Needless to say the rest, Shen Nanbao also understood that with Shen Nanyi's temper, she would definitely have to force someone to change her dinner.
Feng Yue frowned in disbelief, "What are the eldest and Miss Yi arguing about?"
Lu Kui's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Shen Nanbao with wet eyes, "It seems they were arguing over some new clothes, and I didn't listen too well."
"new clothes?"
Fengyue suddenly clasped her hands together, "It must be the new clothes that the eldest girl prepared for Tete to meet Uncle Xie at the Sai Shen Meeting. Then Miss Yi couldn't stand it, so she went to grab it!"
After realizing it, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, "If you can't argue with me, if you can't steal it, you'll take it out on me. The older girl is getting more and more shameless."
Shen Nanbao smiled, "After all, I was the one who instigated her first. If she has no face, she has no face."
There is a refreshing heartiness in these words.
Fengyue had to look at her with a pair of strange eyes, "Sister, this big girl has bullied you."
Shen Nanbao did not reply to her words, and asked Lu Kui to get up first, and said: "It will be the beginning of autumn soon. You go to the management office to get the post, go outside to buy some leaves, and then deliver them to each place one by one. In the courtyard, remember to deliver it to the eldest lady."
Lu Kui's heart trembled. During this period, her sister either let her hang out in Ying Pavilion or went to the management office to show her face to Zhang Shilian. Others only envied her for her looseness and not having much work to do, but she was frightened inside. Only Lu Kui knew it in his heart.
Especially when he met his mistress's sinister eyes head-on, they were as if they were going to gouge her out completely.
And the eldest girl's sinister words were nothing short of a whipping.
She would rather do menial work in the yard, so she doesn't have to worry about when the cane whip will fall and sales will take place.
But she is just a servant, can she refute it?
The last time she refuted it, she was given such a name to hang around her mistress. If she refutes it again this time, she might really be left with nothing to eat!
As soon as she thought about it, Lu Kui Ai Ai agreed.
The voice was tinged with sadness, and Fang Fang, who was still angry when he heard it, suddenly lost his temper.
When the others exited the room and walked away, Feng Yue looked at the red King of Wu under the eaves and said: "Sister, what if the eldest lady punishes Lu Kui severely for this?"
Shen Nanbao paused as he stood up.
The hanging bamboo curtains swayed slightly, tapping the dark red painted window lattice with a clicking sound.
After Shen Nanbao listened, Youyou spoke, "Feng Yue, when you have too much time to take care of yourself, just take care of yourself."
From then on, the matter of Lu Kui was forgotten for the time being, and the days slowly came to July 15th, which was the day of the Beginning of Autumn Sai Shenhui.
Because it is the day when ancestors return home, every household, whether a hairpin family or a commoner, must prepare coins, preserved fruits, fine wine, and seasonal fruits and vegetables to offer sacrifices to their ancestors.
Mrs. Yin claimed that she was ill and Rong was pregnant, so this matter still fell on Peng.
Fengyue couldn't help but feel resentful, "I said I removed the middle feeder, but now I'm not doing the middle feeder thing. I just took off my pants and farted! It's unnecessary!"
Shen Nanbao was open-minded, and he waved his hand at the case. The white paper reflected the skylight, making the corner of his mouth smile lightly, "I told you it would be like this, why are you still angry? I think you are too busy to panic." , here you go, run an errand for me."
With that said, he put away the pen, took out the paperweight, blew on the still wet ink, and when it was dry, he folded the paper in half and put it into the letterhead, sealed it with hot stamping, handed it to Feng Yue and said: "Take this letter and this The goods were sent to the governor's house in Pingzhang and handed over to the little lady Yu."
Fengyue vaguely understood what she meant, but to her, how could the little lady be more reliable than Uncle Xie and Commander Xiao to make them more reliable? Rather than being so burdened and unhappy, it was better to grasp what was real at the moment.
"Speaking of my younger sister, I still have to think about my own affairs and make every effort. In another year, my sister will be a hairdresser. When the time comes, we will talk about getting married, seeing each other, and marrying a crooked melon and cracking jujube. What can I do if I can't get on the stage? "
Fengyue said this several times, but Shen Nanbao didn't listen to it once.
In the past, it was because of my mother, but now...
Shen Nanbao looked at the hibiscus that stretched out from the slanting canopy under the eaves. The gossamer-like branches were dangling in the sky. After looking at it for a long time, he would feel dizzy.
In a daze, he saw Xiao Yichen's face, his eyes as clean as the dawn on the mountain top.
Shen Nanbao was startled and lowered his eyes.
The long black and thick eyelashes did not cover the panic in her eyes, but Feng Yue took a thorough look, considered it carefully, and then said: "Sister, don't listen to me in a daze. There is still a year left, so I feel that the days have passed. It’s still a long time, please count carefully how long you have been in Shen Mansion, it’s been almost a whole year in a flash, it can be seen that life flies by so fast, you have to make good use of your marriage.”
Marriage...
Her mother paid her father by mistake, and her previous life was miserable because of Chen Fangyan. How could she hope for marriage.
Shen Nanbao smiled happily and pushed Fengyue who was rooted in the center of the earth, "You are young and live like an old woman. You only chatter all day long and you don't do anything anymore?"
Seeing her like this, Fengyue expected that she had no intention of listening anymore, so she picked up the letter and followed Asmen Juechen.
Shen Nanbao was left alone in the room. While drinking tea, Si Yan brought a message from the front hall, saying that the official had issued a decree to restore the master to his official position.
Although this matter had been expected for a long time, no official had actually said it. Mrs. Yin and the others were worried about it, always fearing that they would be raped one day. But now they are fine, and they have finally gotten through it.
Mrs. Yin was in high spirits during happy events. She was usually a straight-laced and upright person, but now she was smiling so hard that she couldn't even see her eyes. Even when Shen Nanbao came to congratulate her, she also used a kind and harmonious tone that she had never seen before. , patted her black hairy head affectionately.
"On such a beautiful day, why don't you wear some colorful clothes and still look so plain?"
The hand patting her head traveled across the ravine, carrying the decaying and old smell of the mahogany furniture in the long house in Bishan, like a net covering her head, gently trapping her.
Shen Nanbao endured it, tried his best to stretch his brows and looked up at Old Mrs. Yin, "I don't like those gorgeous ones, just like this, refreshing and neat."
That's all.
What little lady doesn't love beautiful clothes.
Even Sister Yi and Sister Yi were fighting over a new dress.
So, it’s not that I don’t love it, it’s just that I don’t have it.
In fact, the old lady Yin who went to Rong Yuexuan to buy new clothes was from the Qing Dynasty.
At first, she thought she was a girl from the Shen family, so she had to lose face, so she forced Mrs. Peng to cut a few pieces. But after so many things happened, she felt sorry for this granddaughter who was obviously the youngest but the most prejudiced. The diaphragm was so strong that I didn't care about the minutiae.
It seems that seeing her suffer through these things can make her feel a little more relaxed.
Old Mrs. Yin was disappointed, withdrew her hand, and leaned back on the lock chair, "You have a reserved temperament, and wearing bright clothes doesn't match your temperament. It's better to dress more plainly. You are young and don't need so many clothes." For complex decorations, hibiscus is best produced from clear water.”
Old Mrs. Yin sighed, "You should also go and say congratulations to your father."
Shen Nanbao twitched his lips slightly, obviously well aware of the old lady's thoughts, so he responded, smoothed the wrinkled skirt, and walked back to Shen Shi.
As for Shen Shi, he had swept away the gloominess of the day before and his face was flushed. However, when he saw Shen Nanbao, his eyes inevitably lowered a bit. He sat upright in an armchair and nodded slowly.
"It's good that you have this heart, but you still have to be careful about your behavior. I heard someone said that you slapped your sister Yi, wasn't that arrogant? It's better to be cautious and fearful. Don’t be that beauty lamp and just focus on the superficial appearance.”
Look, this is her daddy.
When he asked her for help before, he frowned and pursed his lips, pretending to be a loving father.
Now that he no longer begged her, the general who was riding a tall horse and returning in triumph, supported by his soldiers, naturally had to put on airs and put on a show.
However, she may have had some yearning for her father's love in her previous life, but she would not be able to make waves in this life.
Listening to his taunting, she just lowered her head and pretended to be respectful, "I can't help it, it's just that I'm not appropriate."
The two people, who had never met each other before, were linked by a ridiculous bloodline, and they only had a few words. Now that they had supported each other for a long time, they looked at each other in silence.
Shen Nanbao followed his instructions and sat down in the corner, watching Shen Shi quietly and asking in a warm tone whether Rong's health was okay.
Three months later, the fetal image was stable, and the discomfort was gradually diminishing. With supplements such as blood swallows, Rong's previously skinny face now became radiant, and she caressed her slightly bulging belly. , but smiled sadly.
"With my mother taking care of me, and Mother Feng being here, I only have to take care of my clothes, put my hands on my food, and open my mouth. I don't have to toss and toss like I was roasting on the fire last month."
Mrs. Peng, who was smiling cheekily next to her, slumped down when she heard this, and secretly said to Mr. Rong that she didn't mention which pot to open, but she wanted to bring up Brother Zhuo's matter again on such a day.
Afraid that Shen Shi would continue what he said, Mrs. Peng hurriedly held her lips and smiled, "The doctor said that your health is not good, and it only takes half a month for others to be upset. You are fine. You started to vomit after one month of pregnancy, and now you are stable." Yes, I have made it through, and my heart has settled, otherwise I would have suffered like you."
It’s just that whatever you are afraid of will happen.
After hearing what she said, Shen Shi snorted coldly, "Suffering? I don't think you are suffering. What happened to Brother Zhuo, you still can't sleep peacefully every day."
When Shen Shi mentioned 'Brother Zhuo', Mrs. Rong couldn't help but pull out the handkerchief and tuck it at the ends of her eyes. She said in a sour tone, "It's also our Brother Zhuo who is in trouble. God doesn't care about his hard study in the cold window, so he has to give it to him." After a few more years, that's it. Heaven is about to give this man a great responsibility, and who wouldn't struggle with his ambition? It's just that I see him sitting behind closed doors, being groggy in the sun, talking gibbering... I At once……"
