Chapter 147 The male protagonist’s best mother-in-law (thirty-four)
"Your cousin's name is Zhao Yuanyi. I will follow Yuanyi's name and give you the name 'Jingyi'."
When the new niece arrived, Gu Qingcheng followed her rules and gave the little girl a name first.
"Jingyi? Zhao Jingyi?"
The little girl's face is slightly dark, with rural red on her face.
She chewed it softly, and little stars began to flash in her eyes, "It sounds good! Thank you, Auntie!"
Very good!
She also has a name.
Rather than smelly, she was obviously not smelly, but she was still given such a mean name by her own mother.
Like Zhao Yuanyi, she didn't understand what Jingyi meant.
But Zhao Jingyi sounds good, like a young lady from a rich family.
It was a rare occasion for her family to eat meat and fish, and she could only watch and swallow her saliva.
Could it be that someone is blackmailing me?
In recent years, Mrs. Wan has been living a low-key life in the market with her husband.
The woman who was following the car outside heard the order and hurriedly responded.
Last month, she wrote to Beijing to ask for help from relatives and friends in Beijing.
Her husband and son were outside, helping Lady Wan take care of her dowry.
Presumably, after some time, a well-educated grandma and a female gentleman will come over.
Madam Wan frowned slightly. Could it be that the powerful man from that family was too domineering and let his horse run wild in the city, injuring innocent people?
"Yes! But the season is wrong now. In autumn, all the ginkgo leaves turn yellow. Looking from a distance, it is very spectacular!"
The driver asked cautiously.
She did look down on the Gu family for being weak and useless, but they were neighbors after all, and her husband still valued Zhao Qingyun very much.
At this point, my aunt was still a little embarrassed: "Jingyi, our family still observes filial piety, and we can't touch meat or fish."
The saliva secretion was so severe that Zhao Jingyi was speechless.
Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly!
Wan Niangzi and Zheng Wanjun, who were sitting in the carriage, both rushed forward under the influence of inertia.
However, this is ancient times.
Not to mention, there are a bunch of rogues in the back streets of their academy!
Mrs. Gu is also known to be easy to trick.
After standing for a while and listening to the passers-by recreating the whole process of the car accident, Sun's mother finally understood.
"Yes! Do you want me to go to the front and have a look?"
Wait until the mother-in-law is educated, and then the female teacher will be able to strictly control her daughter.
If it doesn't work, you should consider changing the route.
It seems possible to make glass and purify alcohol.
Lady Wan's tone was a little stiff.
The status of merchants in ancient times was not high, and his father was also a scholar. Zheng Wanjun wanted to do business rashly, but Lady Wan was the first to refuse.
Why was she defrauded of hundreds of taels of silver by her husband's family, but she didn't ask for it, and instead continued to be a family member with her husband's family.
"yes!"
Boiling water and cooking, the little man was busy in the yard.
This carriage was not hired, but belonged to their Zheng family.
Especially alcohol, in ancient times, could save lives.
And the wife and young lady have to go out, so they can't wait all the time.
Even so, as Gu moved in, some "odd news" about her also spread among the neighbors.
Therefore, she is quite familiar with the dirty tricks used by scoundrels and scoundrels in the market.
She works very hard.
It's better to stay here with Third Aunt, where I can have enough to eat every meal and have eggs every other day.
Upper decision decided by the economic background.
Ji Xiaosi of the Ji family worked as a book printing apprentice in the bookstore. When Mrs. Wan told Zheng Wanjun about the gossip of the Ji family, she mentioned something about book printing.
"Hit someone?"
Zheng Wanjun originally did not believe in Buddhism, but after experiencing time travel, she had to develop awe of ghosts and gods.
In fact, even if she doesn't do housework, Mrs. Wan is still planning to provide some courses for her daughter.
If you keep making noise, the road will be blocked forever.
The Zheng family is not poor, but they are not a wealthy family either.
"I heard that there is a ginkgo tree in Qingfeng Temple that has lived for hundreds of years?"
Leaning in his mother's arms, the carriage swaying beneath him, Zheng Wanjun's thoughts became more and more divergent.
But in this evil and imaginary ancient times, we have to do housework without touching the ground.
It is said that in later generations, information is developed, and through short videos, she has seen countless beautiful scenery.
Seven years old!
It cannot be considered child labor, but child abuse.
I almost deceived my entire family by trusting my relatives' words. If it weren't for the wisdom of the county magistrate, the Gu family and their son would be in trouble.
"Could it be that Gu's reputation has spread to the market?"
The pie painted by Gu Qingcheng made Zhao Jingyi more diligent and capable.
In ancient times, one of the few serious excuses for women to go out was to burn incense and worship Buddha.
Zhao Jingyi did not feel any pain at all.
There’s also movable type printing!
When eating, don't eat until you're full.
Huh?
Sun's mother's eyes were widened, and her face was even more excited.
Gu family?
Not to join in the fun, but to see if the trouble ahead can be solved.
She can't even go to places a little further away, let alone go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery.
After squeezing out of the crowd, Sun's mother trotted back to the carriage.
In future generations, if you are able to dress, eat and go to school independently at this age, your parents and elders will praise you as "sensible".
It's a perfect killing two birds with one stone.
On the first day of the new year, Zheng Wanjun even successfully persuaded her mother to take her out of the city.
They can't be in the capital, but in a remote small county, and the resources are not as good as those in the capital.
Zhao Jingyi:......
Her daughter is Zheng Wanjun's little maid.
Wait, not necessarily!
If she shows enough ability and wins a certain status in the family, she can gain the right to speak.
Why increase the price to buy a liar's ancestral sword? I gave you money, but you don't want the sword!
Now that you have encountered it, you can’t ignore it!
"No, you just need to take care of the carriage. Mother Sun, go down and take a look!"
Zheng Wanjun, who was also seven years old, came to Zhao's house with her mother for a visit. When she saw Zhao Jingyi busy in and out, she felt very sympathetic.
Sitting in the carriage, Zheng Wanjun leaned against Lady Wan intimately and asked curiously.
"Madam, a carriage hit an old beggar passing by."
Zhao Jingyi was very happy, and she even had a natural admiration for the weak and beautiful third aunt.
Jingzhong will not refuse.
Madam Wan reacted quickly and quickly supported the carriage with one hand and hugged her daughter tightly with the other. Only then did the mother and daughter stabilize their bodies.
Zheng Wanjun didn't know yet that her carefree days were coming to an end and she would soon enter the hard state of "ancient noble girl training course".
If it hadn't been for her mother's family and her husband's family taking turns visiting the county, the Ji family would have found the Gu mother and son long ago.
What's the pain?
She works the same way at home.
Lady Wan had seen that extremely beautiful scene, and her eyes sparkled when she described it.
My daughter will be pampered, firstly because her family has the conditions, and secondly because she and her husband dote on her.
The driver pulled the reins tightly and explained to Lady Wan eagerly.
As for Mrs. Gu, she is almost thirty and still an elder, but she can actually watch it and enjoy it without any psychological burden!
She, she went too far!
This time, Lady Wan did not agree with her daughter.
If parents don't pay attention, their daughter will really be delayed.
Her range of activities is only in the back streets of the academy.
It doesn't matter. The Zheng family is a family of officials. It's enough to know a little about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. It's enough to be able to cope with the situation. There is no need to force it.
Originally, Lady Wan wanted to tell her daughter, but seeing that her daughter was still young, she simply let her relax a little longer.
Zheng Wanjun was very excited.
But female celebrity chefs and housekeepers still need to learn it systematically.
And her kind-hearted help to Ji Sanlang's family gave the neighbors the most intuitive and profound understanding of Gu's absurdity.
Lady Wan was instinctively displeased that her own slave was so inattentive to his work.
"Madam, the carriage in front seems to have hit someone, it made a noise, many people surrounded it, and the road was blocked!"
It's just that my daughter doesn't seem to be very good at it. She just learned these skills, but she can't specialize in them.
If she can create movable type printing, it will not only benefit the country and the people, but also help her father gain a reputation in Shilin.
As early as when his daughter was three or four years old, Mr. Zheng had already started enlightenment.
After listening to the next words, Lady Wan's brows furrowed even more tightly.
"When Xiao is born, we will sell meat and have a meal every three to five days!"
The horseman who drove the carriage was also a son of the Zheng family.
"What happened?"
"The person in the carriage is Mrs. Gu of the Zhao family!"
She looked into Zheng Wanjun's eyes and said softly, "Not only in the countryside, but also in the city, seven-year-old girls should learn to do housework."
Lady Wan shouted to the outside of the car.
Zhao Jingyi herself is happy and works very hard, but in the eyes of others, she is pitiful!
"It's true, Mrs. Gu, Jingyi is only seven years old, how can she be allowed to do so much work?"
Lady Wan murmured in her heart.
Moreover, after working hard, I still had to endure the beatings and scoldings from my grandmother and mother-in-law.
Lady Wan is thoughtful and in charge of the whole family and has already started preparations.
After hearing the previous sentence, Madam Wan's face became a little ugly - there really were some madmen who rode their horses and injured the people.
Whenever you go out, you will be teased by an old beggar?
She is not a child of the Zheng family, but the companion of Lady Wan.
She is most sickly, has no independent opinions, and is not a wild and rebellious person at all.
and the parties involved in the car accident.
The fate of the whole family is in the hands of Lady Wan, and Mother Sun is the most loyal.
If Gu Qingcheng hadn't "taken care" of Lady Ji Sanni and paid her a lot of money to wash her clothes, little Zhao Jingyi would have wanted to take care of all the clothes at home!
"Really? Then when autumn comes, let's go to Qingfeng Temple."
Only then did Zheng Wanjun realize that this era was still about block printing, not the more advanced and more convenient movable type printing.
On the first day of the new year, I went to Qingfeng Temple outside the city. Not only could I worship the gods and seek peace of mind, but I could also go hiking in the mountains.
Alas, such miserable ancient times!
And she would have to endure it for many more years.
After receiving the master's order, Sun's mother trotted to the front, squeezed through the crowd, and saw the scene of the "car accident" clearly.
Music, chess, calligraphy and painting are Mr. Zheng’s specialties.
Wan Niangzi, who was used to taking care of others, sighed helplessly and said to her daughter, "You wait in the car, I'll go down and take a look!"
If he is really a blackmailing scoundrel, he will be sent to the official directly.
Although the county magistrate is not a good official, he is not too stupid!
And Madam Wan is even more confident because of her family background, and she is not afraid of the so-called county magistrate at all...
PS: It’s almost the end of the month, are there any new monthly tickets? Dear friends, you know, hehe!
