Xu Ruoshui stood up and said with a smile, "I thought I was here early, but I didn't expect my mother's place to be busy. My daughter-in-law is very unfamiliar with this card. She knows me and I don't know it."
"The young mistress is really good at joking," Fang Liying said after some time, she gradually regained her strength, "Sit behind me quickly, I will teach you this card. To be honest, not everyone can do it," she said sarcastically.
Wang Mengjiao, who was waiting behind Mrs. Meng, could not play cards and could only serve tea and water beside her.
"Then I'll trouble Auntie Fang." Baoju had already moved the round stool specifically for Xu Ruoshui to sit on. Therefore, except for Auntie Wang Mengjiao, the only people standing in the entire flower hall were maids.
The four of them were playing the bamboo tiles that are the favorite of Lincheng Guifu nowadays. They are engraved with various strange symbols (that’s mahjong, dear). The four of them took turns to draw the tiles, and they could touch the tiles to eat the tiles. The person who lost the tiles was
The final winner, the other three had to pay for it. Xu Ruoshui found it very boring and yawned all the time.
"It's late autumn, why hasn't Zi Yan come here yet? I've even asked someone to carry me over," Mrs. Meng asked while grabbing the cards.
How did Xu Ruoshui know this? He was not interested in bamboo cards anyway. "My daughter-in-law went out to take a look, but what happened on the road?"
"That's fine."
Xu Ruoshui agreed and went out. As soon as she went out, she saw the maid guarding the door coming over and saying that Miss Zi Yan was here. When everyone heard this, they all looked outside the door. Baomei was supporting Zi Yan, dressed in pink and purple.
Zi Yan, who was dressed up in flowers, was wiping the sweat from her face, and walked in slowly with her other hand half on her waist.
"Madam, second madam, concubine." Zi Yan said softly, looking weak. She was waiting beside Madam Meng, so she naturally knew Du Erniang.
"Here you are? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Your face looks ugly." Mrs. Meng asked.
"It's okay, it was a bit hot on the way here," Zi Yan replied with a low eyebrow.
"It's okay. You go to the Nuang Pavilion to have a rest first, and someone will call you when you have dinner." Mrs. Meng's game confused Du Erniang, and she was a little worried about the silver in her hand.
"Sister-in-law, is that maid Zi Yan pregnant? Is it the boss's?" Du Erniang asked curiously.
"No, because it's not three months yet, I haven't announced the good news to my mother and you. Don't say anything more when you go back. When the time comes, I will send someone back to announce the good news. Naturally, your gift is indispensable." Mrs. Meng stopped with a gift.
Du Erniang said, it is Lincheng's custom not to announce the good news before three months. She didn't want Zi Yan to come out to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, but Master Meng insisted, so she had to comply.
"Then thank you, sister-in-law," Du Erniang smiled, "I wonder what my mother will think after hearing this."
Mrs. Meng waved her hands. Obviously there were some things that couldn't be said clearly in front of everyone. Xu Ruoshui listened carefully. The word "mother" was indispensable in the conversation between the two sisters-in-law. Is Mr. Meng's mother still alive?
Before Xu Ruoshui could recall Xu's father's introduction to the Meng family, exclamations came from the Nuan Pavilion. Baoju, who had just gone in to deliver refreshments, ran out in a panic and said to Mrs. Meng, "Madam, Sister Ziyan
I want to eat hawthorn fruit."
"What?" Mrs. Meng stood up quickly. Anyone who has given birth knows that pregnant women cannot eat hawthorn. Especially fresh hawthorn, which has the effect of promoting blood circulation. A woman's fetal gas is not stable in the first three months of pregnancy.
, let alone eat hawthorn fruit, "Why is she so uneasy."
As soon as Mrs. Meng got up, the others also got up and went to the Nuan Pavilion together. They saw Zi Yan with tears in her eyes. Xu Ruoshui was very curious about what trick she was going to play.
"Zi Yan, what do you want to do?" Mrs. Meng walked up to Zi Yan and tapped the hawthorn fruit on the table.
"Madam..." Zi Yan glanced at Xu Ruoshui, as if she was very scared, "I know that I have a low status, but when I was here before, Madam would reward me for whatever I wanted to eat or drink. Now I have
When I have a baby, my mouth sometimes feels bitter and I always want to eat something sweet."
The implication is that her life in Ningxiang Hall was neither nourishing nor happy, and Xu Ruoshui treated her harshly.
"Just tell Baomei what you want to eat. Why are you secretly eating these troublesome things?" After Mrs. Meng finished speaking, she said to Baomei, "Baomei, didn't I tell you something?"
Baomei shook her head and nodded, "Madam, I have always remembered your instructions, but I haven't heard Zi Yan say that she wants to eat hawthorn or something like that in the past two days, otherwise I will definitely tell the lady."
"Baomei, are you confused?" Baoju quickly pulled Baomei, but Baomei thought she had made a mistake and shut up, not daring to say anything.
"Madam, don't blame Baomei. Zi Yan's life is hard, so what if she is pregnant? It's not making people look down upon." Zi Yan now stared straight at Xu Ruoshui.
Xu Ruoshui was stunned and didn't understand what this had to do with her, "Zi Yan, who in this house would despise you? Don't worry about Madam with your random thoughts."
"Hehehe..." Zi Yan laughed twice, and tears rolled down her face, "The eldest young mistress said it lightly. Maybe no one in this house will look down on me, but you dare, I am pregnant with the eldest young master's child, you
But you have been treated harshly in every possible way, and now I can't even eat a hawthorn fruit. Isn't this your idea?"
"You are too presumptuous, Zi Yan. It is my wife who makes the decision in this house," Xu Ruoshui was not afraid of her questioning, but took a step forward, "You said I treated you harshly, but if you tell me a thing or two, I will admit it."
Several pairs of eyes looked at Xu Ruoshui, unable to believe how confident she was.
"Zi Yan, please make it clear. The Second Madam is here today. Don't let me lose face today. It will be shameful if it gets too big." Mrs. Meng didn't believe that Xu Ruoshui would have such courage.
Du Erniang looked like she was watching a good show, and she had something to talk about with everyone when she got back.
"Okay," Zi Yan wiped her tears and forced Xu Ruoshui to swear, "Young lady, I swear, what will you do if this slave tells me something?"
It’s really not easy, Zi Yan, leaving herself with no way out in front of everyone. Huh, I won’t believe that Wan Qiu’s death had nothing to do with her. “Okay, but I also have a problem. I want Miss Zi Yan.”
Tell the truth."
"Young lady, please ask first." Zi Yan was sure of winning.
"At the beginning of June, the first batch of fresh peaches was delivered to Zhuangzi. My wife rewarded me with a portion, but I didn't see it. Did you eat it?"
Zi Yan said without hesitation, "This slave eats it. The eldest young master lives in my slave's house. He doesn't want to eat it, and I don't want to waste such a good thing."
"Very good," Xu Ruoshui knew in her heart, she would make her admit that she was the one who planted the peach stone. "If I treat Zi Yan harshly, let Madam do whatever she wants." This undoubtedly puts Madam Meng in the first place.