After Ah Qiao and Jun Qiu walked away, Su Jin could vaguely hear Ah Qiao and Jun Qiu saying: "Ah Qiao, your family is so nice, you can actually eat boiled sweet potatoes. My sweet potatoes are ground into powder and cooked into porridge. Only my father and brother, who do heavy work, can eat thick soup. I, my brother and my mother all drink soup..."
Su Jin listened, looked at the sky, returned to the house, took off her shoes, and touched the original owner's deformed feet. The bones had been deformed for too long and were difficult to recover.
It was getting dark again. In the Xiang family's house in the small town, the eldest lady of the Xiang family was calculating accounts. When she heard the maid coming in to announce everyone's arrival, the eldest lady Xiang thought about it for a long time, but she really couldn't remember. Who is Zhou's family?
Du Chun, the wet nurse on the side, saw Madam Xiang like this and knew that Madam couldn't remember who Zhou Da was, so she leaned over and reminded her softly: "Madam, she is a man from the dyeing room. His family is from Fucun. Madam was not there last month." When I went to pick up the young master from Youfu Village, I saw a girl and I liked it very much. Should I ask Zhou Da’s wife to inquire about it?”
Hearing the nanny's words, Mrs. Xiang suddenly understood, and recalled the face that resembled an old friend's in her mind.
When I first met the girl in Youfu Village, she seemed to have gone back to the time when she was seven years old. My wife took her to the Du family. Brought them inside.
How big is the Du Mansion? It seems to be as big as ten of her houses. The garden of the Du Mansion seems to be impassable no matter how you walk. The wife of the Du family is sitting in the living room, elegant and elegant. She has not said a few words, but she feels as if she is facing someone. The compassionate yet desolate Guanyin in Grandma's Buddhist Hall.
What was obviously a difficult matter for my father and wife, Mrs. Du solved with just one sentence.
When she went back, her wife told her that Miss Du liked her and told her to please Miss Du. If she pleased Miss Du, her family would be able to gain a foothold in Lingcheng.
At that time, Mrs. Xiang didn't know what Miss Du's liking meant. It wasn't until she was sent to the Du Mansion and became one of Miss Du's many playmates that she discovered that Miss Du's liking really meant something today. The best stuff down there.
The pearls that Miss Du gave her casually allowed her aunt to see a Western doctor and use the best medicine.
The casual post that Miss Du gave her could make her father, who was always dignified, treat her kindly and make her aunt's life easier.
With a word from Miss Du, her brother can enter the best school in Lingcheng.
Mrs. Xiang really misses those days. During those days, she followed Miss Du to read and learn, and came into contact with a world she had never seen. Unfortunately, those days were too short. In just five years, Miss Du went abroad. While studying abroad, she did not go out with Miss Du because she was engaged to the Xiang family.
Mrs. Xiang still remembers what her wife and aunt said to her. A woman's life is hard, and her happiest days are only those years when she is a child. There are not many people in the world who can do whatever they want like Miss Du. She There are so many things to consider, parents, family, brothers and sisters.
Seeing that his wife was distracted, the nanny coughed slightly, turned to the eldest lady, nodded to the nanny, and the nanny said: "Liu'er, go and invite her in, the madam wants to see her."
When Osmanthus came in with the little maid, she felt a little embarrassed. She only had one voice in her mind, that is, the Xiang family is really rich. Even the little girl is dressed better than the average family outside.
Her husband is an old worker who dyes the Xiang family's house, and the eldest son cultivates the Xiang family's land. The Xiang family master likes her husband and allows her son to pay 10% less rent than ordinary tenants. Her younger son learns in the Xiang family's accounting office. In fact, her youngest daughter married the shopkeeper of Xiuzhuang. She thought that she was also a reputable person in Fu Village, but her clothes were not as good as those of a maid.
However, the maid's outfit was given to her, but she couldn't bear to wear it, so she decided to try it on during the holidays.
Guihua thought about it, and calmly greeted Mrs. Xiang, and finally talked about Xiao Junqiu at the nanny's signal.
"Madam, the little girl's name is Xiao Junqiu. She is thirteen years old this year. Her family fled here ten years ago. Her father died young..."
Guihua talked about Xiao Junqiu's situation. Seeing that Mrs. Xiang was listening intently, she continued: "But a few days ago I went to Xiao's house to convey your wishes, Madam. Junqiu's mother was not willing for Junqiu to come to work at Xiang's house."
"It's understandable. What mother is willing to let her child leave her." Mrs. Xiang was about to forget it, when she saw Osmanthus curling her lips and said, "It's not because of this."
"Madam, you don't know that Xiao Junqiu is actually not the daughter of the Xiao family. She was picked up by the Xiao family when they were fleeing. I heard that the Xiao family's daughter-in-law said that when she picked up Junqiu, she wanted Junqiu to bring a child to them. Later, Ah really gave birth to a son, and he raised Junqiu as his daughter-in-law.
Jun Qiu, he did everything in the Xiao family. It was better when Mr. Xiao was here, and he just followed the children in the village to read and read. After Mr. Xiao passed away, the heavy and dirty work of the Xiao family was all done there. On the little girl. "
"Let me tell you, madam, it is Junqiu's blessing that you value her. It is better to come to Xiangfu to serve madam than to weed the fields, carry water to the house, or wash clothes in the cold river in winter..."
Hearing what the woman in front of her said, Mrs. Xiang's impression of Su Jin was extremely bad. She felt uncomfortable thinking about the girl doing such hard work with a face that was very similar to her old friend.
However, Mrs. Xiang also secretly told herself that even if Xiao Junqiu was not a child of the Xiao family, she had nothing to do with Miss Du.
Although the two look similar, Xiao Junqiu's eyes are not as bright as Miss Du's, her hair is not as dark as Miss Du's, and her skin color is not as white as Miss Du's.
Thinking about Mrs. Xiang, the anger in her heart gradually calmed down.
"This Jun Qiu is already thirteen years old. He is not as tall as my little girl, who is only eight years old. This child has a hard life..."
As Guihua spoke, she carefully checked Mrs. Xiang's face. She thought that this was all she could do to repay Mr. Xiao for teaching her young son how to read and write. However, Su Jin was also strange. If you believe what she said, why don't you let Jun Qiu go?
Although Guihua didn't know why Mrs. Xiang fell in love with the thin Jun Qiu, and even asked her to come to her door again and again to lobby her, she thought that maybe this was an opportunity for Jun Qiu.
Mrs. Xiang pondered for a moment and then said to the nanny next to her: "Go to the accountant and pay a hundred yuan and give it to the Zhou family." Then he said to Guihua: "This must be enough for that lady to get a wife."
After hearing this, Guihua's eyes lit up. Before she could speak, she continued to say to Mrs. Xiang: "As long as Xiao Junqiu comes to work for my family, I can introduce Mrs. Xiao's son to a school in the provincial capital. The expenses incurred during his studies will be , went home."
Gui Hua left Xiang Mansion with satisfaction. After Gui Hua left, Xiang Heng walked out from behind the pillar. He looked at the woman walking away and couldn't figure out why his mother was so fond of that girl Xiao Junqiu.
Although he used to love playing with that girl, since Xiao Junqiu rejected his mother over and over again, he hated her. Being rejected by a little girl, Xiang Heng felt very humiliated.
Su Jin didn't know that someone was deliberately taking away her well-behaved eldest daughter. At this time, she was packing her things.
Because the original owner was weak and he valued his only son and was reluctant to bear hardships, the original owner and her husband did not have much money left.
Su Jin looked at a small yellow croaker and some jewelry, then closed the box with a snap, then took a small hoe and moved her little feet to dig under the pomegranate tree. She remembered that there was something underneath.
