"First," Zi Yan said slowly about the fact that Xu Ruoshui treated her harshly, "Madam sent watermelon over a few days ago, and even Hu's mother and Baomei got a share, why didn't the slave girl? Secondly, yesterday Baoju sent watermelon
I brought some fresh hawthorn fruits, and the young mistress would rather throw them away than let the slave eat a few." Doesn't this mean that Xu Ruoshui is stingy and deliberately doesn't give her anything to eat?
There was a sudden silence in the Nuan Pavilion, and Zi Yan couldn't hide the look of success on her face. In late autumn, you should know that you are a helpless woman. Isn't it too naive to try to occupy this position of glory and wealth?
Xu Ruoshui was confused, why didn't Mrs. Meng give these things to Zi Yan?
Baoju immediately took Baomei and whispered something.
"Zi Yan," Mrs. Meng said in a deep voice, "do you know what your situation is now?"
"This slave is self-aware, she is just a maid."
"Humph, you know that you are a maid, and you can even say such nonsense. Now that you are pregnant, I have asked people to prepare all the good things for you. Just a little watermelon and hawthorn fruit will make you feel wronged.
Like this, then
Isn’t the eldest mistress dead in grievance?” Mrs. Meng glanced at Zi Yan, stretched out her still smooth hand, and knocked the hawthorn fruit on the table, “Can you eat these things? This is basically an abortion thing, how dare eldest mistress
For you to eat?”
Xu Ruoshui was shocked that hawthorn fruit was actually used to induce abortion. Fortunately, he was sure that Mrs. Meng would not treat Zi Yan badly, so he didn't have to worry about it. "This thing is so powerful. Fortunately, Zi Yan didn't eat it just now."
"Then what did Xigua say?" Zi Yan's arrogance obviously weakened.
"Watermelon is a cold thing. Even I can only eat a small piece. You can raise your fetus safely and ban all things that should be taboo. Don't catch others without letting them go. In this house first
You are the most comfortable here," Mrs. Meng's words are true. The maid is her personal maid, and the food is cooked alone in the kitchen.
"Isn't it worth it for you, my slave?" Zi Yan lowered her head and murmured, "Who allowed the eldest mistress to waste the lady's gift like this? I can't eat it, but Baomei can still be eaten, right?"
Xu Rushui finally figured it out. Today, Zi Yan was trying to get her into trouble just because she was pregnant. No wonder Baomei picked those hawthorn fruits just to let his wife know how she, a young lady, was acting against her will.
"Mom," Xu Ruoshui explained, "my daughter-in-law threw some away, but there were mice in the house yesterday morning. All the hawthorn fruits were dropped to the ground, and some were even bitten. My daughter-in-law really didn't dare to eat them.
So I cleaned it up privately."
Mrs. Meng immediately believed it and felt that Zi Yan was indeed here to mess with Xu Ruoshui today. "They just made a fuss about a little fruit, deliberately not letting me feel comfortable."
Mrs. Meng left the Nuan Pavilion angrily, then turned around and said, "You can go back and eat this lunch. Be careful and there will be many people bumping into each other." What made her angry was that Zi Yan knew Du Erniang's character and made such a fuss.
Go out, wait for the old lady from the country to come over, and you will definitely have a meal of steak.
"Sister-in-law, don't be angry. A maid is not worth it. In my opinion, you have enough to worry about. Why don't you let Wan Qiu take care of the things in the yard? If something happens, it has nothing to do with you.
Really?" Du Erniang said after Mrs. Meng. In her words, she said that Mrs. Meng's family was not doing well.
Mrs. Meng stopped, thought for a moment, and rejected Du Erniang, "What the second aunt said makes sense, but I have never given birth in late autumn. How can I serve a pregnant woman? Doesn't this make me more worried?" "Teach me."
It's still too early to be the head of the family. Mrs. Meng didn't say the last word.
Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, lunch was much simpler than dinner. Xu Ruoshui followed Mrs. Meng and saw Baoju leaning towards him, so he asked the doubts in his heart, "Miss Baoju, Zi Yan just
Why are you so panicked when you want to eat hawthorn fruit?" Logically speaking, no one has given birth to a baby in the house for a long time, so not many people know that fresh hawthorn fruit is similar to an abortion pill.
"Fortunately, the eldest mistress didn't give it to Zi Yan before, otherwise things would have gotten out of hand. The reason why I know this is because Baozhu asked a question when I gave you something before, and the lady told me that the hawthorn fruit is
What are the taboos for pregnant women?" Bao Ju leaned against Xu Ruoshui and whispered.
Xu Ruoshui smiled. If these girls are playing tricks, they are all human beings. They must be careful in this house. Sometimes they think that they are like birds in a cage, surrounded by people.
with a large flock of eagles.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is the most poetic in the eyes of literati. Mr. Meng advocated literary ethics, so he hung up lanterns for guessing lantern riddles in Wentao Building. There was also a very strange person inside, who looked quite similar to Mr. Meng. Since he had an extra second aunt, he must have
That one is the second uncle.
Xu Ruoshui took a closer look and saw that everyone who was supposed to be there had arrived. The male and female family members were each at a table. On the male family members' seats, in addition to the second master Meng, Mr. Yu Wen was also among them. Because of his great reputation, the second master Meng
He was holding a glass of wine and flattering.
Meng Tianqi raised his eyes several times to observe Meng Tianbo, and took a sip after another of the wine in his hand, but Meng Tianbo kept eating the food seriously and could not see anything strange.
Xu Ruoshui sat down with all the female family members this time. Although she was filling in the room, she was still the official wife. She was on the left side of Mrs. Meng, and on the right was Du Erniang. She was stunned by the table of sumptuous dishes and didn't even have chopsticks.
I knew where to put it first, and I was glad that I came here to give gifts this time, otherwise I wouldn’t have known how extravagant Mr. Meng’s family was.
Speaking of the Meng family, we were all 20 or 30 years ago. But at that time, Mrs. Meng’s business failed. He left his eldest son to guard the ancestral home and took the other family members to the countryside thousands of miles away, where the Meng family lived.
After the family property moved there, as soon as the four-door house was built, he became a wealthy man there, and everyone respected him. Mr. Meng was quite successful. Except for his ancestral home, he made a lot of money with nothing. There is no secret here.
A few people know.
"Second Aunt, you're welcome. It's a homely meal. Let's see if it suits your taste." Mrs. Meng personally took a piece of top-quality donkey meat to Du Erniang, "When it comes to eating this, I have more confidence in my own cook.
"
Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat in the underground. Du Erniang took a bite, the meat was full of fragrance, tender and crispy, it was really delicious. I wanted to say that donkey meat was the best in the country, and there was nothing special about it, but after eating it, there was nothing special about it.
The words were swallowed along with the donkey meat.
"Eat, eat, today's family dinner, don't be restrained, everyone, use your chopsticks." Seeing Du Erniang's expression, Mrs. Meng felt comfortable, and invited everyone to eat together, "Especially Ying'er and Mengjiao, you should
It is best to start spreading the branches and leaves for the Second Young Master as soon as possible."