In the morning, before the sun rose, Xu Qinghuan had already gotten up.
After getting dressed, she went to greet her mother, and then took Feng Chu to the big kitchen.
Fresh fruits and vegetables have just arrived from Zhuangzi.
The radishes were washed clean and looked very fresh, as if they had just been dug out of the ground.
"Miss, look, this really doesn't look like it was taken out of the cellar." Feng Chu looked at it with great care, held it in her hand, and took a bite.
Upon seeing this, the cook immediately shouted: "Oh, Miss Feng Chu, eating it raw will cause stomachache, so don't spoil the eldest lady."
Feng Chu was afraid that the cook would take the carrot back, so she took another big bite, chewed it twice randomly, stretched her neck and swallowed it all, then reached out to pick up the toon.
"Miss Fengchu, this thing cannot be eaten raw."
"I'll just smell it," Feng Chu put it to her nose and nodded, "It's quite refreshing."
Seeing the fat hand put the toon back, the cook's heart fell back into her stomach.
Before the commotion here was over, there was another shouting over there.
"Oh, my God, this thieving bird is here to steal food again."
Following the voice of another cook, a fat bird like a hen rushed out of the kitchen while jumping and flying. Then in front of everyone, it majestically flew onto Xu Qinghuan's shoulder, and proudly greeted everyone
He called out "kekeke" twice, making the reed chicken in the corner also crow.
Xu Qinghuan stretched out her hand and tapped Fat Bird's forehead, and then Fat Bird rubbed his head against her temples, looking pitiful, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances.
The mother in charge didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Xu Qinghuan said: "Grandma will go to Beijing soon," and handed the fat bird to Feng Chu, "I'm going to make the sweet-scented osmanthus cake now, and warm it with water when it's done. Grandma will have to rest for a while before eating, so it's just right to use it."
Come and make up for it.”
Yin Gui hurriedly stepped forward to help Qing Huan roll up her sleeves.
The cook smiled and said: "Madam will not arrive until the end of the hour, so the eldest lady can get up a little later."
Xu Qinghuan has already started to make it happily: "After making the snacks, I will follow you to make vegetarian food." My grandmother has been a vegetarian for many years. As long as she comes home, she will follow her to eat vegetarian food inside and outside.
She suddenly got seriously ill when she was a child. She couldn't eat anything and almost lost her life. Her grandmother locked herself in a Buddhist hall and asked for blessings from gods and Buddhas. Her condition gradually improved. Naturally, there was no miracle.
It is probably because of the care of her relatives that she was able to overcome the difficulties.
She was sick on the bed in her previous life, and she often thought of these past experiences. If her grandmother, father, and mother were still alive, maybe she would feel better and have a chance to recover.
While laying down her hands, the cook chatted with Qing Huan: "Fortunately, Madam Madam often eats vegetarian food. We have a cook who specializes in vegetarian food. If someone suddenly throws a vegetarian banquet, I'm afraid they won't be able to recruit suitable people to help."
Xu Qinghuan turned around and said, "Is it because the Sun family is holding a funeral? The lavish ceremony won't be that big, right?"
The cook said: "A few days ago, we only said that the Sun family needed manpower, but now I heard that the Ding family and the Zhang family have to become vegetarians, and the Sun family has to do rituals for seven to forty-nine days."
Xu Qinghuan's hand paused slightly: "It's really a big fuss." She only heard that Mrs. Sun Er was making noises about moving to the Zhang family, but she had hot filial piety, and the Zhang family refused to let go. Now she has to make a fuss.
It is really a great honor for the two governments to accompany me on the vegetarian diet.
"Mrs. Sun Er is really scared out of her mind," said the cook. "The murderer is a murderer but not... what use can those unclean things do in doing rituals?"
Xu Qinghuan said: "That's your opinion. Maybe Mrs. Sun Er finds it useful."
The cook nodded: "Yes, she can ask the eldest lady to help investigate the case, so naturally her mind is not clear." At this point, she felt that she had said the wrong thing, "I didn't mean that the eldest lady can't investigate the case, it's just..."
only……"
Xu Qinghuan looked at the frightened cook and couldn't help but smile: "I know what you mean. There are so many yamen in Beijing. It's really strange that she came to me to beg a young lady from the inner house. Even if Fengxiang's case is the case, I have no objection to the yamen."
Some help, after all, it happened around me, and the Xu family and the Cao family are both related by marriage.
When it comes to the reputation of solving crimes, Mr. Huang Qinghe of Shuntian Mansion is standing there, how can I say anything?"
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, but she still doesn't know where this "demon" is.
Xu Qinghuan made the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and told his mother in charge: "There are a lot of things going on in Beijing recently. Everything going in and out of the house must be taken care of, especially food. Try to use what you buy in your own village."
The mother in charge responded: "Don't worry, Miss!"
I came out of the kitchen and changed my clothes. Uncle Lei was already waiting at the door.
Uncle Lei whispered: "Mrs. Sun Er moved to Zhang's Zhuangzi."
Xu Qinghuan said: "Master Sun Er's coffin is still at Sun's house, but Mrs. Sun Er has moved to the village of her sister's husband's house. This seems to be a bit against the rules."
Uncle Lei said: "Mrs. Sun Er had a heart attack last night. He invited doctors and Taoist priests to come over. They all said, 'If a person moves, the tree will die.' Asking Mrs. Sun Er to move to another place may help her get better quickly. The Sun family
Zhuangzi in Beijing is relatively remote, and the Zhang family happens to have a Zhuangzi. No one lives there on weekdays, so I asked Mrs. Sun Er to live there first to recuperate."
"Uncle Lei," Xu Qinghuan raised his head, "If someone wants to harm me, do you think it would be better for me to stay at home, or move to someone else's village?"
Uncle Lei was shocked when he heard this at first, but he soon relaxed. The eldest lady was just using a metaphor.
Uncle Lei almost didn't have to think about it: "Of course it's better to stay at home. I'm familiar with my place inside and out. Zhuangzi is located in a remote place, and there are many people coming in and out, so it's hard to take precautions."
Naturally, other people's Zhuangzi is even worse. There are outsiders from top to bottom, so is it possible that you trust outsiders more than your own family?"
Xu Qinghuan said: "This is the strange thing."
Uncle Lei said: "Unless you are too frightened to live at home and would rather move to someone else's house, Mrs. Sun Er is really scared to see her like this."
She performed a ritual at home and then moved to someone else's village. Could it be that Mrs. Sun Er really thought that the murderer was a ghost.
Song Chengxuan was leaving Beijing. In his previous life, he went back to the southeast like this. This was all what she expected.
Such a smart person will naturally know when to withdraw.
Uncle Lei retreated.
Xu Qinghuan quickly relaxed his eyebrows. He could investigate the things he couldn't figure out slowly, so there was no need to let them disturb his mind.
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Mrs. Xu's carriage entered the city.
Before they reached the door of Xu's house, the carriage stopped, and then the curtain opened and someone stepped onto the carriage.
"Grandma." Xu Qinghuan entered the carriage and knelt down in front of Mrs. Xu.
"Get up quickly," Mrs. Xu smiled kindly, "You kid, why are you rushing over here?"
Xu Qingyue stepped forward to help Xu Qinghuan, and looked at Xu Qinghuan carefully with a pair of big bright eyes before saying: "When I heard about the things in the Fengxiang clan, my grandmother was still worried, for fear that my sister would be damaged by such a toss, but now she sees that my sister is doing well.
Here, grandma can rest peacefully at night."
Xu Qingyue's delicate face was full of smiles.
"I don't want to walk long distances anymore," Mrs. Xu pulled Xu Qinghuan and said, "it's worrying."
Xu Qingyue stuck out her tongue: "I think it's good for my sister to go out for a walk occasionally. She used to be a bit sick at home, but now she is a real beauty."
Xu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to tickle Xu Qingyue, and the two of them laughed together.
"Hush," Xu Qinghuan gestured to his lips, "Uncle Wu is right outside the carriage."
Hearing that her father was also here, Xu Qingyue immediately showed a serious look on her face.
Xu Qinghuan chuckled, and then Xu Qingyue realized that she had been fooled: "Sister is so bad."
Mrs. Xu looked at her two granddaughters with an indescribably kind look on her face, but she couldn't help but sigh when she thought about the burden behind the carriage.