The maid seemed to have seen her thoughts, and said with a smile: "It's okay. When the time comes, let the madam ask for it, and it will be done."
Mei's mother smiled when she heard this and said, "You are still smart. I will give you some money to buy candies later."
The maid hurriedly thanked the gift, "I thank you, old lady."
After Yinger left, a maid named Yingge now manages the money box.
She opened her mouth with a troubled expression, feeling bitter in her heart. Since Madam ignored the affairs in the mansion, the chewing facilities in various places have been reduced a lot, and many servants in the mansion have long been dissatisfied. What's more, they even talk about it in private.
Now the old lady is still so generous with money to reward people, and she sees that there is not much left in the money box.
What to do in the future...
On winter mornings, it gets light very late. It's obviously already midnight, but the sky is still dark and dark.
The candlelight in Hongxia Pavilion was already bright, and the house was busy with work.
"Send someone down to prepare some items. Today we are going to Anhe Temple to burn incense."
Wei Jingwei sat in front of the dressing table and let Su Er comb her hair, while instructing Lian Er beside her.
"I know that today is the death anniversary of the young lady's mother. I sent someone to prepare all the necessary things yesterday." Lian'er said with a smile.
"Thank you for remembering the anniversary of my mother's death. I'm afraid I won't even remember my father..." Wei Jingwei's voice became softer as she spoke.
Su'er sighed. Ever since the young lady married into the Mei family, she had no contact with the Wei family at all.
Even if he reminded her, the Wei family still relied on the young lady, and the young lady remained calm and expressed that she would not go back.
The grudge in the lady's heart...
"Miss, there is almond milk that you like this morning. I specially sent someone to prepare it for you. You can use some. There are also some milk rolls, etc., which are all your favorites."
Su'er was afraid that she would be unhappy, so she quickly changed the subject.
"I ate so much early in the morning, why don't you guys use some together?"
"Okay, I will listen to the young lady." Su'er said with a smile.
After finishing dressing up, she was dressed in plain clothes today, with only a hosta on her head, her thick black hair tied up loosely.
But it didn't cover up her gorgeous face at all.
Her fair skin is like the white snow in winter, without any blemishes.
Even when they stayed by Wei Jingwei's side, the two maids often lamented their young lady's beauty.
It is rare for the master and servant to sit down and have breakfast together regardless of etiquette. This is an annual custom.
Since the death of Wei Jingwei's mother, Su'er and Lian'er did not care about the rules on the anniversary of her death. The three of them only talked about their feelings.
It seemed like this could soothe the loneliness in her heart.
"This almond milk is good, it tastes sweet." Wei Jingwei picked it up and took a sip. The warm sweetness in her mouth melted on the tip of her tongue, making her squint her eyes.
Even the strong bitterness and melancholy in my heart were diluted a lot.
"Miss, eat this milk cake. My slave made it specially early this morning. It took a lot of effort."
As the name suggests, milk cake is made of milk and steamed glutinous rice. It tastes sweet and milky, but a little chewy.
The taste of milk melted just right on the tip of the tongue and spread to the entire mouth. Wei Jingwei nodded repeatedly, "With Lian'er's skills, if she opens a pastry shop in the future, I guess the business will be no worse than the old shop in Beijing. The taste is even better than Those old masters are fine."
Lian'er's eyes widened, "Really? Miss, please don't lie to me."
"real."
Seeing her eager look, Wei Jingwei felt that maybe she had been right. Did Lian'er really mean this in the future?
Then she would be happy to give Lian'er a shop to show off her skills.
After breakfast, when the weather outside got better, Wei Jingwei took four maids, two women, and two of Ma San's group out.
The snow outside has been thickly covered on the ground.
Just one kick and it's a small pit.
Looking at the plum blossoms on the branches, she muttered silently, "If you look closely, it's not that the snow has no fragrance, but the wind blows away the fragrance." The scenery described in the poem is nothing better than what is before her.
"I didn't expect you to be so elegant and come here early in the morning to enjoy the snow and flowers."
As soon as she heard Mei Yuanqing's voice, Wei Jingwei remembered what happened that night and subconsciously took two steps back with a bad look on her face, "I'm afraid I misunderstood. I don't want to come to enjoy the snow and flowers."
"Oh? Why is that?" Mei Yuanqing was puzzled.
Someone soon clarified his doubts.
"Today is the death anniversary of Madam's mother. We are going to the temple to burn incense and light oil lamps for Madam." Su'er said calmly.
Mei Yuanqing's face suddenly became embarrassed. Marrying Wei Jingwei was not what he wanted in the first place, so until now, he knew very little about Wei Jingwei's affairs. He thought she was being elegant, but he didn't expect that it was her mother's death anniversary. ........
The girl in front of her was dressed in plain clothes, but she looked extremely beautiful. It was a different kind of beauty from ordinary times. She was so beautiful. But seeing the indifferent look in her eyes, Mei Yuanqing was about to say words of comfort, but her words were choked in her throat, like a stick. It looks like a fish bone and penetrates very deep.
After a while, the snow fell from the branches. When he wanted to speak again, he saw that the girl had slowly walked away with a group of people.
Only a very beautiful figure was seen in the distance.
Before the winter carriage came up, the maids and ladies had already cooked the soup and put it inside together with the mattress. So as soon as she entered, Wei Jingwei felt very comfortable, and her joints that were originally stiff became flexible.
She rubbed her hands and hugged Mrs. Tang. Her little nose was red from the cold, and she looked very pitiful.
Su'er and Lian'er, one was making tea, and the other was tidying up the cloak that she had just worn outside. Snow had fallen on it, so it had to be cleaned up as soon as possible, and then covered with a soup bag so that the young lady wouldn't get cold when she got off the carriage.
The sound of horse hooves trampling on the snow is different from the usual "ta-da" sound, but rather like a "rustling" sound.
Wei Jingwei couldn't help but be curious, would horses' hooves get cold in winter?
When winter comes in Beijing, there are always a lot of people on the streets. Many old people and children wear thick coats and go out to the streets. Even if their cheeks are red from the cold, their faces are filled with joy.
It wasn't until she saw all kinds of year-end items sold at street stalls that she suddenly realized how time flies.
It’s the end of the year again.
The road from Meifu to Anhe Temple is not far, but it is definitely not close either. It took almost an hour to get there.
The padding in the carriage was very soft, so it was not uncomfortable.
After getting off the carriage, Lian'er hurriedly put the cloak on Wei Jingwei. The host who had received the news early in the morning had sent a young monk to wait at the door. When he saw a few people, he stepped forward and bowed, "Several donors are here today to burn incense and light scented oil lamps." of."
"Little master, how did you know it was us."
The young monk showed his two white front teeth and smiled, "It's particularly cold today. If this lady wasn't the one who sent someone to spread the message early, there would be no one."
Wei Jingwei nodded slightly and murmured for a while: "It's better to be cleaner."
