When Cui Yunfeng came in, he saw his son and his mother hugging each other and crying.
Sure enough, blood is thicker than water!
He had never seen Cui Qingping crying with Xu Wanning in his arms.
The surrounding maids and servants had already retreated, and Cui Yunfeng was no longer holding on. Seeing the mother and son holding each other's arms and crying, he cried too, "Our family is finally reunited."
Bai Qingqing cried even harder.
"Brother Feng, you must cure our brother Ping."
"Don't worry, Qing'er, no matter how much it costs, I will definitely cure Brother Ping's face."
Aunt Dong was not among the group of servants who retreated. She had just entered the house after recuperating her waist.
When I entered Qingfengyuan, I was confused as to why there was no one anywhere. I was about to scold these bastards for taking money and not doing anything, until I heard crying and an unfamiliar female voice from the main room.
Aunt Dong tiptoed over. By the time she left the yard, her face was as pale as if she had seen a ghost.
She touched her old waist, which had been beaten twenty times last time. She already hated Xu Wanning in her heart, but when she went home to recuperate, she learned that Xu Wanning had given her a hundred taels of silver and a century-old ginseng. That bit of resentment quickly disappeared.
Think about it again, she, this slave, failed to take good care of the young master and gave him smallpox. It was her fault in the first place. It was only natural that the young lady should punish her, but the young lady still gave her so much money and ginseng. , this is trying to win over her!
How could Aunt Dong remember the whipping? She only remembered Xu Wanning's recovery.
Unlike Qingfengyuan where the cries were loud, Ningyuan was much quieter.
Jixiang finished her work and sat at the door of the yard eating melon seeds. She vomited the melon seed shells all over the floor and didn't care. She would sweep them up later anyway.
The young lady will not blame her if she soils the floor.
Even this handful of melon seeds was given to her by the young lady.
"Aunt Dong, why are you here?" Just as he was cracking the last melon seed, Ji Xiang saw Aunt Dong coming this way anxiously.
Aunt Dong looked around and said with a smile, "Is Aunt Qiu here?"
Jixiang shook his head: "Mother Qiu's grandson is sick. The young lady has let her out. It will take a few days."
"Oh, okay." Aunt Dong bypassed Jixiang and entered Ningyuan.
Ji Xiang was confused: Aunt Qiu wasn't in the yard, so why did she come in?
Aren't you here to see Aunt Qiu?
Aunt Dong stopped in front of the main room and looked back at Ji Xiang, who was still stunned. "What are you doing standing there? Tell me quickly."
"Oh, oh, oh."
Knowing that Aunt Dong was coming, Xu Wanning quickly invited her in.
Hongmei: "Miss, will she..."
"Afraid?"
Hongmei nodded, "She belongs to the madam after all." She was afraid that she would betray her and falsely accuse the lady.
Xu Wanning smiled: "I used to be afraid just like you."
When Mrs. Du was pregnant and could not serve Cui Lu, among the maids of spring, summer, autumn and winter around her, Aunt Qiu and Aunt Dong had thoughts that they shouldn't have.
Being an aunt is much more enjoyable than being a maid.
But Mrs. Du was a stingy and selfish person. She didn't want others to share Cui Lu with her. After seeing the thoughts of the two maids, Mrs. Du sent out Aunt Qiu and Aunt Dong without even thinking.
There was no choice among the people who chose it.
The person chosen for Aunt Dong was a poor family, and the entire family relied on Aunt Dong to do household chores to make ends meet.
Aunt Qiu in her yard married into a better-off family, but unfortunately, her man was weak and the children and grandchildren she gave birth to were in poor health and suffered from illnesses all year round. The little money the family had had long ago turned into medicine.
Who is to blame for the tragic second half of their lives?
Don't the two of them blame Du Shi?
Although being a maid in the Hou Mansion is not a good job, she is well-fed, clothed and decent, but if she marries outside and her quality of life suddenly changes from heaven to earth, do these two people have nothing else in mind?
If you have an idea, you can conquer it, but you just have to spend more money to attack it.
She doesn't lack money, but she lacks people by her side.
In this house, she only had red plums and green apricots around her in her previous life, which also led to the tragic deaths of the two of them who had no power to fight back.
She must win over more people, stand in front of Hongmei Qingxing, and act as a scapegoat for these two girls.
"Don't think so much. Since you've already done this, there's no need to be afraid." Xu Wanning patted the back of Hongmei's hand and gave her a smile.
Aunt Dong entered the study and saw Xu Wanning standing in front with a smile, waiting for her.
"Mother Winter is here."
This affectionate name...
Aunt Dong felt warm in her heart. She took two quick steps and knelt down: "I have seen the young lady."
"Aunt Dong is Brother Ping's nanny. Get up quickly. You don't have to make such a big ceremony." Xu Wanning helped her up with her own hands, "Qing Xing, put on the big red robe."
Aunt Dong shivered again.
The young lady is so generous.
"Mother Dong's waist is fully healed?" Xu Wanning took the initiative to talk to her.
"My slave is well now. Thank you very much, Madam, for your concern."
"Just don't blame me."
Aunt Dong slid down again: "How dare I blame the young lady? I failed to take good care of the young master. I deserve a beating."
"It would be best if Aunt Dong thinks like this." Xu Wanning sighed: "As you know, my brother has suffered a great disaster in my life. The doctor has concluded that I will never be able to have children again in this life. Therefore, Brother Ping It is my life, if something happens to him, I will..."
"I know." Aunt Dong rubbed her hands, feeling a little embarrassed: "I don't blame you, I don't blame you. Later, you gave me so much silver and that century-old ginseng, I didn't even dare to use it."
"What are you afraid of using?" Xu Wanning smiled: "Just use it. There is another one here, you can take it back later."
"Young lady, this is impossible."
"There's nothing you can do about it. I see it in my eyes that you have put so much effort into taking care of Brother Ping. It's not too late to be grateful. You heal your injury quickly. From now on, Brother Ping's side will be entirely up to you. I don't believe anyone. I believe you."
"Slave, thank you for your trust, Madam." Aunt Dong was about to cry, and she was determined to tell what she just heard: "Slave, there is one more thing I want to report to Madam."
"Mother Dong, please tell me."
"This..." She looked at the red plums and green apricots in the room, but hesitated to speak.
Xu Wanning waved her hand nonchalantly: "These are all my people. Aunt Dong, you don't have to worry about it. Just say it."
Some things are much better when told by others than by her.
How else could she explain the prophet?
Does it have to be explained by dreams every time?
"There is a new maid named Bai coming to Qingfeng Courtyard. Does the young lady know?"
Xu Wanning nodded, "I know. She helped Brother Ping find a miracle doctor and wanted to stay in the house, so I arranged for her to take care of Brother Ping."
Aunt Dong was anxious: "Young madam, you are confused, you are trying to lure a wolf into the house! If I am not mistaken, that maid and the young master are holding their heads and crying, and they have a very good relationship."
Xu Wanning's eyes suddenly turned cold, "Say it again!"
