Li Qin didn't care whether the child in An Yueying's belly was at the right age or not. She only knew that the child in An Yueying's belly was her grand-nephew/grand-nephew, and the baby entrusted to her by her father-in-law and mother-in-law to protect.
The third nephew's wife is inexperienced in her first pregnancy and has a bit of a temper, so she can't keep a close eye on her.
Li Qin didn't explain, but An Yueying understood what she meant.
Just yesterday when San Lang was about to leave to reconcile the accounts with the Ministry of Accounts and reward him, she couldn't help but chase him out of the house after San Lang had already left the yard. As a result, the person she wanted to see didn't see it, but she accidentally slipped.
Kicked, if the maid beside me hadn’t helped him in time...
Thinking of this, An Yueying didn't dare to say anything anymore and sat down to drink porridge silently.
Qi Baoer glanced at the third sister-in-law on the left who had a hint, and on the right at the third sister-in-law who was obviously guilty. She then looked to the northwest, feeling very worried for her mother.
However, Qi Bao'er was just joking about being full, and her third aunt really had nothing to say. She didn't even have time to respect her, so how could she really find fault with her?!
Seeing that An Yueying sat down to drink porridge after hearing about it, Li Qin turned to talk to Qi Bao'er with relief. After a while, An Yueying finished her bowl of porridge and joined in.
They all avoided the matter of An Yueying's pregnancy, and also avoided the matter of San Lang's departure. After chatting about some trivial matters in life, Qi Baoer saw that An Yueying was okay here, so she left with peace of mind.
When she returned to the house, she found Old Man Tian who was directing his servants to load sacks of cabbage in a courtyard, "Mistress, what are you???"
Mrs. Tian's eyes flashed with the symbol of small coins and she grinned with big white teeth. "Bao, you are back. The thread that Xiaowen is holding for Nai is worth ten cents per kilogram."
The price is almost as high as the price of fine rice. Isn’t it worth it?
After turning around and giving some instructions to Grandma Ye, Mrs. Tian took her granddaughter and left, "Come on, let's go back to the hospital to chat. Don't let your clothes get buried in the dirty clothes."
The fabric was prized by the palace, so it would be a pity to have it covered with mud.
The old lady was happy today. She happily shared with Qi Bao'er while walking, "When the weather gets cold in the fields, nothing can be grown. You taught Nai to use oilcloth to build a shed to grow vegetables. Nai is not a stingy person either.
It’s not that I didn’t tell them this method, but everyone in the capital is rich and wealthy, and growing vegetables is considered by them to be the work of lowly people.”
The old lady didn't feel inferior at all because she was looked down upon. Instead, she secretly rejoiced at taking advantage of it, "I don't want to plant, but I also want to eat. She has money in her hands. The farms where you give milk and your father are all the same."
Vegetables were planted, and Xiaowen’s kid had a way with him, so he sold them all, nearly 700 taels of them."
Maybe seven hundred taels is nothing in the eyes of the noble families in the capital, but in the eyes of Mrs. Tian, this is what she and the old man earned with their own hands, and it cannot be worth the expenses that the granddaughter spends on them to live with her.
With this income, I feel a sense of security that I no longer have free money.
Qi Bao'er knew what they were thinking, so she didn't think there was anything wrong with them growing vegetables and selling them like those people who valued face. Anyway, as long as they were happy, that was all.
He gave a thumbs up to the old man: "Mistress, you and me are like this. Think about which family in our village can grow vegetables and sell it for hundreds of taels of silver?"
It’s not like no one in the village grows cabbage in winter. There is no shed in winter, which means that the appearance is a little worse. Some of them can’t be wrapped into flower styles, but the taste is not bad, but if those vegetables can be sold for one or two cents per pound, it’s good.
Already.
Being praised by her granddaughter made Mrs. Tian very happy, and the smile on her face did not fade all the way back to Shoukang Courtyard.
The old lady went to change her clothes and came out. Only then did she think of her grandson San Lang, "Bao, your third brother has left already?"
Qi Baoer: "..."
Why does this sound wrong?
"We set off at six o'clock. We should have passed Bailiting by now."
Baili Pavilion Baili Pavilion literally means a pavilion a hundred miles away from the city, and the Baili Pavilion on all sides outside the capital does indeed mean this.
However, after Emperor Qiming unified the Qilin Kingdom, he made a large-scale expansion of the capital. The entire city gate was moved outward for nearly seventy miles. Therefore, although people still call it Bailiting that way, in fact it is far away from the capital.
It's only about twenty miles away.
Mrs. Tian said indifferently and only said: "It would be great if we can arrive before the Chinese New Year."
He dismissed the topic in the blink of an eye, suddenly jumped up and trotted into the inner room, and soon he was holding a pile of pictures and finished them.
"Bao, please help me find out which one is better."
Qi Bao'er is really 'sad' for her third brother right now, look at this bastard.
But while the girl was talking about being sad, she took the pile of picture albums she was holding and put them aside without any slowness. She had already opened one of them with great joy.
While talking back and talking to her, "Nai, who are you going to arrange a match for? It won't be my eldest brother, right? But with his cold face, I guess it's useless even if we look at him happily, you girl
I definitely despise him."
Mrs. Tian stretched out her hand angrily and hit her forehead, "Have you ever said that about your eldest brother? But yes, your eldest brother has become more and more cold-faced over the years. If it were my girl, I wouldn't be happy to give it to my own girl.
The girl is looking for such a husband."
The official side's complaints were the most fatal. Qi Bao'er couldn't hold back his laughter and burst out laughing, "You're right, my eldest brother. If he doesn't change his temper, let him go bachelor."
Both the nanny and the grandson were joking, and neither of them really took it seriously. They were just talking about it to keep themselves entertained.
She didn't regard Da Lang as her biological grandson at all. After chatting with her for a while, Mrs. Tian finally remembered the business, wiped the corners of her eyes and burst into tears, finally regaining her composure.
"I know it well. Our Qi family can't decide on your marriage. It all depends on your own wishes. Your eldest brother also has to look at his own wishes. Besides, your eldest brother can barely be considered a leader.
Grandson, this daughter-in-law can’t just mess around, her eyesight is just average, so it’s better not to get involved.”
"The one who can make the decision is your third brother."
"But Bao'er, you've also seen that everyone has their own abilities, and I don't want to do something that will make others look down upon me."
Most people would be somewhat resentful about these appointments. When an ancestor can't even decide on the marriage of the younger generation, who would be happy in their heart.
But in front of me, Mrs. Tian, who has been unwilling to take care of the family's money for decades, really accepted this calmly, and was even happy to see the results. At least the tone when she said these words was a special one.
Relaxed tone.
The old lady clicked on the painting in Qi Bao'er's hand and said, "This is Princess Jin's entrustment to take a look at it. Her youngest son will be sixteen after the Chinese New Year. He was considered a scholar in the provincial examination at the beginning of the year.
That child doesn't like studying, and after he got the reputation of being a scholar, he was unwilling to go to school again, so Princess Jin is going to find him a wife who can control him."
Speaking of the current Princess Jin, I don't know whether to say she has a bad life or a good life.
He himself had no children in his life, so the young King Jin married Princess Jin fifteen years before Princess Jin became his own master and took in two concubines.
