The father and son actually teamed up to deal with her.
Mrs. Feng hates it.
"Madam, these things..."
"Leave!"
The housekeeper nodded and asked the workers to move all the boxes and pile them in the living room. After the things were moved, the housekeeper and the workers would leave.
"Wait a minute." Mrs. Feng called to the housekeeper and said in disbelief, "You just left like this? Move these things upstairs and put them where they should."
"Madam, these are employees of various businesses, not servants of our family. The master has specifically asked you and the second lady to be self-reliant, so... you and the second lady need to carry and organize these things by yourself."
"..."
Mrs. Feng is about to explode.
How many years has she lived with nothing but clothes and food to open her mouth, and now she is asked to do hard work?
When she was angry, the housekeeper had already left with the workers.
All the servants left, leaving only Madam Feng and Feng Tingting, mother and daughter, in the huge manor.
The Royal Mansion has never been so quiet.
"Mom, what should I do with these things?"
"What else can I do?" Mrs. Feng smiled bitterly, "Put your daily necessities in your room first, and then slowly pack up the rest."
"..."
Feng Tingting stared, "Mom, do we really want to wear such crap?"
"What if we don't wear them? Our pockets are cleaner than our faces now. How can we buy those expensive things if we don't have money?"
"..."
Feng Tingting clenched her hands into fists.
How could dad and eldest brother do this to her and mom.
The family obviously has so much money, and they are also part of the family, so why not give them money to spend? Feng Tingting had a sullen face and took the things out of the box with a bang.
The more I look at those things, the worse they get.
Feng Tingting kicked the clothes away from her feet and sat down on the sofa angrily. She looked at Mrs. Feng who was still packing her things and felt even more aggrieved.
"Mom, you have been married to my father for so many years, haven't you saved any money for your private life?"
"Yes, I used it to invest in Xiaoxi."
Feng Tingting was dumbfounded, "Our family is so rich, how can you save so much money after being married to my father for so many years?"
"..."
Mrs. Feng also became angry when she mentioned this.
She stopped packing, threw away her things, sat down next to Feng Tingting, and said angrily, "It's not your grandparents! They didn't object to my marriage to your father, but they never had a crush on me from the beginning to the end. They
You guard me like a thief, for fear that the things in your house will fall into my hands."
"Other people's wealthy families will be rewarded with a luxury mansion and a luxury car when they have a child. I gave birth to you and your two brothers, and I didn't get anything."
"The house that was mortgaged for Xiao Xi's investment in a TV series some time ago was a betrothal gift from your father when I got married. Thirty years later, he didn't say anything about giving me some shares in the company... In these years, I
All expenses depend on the supplementary card given by your father. Those tens of millions of private money were saved by my usual frugality."
"..."
Feng Tingting was silent for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Grandpa and grandma have gone too far. You have been married to my dad for thirty years, and the three of us have grown up. Why are they still guarding you against what you are doing?"
Mrs. Feng sneered, "In their hearts, I will always be an outsider."
"And me."
Feng Tingting added angrily, "They don't love me either. In their hearts, I am also an outsider."
"..."
Mrs. Feng hugged Feng Tingting distressedly, "Good Tingting, they don't care about your mother. You are my mother's favorite darling. She will do anything for you."
"Um!"
Feng Tingting felt warm in her heart.
She leaned in Mrs. Feng's arms, and her stomach suddenly growled. Feng Tingting rubbed her stomach, raised her head and said bitterly.
"Mom, I'm hungry."
"Ah? What time is it?"
"It's not like you don't know that I'm afraid of my grandparents and dad. They're all here at noon, so I don't even dare to eat."
Mrs. Feng's expression froze.
She, who just now said she would do anything for Feng Tingting, now looked confused, "But... Mom can't cook..."
"ah?"
Mrs. Feng said awkwardly, "I used to know how to do it, but I haven't done it in thirty years."
She doesn't even know how.
From the time she was born to now, she can count on one hand the number of times she has entered the kitchen.
Mother and daughter looked at each other.
…
At the same time.
Qingquan Town.
At this time, the Jiang family was busy making dumplings in the yard.
Mother Jiang is responsible for rolling the dough.
Jiang Li and Jiang Sheng are responsible for packaging.
Jiang Li didn't know how to make pasta, and rarely made dumplings. The three children were very curious when they saw the dough. Jiang's father asked the three of them to wash their hands, gave each of them a dumpling wrapper, and happily taught them how to make dumplings.
dumpling.
"First, use a spoon to scoop a spoonful of stuffing and place it in the middle of the dough, then fold it in half like this...and pinch it tightly. Yes, that's it. Xiaohan's buns are really beautiful, and Yangyang is also good."
Seeing the dumplings in Tangtang's hand, Father Jiang's mouth twitched, and he really couldn't praise her against his will.
"Grandpa, grandpa, can you see how the candy is wrapped?"
"..."
The little girl didn't know whether to wrap the stuffing in the dough or the stuffing. The dough was flat on the inside and the filling seemed to be spread on the outside.
The little girl looked at the bags wrapped by her two brothers, then at her own bag, and pouted, "Brother, why are you and Tangtang's bags different?"
Xiaohan can't speak.
But Yangyang could hit her mercilessly, "Because my brother and I can't do anything so ugly."
"..."
The little girl was not happy anymore and pinched her waist angrily, "Brother, how can you call Tangtang ugly? She's obviously just too beautiful."
"Yes, it's too unclear."
Woo woo woo.
Brother is good or bad.
My brother bullies others.
The little girl ran to grandpa to complain with her chubby little legs.
When Fu Zimo entered the yard carrying the mooncakes, he saw such a happy scene. His eyes instantly softened, "It's stuffed with cabbage and pork. I'm in a good mood today."
Putting down the mooncakes, Fu Zimo rolled up his sleeves and said, "Auntie, let me help."
Jiang Li raised his eyebrows, "Can you do it? I've never seen you do anything during the Chinese New Year together before."
"Must do it!"
Mother Jiang was dubious, but Fu Zimo had already pushed Mother Jiang aside with a smile, and took the small rolling pin from her hand, "Just take a look."
He flattened a dough ball with the palm of his hand and rolled it out with a rolling pin. At first, his movements were a little jerky, but he became more and more skillful later on.
Mother Jiang was surprised, "You really know how to do it?"
"Of course." Fu Zimo was proud. "A few years ago, I made dumplings by myself during the Chinese New Year. In recent years, I've been too busy and haven't made any. But rolling out dough is not a problem for me."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Jiang's mother smiled and praised, "Zimo is great, then you can roll the dough. Auntie will go to the kitchen to wash the vegetables and prepare the dishes. Today we will make a decent table and have two drinks with uncle and auntie in the evening."
Fu Zimo smiled and replied, "Okay!"
There are so many people and it’s lively.
The yard was full of laughter and laughter.
When Feng Siye arrived, he saw such a harmonious scene.