchu stood up, then looked at the children, looked at the relatives, she solemnly nodded and made a promise without hesitation.

Mother, open the gifts!

The little one looked at Jiang Yunchu with an expectant face; she was curious, wondering whether Mother would be very happy seeing the gift she gave.

Jiang Yunchu blinked, public execution?

At that moment, Single Ear brought people carrying a table over, and on one side of the table they also placed a chair.

Princess Consort, which one should we look at first?

This...

She has fully grasped the essence of one-stop service; everything is prepared, yet she doesn't want to open it in person, as if it couldn't be done?

That one.

She pointed to a box; its color is a pinkish hue. Why call it pinkish? Because the color is not a pure pink, but it differs from other colors, so at a glance it looks like pink.

As for what kind of pink exactly, she really couldn't tell.

Yeah, my yeah.

Yue Yue the little girl immediately jumped up; the first gift Mother chose was the one she gave!

She gave it!

Just a glance and you could see the little girl's bubbling happy expression.

The elders, each one smiling, looked on; such a simple atmosphere yet made people feel warm.

And Ning Hanmo and the others exchanged glances, then shook their heads helplessly.

With Yue Yue's eager gaze always darting toward her own gift, it would be strange if the Dean couldn't guess it.

Little girl, wake up a bit!

Their inner thoughts, the little girl couldn't hear; she couldn't wake up at all, she even grew a bit nervous, her chubby little fists clenched.

Jiang Yunchu's movements were quick; in a few moments she opened the box, revealing what was inside.

Is it a hairpin?

It's a very ordinary silver hairpin, without complex tassels or pendants, simply with a pearl inlaid on it, giving it a touch of ancient charm.

'When did you buy it?' Jiang Yunchu was really curious; these days she has been in the Wang Fu, never went out, hadn't heard of Yue Yue going out, when was this hairpin bought?

Yue Yue embarrassedly gave a hehe laugh, 'I asked Mr. Yun Hui to take me to buy it.'

Jiang Yun Hui slowly closed her eyes, wasn't it agreed that this was their secret?

Sneaking you out, I have to bear the risk.

Yue Yue, you really are the type who drags others down but not yourself—you little troublemaker!

'Hehe...' Jiang Yun Hui gave a dry laugh, her face somewhat embarrassed.

Jiang Yunchu raised her eyebrows, she just said that!

'I really like it, help Mother put it on.' Jiang Yunchu lowered her head to a position Yue Yue could reach.

Yue Yue the little girl took the hairpin, found a suitable spot, then inserted the silver hairpin; looking at Mother's beautiful face, the somewhat dull hairpin was quite mismatched.

She will save more silver in the future to buy Mother many beautiful hairpins.

Now her monthly silver is little, she can only afford this; in the future Mother will surely have many, many hairpins.

'Thank you, Yue Yue!' Jiang Yunchu ruffled the little girl's hair; not looking at the gift's value, being able to have this heart is already precious, the little girl is only just five years old!

'Thank you, Mother, for giving Yue Yue a home.'

At that moment, Ning Yue Xue suddenly lifted her head; though tears clung to the corners of her eyes, tear droplets fell in pairs, yet the little girl was smiling, the corners of her mouth turned up in a very beautiful arc.

'These are what Mother should do.'

Jiang Yunchu shook her head, feeling a bit sour inside, unable to resist, she pulled out those who had gone to the border, walking them around twice, only then did she consider her emotions processed.

'That one!'

She pointed to a gift; Single Ear hurriedly brought over that box and placed it on the table.

After Jiang Yunchu opened it, she saw what was inside, and she slightly lifted the corner of her eye, somewhat surprised.

Because she saw a copy—a copy of the calligraphy, a copy of the poem.

The Long Song

In the green garden grow sunflowers; the morning dew waits for the sun.

……

She had written this poem only once—on the lantern she gave Ning Hanmo for New Year.

She never imagined that one day, the imitation calligraphy would appear before her.

"Mother, I'm working hard, wait for me."

"The Wang Fu's future includes me."

"You also have me."

Ning Hanmo's gaze toward Jiang Yunchu held reliance, trust, and boundless admiration.

If it weren't for Mother's arrival, he wouldn't even dare imagine what he would become, nor dare imagine what the Regent Prince's Manor would become.

Without his knowing, it was Mother who did everything for him, shaping who he is today and clearing some of the mist before his eyes.

"To you, I have been strict; since the day I entered the Wang Fu, I have treated you and Yue Yue differently—have you ever resented it?"

Jiang Yunchu looked at her son; she could be blameless in conscience, yet the soft place in her heart would also ache.