Cheng Wanwan agreed.
The little girl's name is Cao Yingying. She is fifteen years old and is from Hekou Town. As for what her family does, she refuses to say a word.
There are now nine people in this family, and Cheng Wanwan is the oldest. In her eyes, these people are all children, and there is no such thing as a distinction between men and women.
Although Wu Huiniang is young, she is a woman and pregnant, so she doesn't have to worry too much about avoiding all aspects.
Now that there is a fifteen-year-old girl at home, many things are not as convenient as before.
Cheng Wanwan said: "Dashan, you can sleep in the new house these days. There are a lot of wood and blue bricks in the yard over there, and someone needs to keep a watch."
There are patrols in the village every night. In fact, there is no need to send people to keep watch. This is just Cheng Wanwan's excuse.
She continued, "Yingying, just sleep with my sister-in-law."
Cao Yingying nodded obediently.
Cheng Wanwan thought for a while and continued, "The new house is too big. Your eldest brother is a little scared to sleep alone. Ergou, you should also go and watch the night."
Shen Zheng answered with a smile: "Auntie, I'm going too."
The ground here is muddy and uneven, and I always feel uncomfortable when I sleep at night.
There is an earthen kang built in the new house, which is flat and flat. It should be much more comfortable to sleep on.
Shen Zheng dragged Cheng Zhao along, and in the end there were five people who went to watch the night, Zhao Dashan, Zhao Ergou, Shen Zheng, Cheng Zhao, and the book boy Ah Fu.
Cheng Wanwan asked Wu Huiniang to find some clean clothes for Cao Yingying to change into.
Everyone in the family had two new pairs of clothes made. Wu Huiniang had never worn them because she was pregnant, so she put them on the bottom layer of the box.
She took out one and gave it to Cao Yingying.
Cao Yingying shook her head, picked up the patched clothes beside the bed, pursed her lips and said, "Can I wear this one?"
This is Wu Huiniang's daily change of clothes. It has dozens of patches, large and small. Every time she wears it, she feels that it leaks everywhere, so how can she give this dress to guests.
Moreover, this little girl is very pretty and has delicate features. She looks like a young lady from a rich family. How can a boudoir lady wear shabby clothes?
When Wu Huiniang was about to say something else, Cao Yingying started to take off her clothes.
"..." She said quickly, "Wait a minute, I'll go out first."
This girl doesn't know how to avoid people when changing clothes.
She quickly opened the door to make room.
Cao Yingying took off her clothes and put on the patched clothes with great effort. After putting them on, her eyes were red.
At home, dressing was taken care of and she never had to do it herself.
If her father was still at home, how could she have fallen to this point.
She cried silently. After wiping away her tears, she bent down and picked up the dirty clothes on the floor.
She told herself in her heart that she was no longer Miss Cao, but a little girl who was dependent on someone else. She had to learn to do anything no matter what.
As long as her father returns to Hekou Town, she can go home.
She walked to the yard and looked around blankly, not knowing how to wash clothes.
Wu Huiniang came over with a full belly and told her: "The wooden basin is over there, the water tank is over there, and there are plant ashes in the kitchen. Just put them in and wash them together."
My mother-in-law said that anyone here at home must do their own thing.
So even if the little girl didn't seem to know how to wash the clothes, Wu Huiniang didn't intend to help. At most, if the little girl didn't wash them clean, she would just help wash them again.
Cao Yingying walked to the water tank with her clothes in her arms and started washing clothes in a decent manner.
Cheng Wanwan saw it from a distance and felt a little relieved. Although she was a spoiled little girl, she had a good temperament.
She pulled Shen Zheng and Zhao Ergou aside and said with a serious face, "Whose idea was it to go to Yihong Mansion today?"
Shen Zheng lowered his head with a guilty conscience.
"Xiao Zheng, did I tell you not to take Ergou and the others to a place like this?" Cheng Wanwan said earnestly, "You don't have to explain. Of course I know that I go there in broad daylight to do business, regardless of whether there are people there. No matter how big the business is, you are not allowed to go there anymore, do you hear me?"
In this land of three religions and nine streams, the people who come in and out of such occasions are not ordinary people.
He just wanted to do business, but he still dared to be so bold as to rescue someone from a brothel.
Can a person who can open a brothel be a small character?
She softened her tone and said, "Leave it to Dashan and Sanniu to deliver goods to the town for now, and wait until the storm is over."
Shen Zheng nodded immediately: "I will never go there again."
Zhao Ergou didn't dare to resist: "I will listen to my mother."
Cheng Wanwan patted the two of them on the shoulders: "Go to work."
She walked to Cao Yingying and helped her wring out the wet clothes and put them on bamboo poles to dry.
She said: "In our family, there are no freeloaders."
"My father will give you money when he comes back." Cao Yingying said hurriedly, "If aunt doesn't believe it, just take this jade pendant. This is a relic left by my mother. I will redeem it with money later."
She took out a green jade pendant hanging around her neck.
Cheng Wanwan smiled and said: "The young master Shen who saved you is indeed the son of the county magistrate. He lives in my house and has to work. This has nothing to do with whether I give you money or not. You are a little girl. I I won’t arrange heavy work for you. From now on, you will be responsible for feeding the rabbits and goats at home. What do you think?”
Everyone in the family has to work.
Zhao Dashan is responsible for everything in the fields.
Wu Huiniang took over the kitchen and all kinds of trivial matters.
Zhao Ergou is in charge of business and comes back to help in the fields in the afternoon.
Zhao Sanniu had to patrol, chop firewood, and do all kinds of menial work.
Zhao Sidan was responsible for feeding the chickens, ducks and geese, and walking the wolves and dogs along the way.
In addition to studying, Cheng Zhao also teaches. After returning home, he will start a small stove for Zhao Ergou and Zhao Sidan.
Shen Zheng was contracted to pound rice. Rice is prone to insects, so it is usually pounded in advance when it is needed to eat.
Afu is responsible for carrying water. There are many people in the family, so he has to carry it many times a day. In addition to carrying water, he also goes to the mountains to collect hay and dig wild vegetables.
Cao Yingying took back the jade pendant.
She glanced at the goat and was a little frightened. The goat was so thin, its belly was so big, and its horns were so sharp. It looked scary.
But when she saw the two little fluffy rabbits beside her, she immediately smiled and nodded vigorously: "I will definitely take good care of them."
Cheng Wanwan carefully told her what rabbits and goats like to eat, and she wrote it down carefully.
There was a lot of food at home in the evening.
Not all of the wild boar was sold, but some were kept to eat at home. I made steamed pork ribs, braised pork, pig blood tofu, a plate of braised meat, and pork belly soup specifically for pregnant women, plus the necessary ingredients. Prepared vegetables, a large table full of food.
Cao Yingying was a little surprised.
The house looked shabby and small. She thought she could only afford to eat wild vegetables, but she didn't expect it to be so rich.
After everyone moved their chopsticks, she picked up a piece of braised pork and tasted it, and was stunned.
The taste is even better than what the Cao family cook makes.
The Cao family's cook was a chef her father hired from the northern capital. There was an imperial chef in her ancestors. Her father often invited people to his home to taste the chef's skills, and everyone was full of praise.
But the braised pork made by a random woman in this village is actually more delicious than the one made by the descendants of the royal chef?
