Besides, the eldest girl of the Wu family went back crying and asked the little girl to find her mother.
Mrs. Wu didn't know what happened, so she ran back in two steps. When she saw her daughter crying so hard, she felt heartbroken.
"Oh, what happened to Da Ya?"
Wu Daya sadly hugged her mother's arms, crying and hiccupping as she said: "Mother, young master... just now..."
Mrs. Wu was overjoyed. Could it be that the young master wanted to eat meat? Reckless?
Her eyes shone and she asked eagerly: "Da Ya, what happened just now?"
Wu Daya tried her best to control her emotions and said: "Just now he disliked me and said that the smell of makeup and powder on my body was too strong... wu wu..."
Mrs. Wu smelled the smell of her daughter, and immediately frowned and began to scold her with disgust, "Damn girl, you are saying that the young master dislikes you. I have a headache just from smelling it. This smell is really unpleasant. Go wash it off quickly and use more saponins." , this is all my fault."
Wu Daya was scolded by his mother, and Monk Zhang Er was immediately confused.
"Mom, what on earth is going on?"
Mrs. Wu said with a smile: "You girl is usually very clever, why do you lose your temper at the critical moment? Think about it, the young master said this, not because he is interested in you, but because he dislikes the smell of makeup on you."
Wu Daya was dubious and asked pitifully: "Mother, is it true?"
Mrs. Wu continued to point out: "Mom, I want to ask you, has the young master eaten the food you sent?"
"Of course I ate it!"
Mrs. Wu pointed confidently: "You are a silly girl. At the young master's age, you should have started eating meat a long time ago. It's just that you are usually busy and have neglected these things. I may have been paying attention to you recently, but I just don't like the smell of powder on you. What are you thinking?" say what."
Hearing her mother's explanation, Wu Daya's depressed mood suddenly disappeared, her face turned from gloomy to clear, and she immediately ordered hot water to be washed.
Mrs. Wu suddenly remembered something. There was still a piece of foreign soap in her box, which her wife had given her as a reward a few years ago, but she had never been willing to use it. Now is a critical moment for my daughter, why not use it.
Thinking of this, she immediately rummaged through the cabinets to find it.
After finding it, ask the little girl to give it to her daughter.
Back then, Mrs. Wu was the maidservant of Madam Hou. She came to the Hou Mansion with Madam and proposed marriage to a steward in the mansion. Unfortunately, the man was a short-lived ghost and died within a few years, leaving her with a maid.
In recent years, Mrs. Wu has been watching people's behavior in the backyard of the Hou Mansion, and she has already figured out everything about the back house.
As the saying goes: If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you.
That dead ghost only left himself a daughter. Who can he count on when he gets old?
The Marquis brought the young master to the Hou Mansion, and she asked for grace and came to the young master.
Who is the young master?
She knew very well that he was the emperor's eldest grandson!
The emperor has no legitimate son. Prince Qi is the legitimate eldest son, and the young master is the legitimate son of the Qi family.
My girl looks good, but her status is not.
Her requirements are not high. If the daughter can be a concubine in front of the young master, the mother and daughter will have prosperity and wealth in their lives.
She remembered a good saying: If you want to capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach.
Therefore, she found an expert to teach Daya cooking skills from an early age.
Over the years, the young master has become accustomed to eating food cooked by Da Ya, and she feels that she has gained a foothold.
The young master was released, and of course the mother and daughter followed him.
In the backyard of the county government office, they not only bossed around the servants, but also collected benefits from those who came to do business.
There is no mistress in the young master's back house. Who dares to mess with their mother and daughter? Their life is quite comfortable.
Nowadays, although Da Ya is disliked by the young master, it is because of the smell on her body. The young master has eaten all the food, so it is not against his daughter.
Considering his age, the young master must have grown up before he is so sensitive to smells. Why is his daughter crying so stupidly?
After a while, after washing and coming out, let her refill the young master's stew bowl with soup, and then come forward to join in.
An hour later, Wu Daya washed up, changed her clothes, stewed the tonic soup, drained the water and appeared in front of Murong Han with a green and lovely smile on Furong's face.
"Master, I made a soup of white fungus, lotus seeds and red dates. This soup warms and nourishes the body."
Murong Han was reading the official document sent from the state capital.
He just said lightly: "Put it on the table!"
The official document clearly stated that the investigation into the matter of amassing wealth was basically clear. It was a group of bandits who were raking in wealth in another form. This matter was gradually being resolved. The following counties should focus on the next tax collection. .
Murong Han smiled. This was obviously a cover-up. Thanks to his extra foresight, he wrote a letter explaining the matter in detail to the Marquis when delivering fine salt to the imperial city.
If he had no backing and was just an ordinary county magistrate, he would definitely believe Mr. Futai's words.
He moved his eyes away from the official document and realized that Wu Daya's eyes were looking at him affectionately.
His gloomy face turned darker, and he asked displeasedly: "What's wrong with my face? Why do you look at me like this?"
Wu Daya shook her head hurriedly and explained: "No, I'm waiting to see when the young master will finish his soup."
Murong Han then looked at the soup and said nonchalantly: "Okay, you can go down. I'll drink it when I have time. Don't bother me."
Wu Daya was disappointed.
She took a special shower, and finally washed her head, face, and body with scented soap.
I feel very comfortable on my body, and there is a faint fragrance coming out. How could the young master be indifferent?
She didn't give up and said in a gentle tone: "I know that the young master doesn't like the smell of makeup, so I washed it specially. I will keep it like this from now on, okay?"
Murong Han raised his eyelids and took a look. The smell of powder was indeed gone.
He relaxed his brows slightly and said in a nonchalant tone: "Okay!"
The word "Okay!" was like a piece of candy, sweetening Wu Daya's heart.
The sun suddenly shone on her face, and she smiled flatteringly at Murong Han.
To her disappointment, Murong Han's eyes no longer looked at her, but fell on the official document again.
She was greatly disappointed, but she couldn't bear to leave. She didn't dare to disturb the young master, so she stood beside him gracefully, hoping that the young master would look at her.
After a while, Murong Han finished processing the official documents and felt thirsty. He reached out to hold the tea cup out of habit, but his hand inadvertently touched the bowl of tonic soup.
He picked it up and took a sip, feeling that it tasted okay.
Scanning his eyes, he found that Wu Daya was still standing nearby.
He asked angrily: "Why haven't you backed down yet?"
Wu Daya had already thought of her words and said delicately: "I will wait for you to take down the bowl that the young master has finished drinking, so that the soup bowl will not get in the way on the table."
Murong Han immediately put down the bowl of tonic soup he had just taken a sip from, frowned and said, "Hurry up and take it down!"
Wu Daya realized that it was self-defeating, and suddenly panicked, and stammered: "Master, drink slowly, I'm in no hurry."
Murong Han's face seemed to be covered with frost, and he said with disgust: "Take the soup bowl out immediately. Didn't you see that I was busy? You don't have any eyesight at all."
Wu Daya was so frightened that her face turned pale. She picked up the soup and stepped back in fear.
When she walked out, she felt so wronged and tears welled up in her eyes.
I had been working hard on this bowl of Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup for more than half an hour, but the young master only took a sip.
If he had come out earlier, the young master might have been able to drink it.
Did you do something wrong?
She wanted to throw away the bowl of soup, but she thought that the white fungus and lotus seeds in it were very precious, and she couldn't bear to part with the leftovers from the young master's drink.
She took the soup back to her room and drank the bowl of Tremella, Lotus Seed and Jujube Soup while crying.
At this time, Mrs. Wu rushed back after hearing the news.
Seeing my daughter's eyes full of tears, she asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Didn't the young master drink soup?"
"He drank..."
"Why are you crying after drinking? What happened?"
Wu Daya briefly explained what happened.
Mrs. Wu reprimanded with a dark face: "Idiot, you also know that the young master is the most annoying interruption when he is dealing with official business. You just want to cause trouble when the young master is busy. The young master just scolds you for not having the ability to see. If it were me, I would slap you a few times. I’ll slap you and kick you out.”
Wu Daya was stunned for a moment. What her mother said did make sense. How could she have forgotten how important the young master's affairs were.
She quickly wiped away her tears, adjusted her attitude and said, "Mom, it was my fault, and it won't happen again."
Mrs. Wu thought of something quickly and asked mysteriously in a low voice: "Da Ya, when you were learning from the master, did you ever learn that men want tonic soup after drinking it?"
Da Ya's face suddenly turned red, she nodded slightly and said, "I have learned..."
Mrs. Wu said in a tone that said she hated iron and steel: "Are you stupid? Since there is such a good thing, you give the young master a bowl of tonic soup that night. Don't leave. Why don't you go to the water tower first to get the moon?"
"Mom, is this okay? Will the young master dislike me in the future?"
"Silly girl, there is no woman around the young master. No matter what means are used, as long as you take the lead, the young master will never forget it no matter how many women he marries in the future. Besides, maybe the spring breeze will be happy for a while, no matter whether he is a daughter or a son. , have you taken advantage of me again? You will have all the glory and wealth in this life."
Wu Daya's eyes lit up, she nodded slightly and said, "Mom, I listen to you."
"That's right! Remember not to apply makeup or makeup. The young master doesn't like the smell."
"Mom, I know!"
After dinner that night, Wu Daya started to make soup.
She knew that the young master would go to the front office to do some official work at this time. When it was completely dark outside, the young master would go back to the backyard to wash up and rest.
It was getting dark soon, so Wu Daya took the time to put the tonic soup in a food box and carried it to the small courtyard where the young master lived.
The young master likes to be quiet. There are only three main rooms in the courtyard, with the living room in the middle. The young master lives in the east room of the living room.
Xiaofeng, the servant and book boy, is bringing water to the young master, making the bed, and preparing to wait for the young master to rest.
Seeing her coming in with a basket, Xiaofeng asked doubtfully: "Wu Daya, why are you here?"
Wu Daya hates people calling her by her name the most. When Daya's name is heard, she sounds like a little girl who can't stand on the stage.
Everyone knows her temper. In order to please her, many maids and women call her: "The eldest sister of the Wu family!"
Xiaofeng is obviously a month older than him, how can he die if he shouts "girl"? But he often calls himself Da Ya, which is really annoying!
Wu Daya glanced at him with a condescending look and said, "I heard that the young master has not had a good rest these days, so I specially made a tonic soup for the young master to improve his sleep quality. The young master hasn't come back yet?"
Xiaofeng didn't wait for an answer.
Then Murong Han strode in from outside and said coldly: "I'm not used to drinking tonic soup before going to bed. You can take it back."
Wu Daya thought that the other party did not hear what she said clearly, so she said in a coquettish tone: "I see that the young master has red bloodshot eyes. He must have not had a good rest at night. This tonic soup can help you sleep."
Murong Han felt unhappy when he saw Da Ya, and said with disdain: "I told you not to drink, that's so verbose, go back quickly."
Wu Daya was hit again, her heart suddenly went cold, and she said with fear on her face: "This slave is also worried about the young master, so she took the trouble to cook the soup. The young master should use more."
After saying that, she left in a hurry.
She was afraid of making the same mistake as she did during the day, so it was better to leave. Maybe the young master would drink it as soon as his anger subsided.
Murong Han's brows wished he could pinch Cang Yi to death. Why couldn't this girl understand what he said?
You said you wouldn't drink and you still stayed?
He said to Xiaofeng impatiently: "Take that soup quickly and drink it if you want. I'm going to rest."
