Rebirth of a rich and powerful daughter

Chapter 247 Kneeling in the Candlelight

Aunt Chen hung up the phone and went to the kitchen.

Hong Yao probably didn't have a good meal tonight, but now she probably lost her appetite again, so she considered whether to send some fruit up first, and make some supper later.

The servants in the big kitchen are almost done, and there are still sounds from the stove and range hood in the small kitchen.Aunt Chen smiled disdainfully in her heart, and couldn't eat in front of Mr. Ying. Now that she has a good appetite, she ordered a few big dishes for supper, and got a group of servants to work here.

The small kitchen used to be responsible for Feng Yingyi's diet and decoction.After Feng Yingyi's death, the servants in the small kitchen were left by Ying Jiayuan, so it became Ying Jiayuan's exclusive kitchen, only serving her special orders and midnight snacks.

Aunt Chen took the fruit plate out of the kitchen and glanced at it again. The small kitchen was still busy.

Hong Yao heard the knock on the door, stood up and walked over to open the door, "Aunt Chen."

Aunt Chen walked in with a gentle smile, Hong Yao closed the door and followed Aunt Chen to the sofa and sat down.

"Eat some fruit first, and I'll make you some supper later."

"Thank you, Aunt Chen." Hong Yao smiled and picked up a piece of fruit.

"No thanks." Aunt Chen looked at him lovingly, "Master Tong is back, your sister called me before dinner."

Hong Yao just smiled in agreement, he didn't think there was anything to be happy about, that Tong Shizun later treated his sister badly, and her sister was still obsessed with it.

Aunt Chen originally wanted to talk about something happy for Hong Yao to adjust, but it seemed that he didn't want to talk about this topic. If Hong Yao heard the news before, he would definitely be happy for Xue Er. Thinking about Feng Yingyi's fault, There is always a little strangeness and distance between the siblings.

"Aunt Chen, is my mother's memorial day coming soon?"

Ying Xue'er told Hong Yao about the past, Hong Yao had just returned back then, and she didn't fully understand the verbal violence her mother suffered as an unfavored wife in a deep house, she only felt how hard a pampered life could be, but during this time His experience made him gradually feel the darkness and cruelty behind the glamor of a wealthy family.

"Well, one week later, on the 26th." Aunt Chen was in a sad mood.

"It's my birthday." Hong Yao remembered that her sister said that her mother died of dystocia.

"Yes!" Aunt Chen looked at Hong Yao and smiled gratifyingly, "Fortunately, you are all well and have grown up. Your mother can feel at ease under the nine springs."

Hong Yao put down his fork and fell silent.

Aunt Chen picked up the tray and said, "I'll go down first."

The servants in the small kitchen filed up the stairs with all kinds of dishes, and walked across from Aunt Chen without saying hello to each other. It has been like this since Feng Yingyi was still there, and it seems to have become a routine. The two servant groups, Although Aunt Chen is the one who calculates the salary, Aunt Chen only reads the report from their person in charge and never checks the attendance.

The dishes are divided into two portions, and they are served in two ways, one is a normal dinner plate, and the other is a very delicate small plate.

This was to be a tribute to Feng Yingyi. Ying Jiayuan was very thoughtful. Even if Mr. Ying knew about it, she would have a valid reason so that no one could expose her lie.

An hour later, the villa became quiet, and Ying Tianhua was about to go back to his room to rest.

knock--knock--
Ying Tianhua said lightly, "Come in."

The one who opened the door and came in was Tian Qiuyan, the servant who took care of Ying Jiayuan. She stepped into the study and said anxiously: "Mr. Ying, Second Miss Ying...Mr. Ying, you should go and have a look!"

Ying Tianhua saw the anxious look on the servant's face, not knowing what happened to Ying Jiayuan, so he followed the servant out of the study.

Walking to the door of Feng Yingyi's room, Ying Tianhua's face darkened.

Feng Yingyi had never entered this room before his death, let alone after his death.Ying Jiayuan was not so sad in previous years, but this year she started to get emotional a week ago, probably because she felt lonely seeing Xueer and Hongyao as companions.

Ying Tianhua walked in with a frown, and what caught his eye was Feng Yingyi's photo on the wall.Under the photo is a tribute table with various dishes and fruits on it, two candles are lit, the room is not turned on, it looks old and dark, Ying Jiayuan kneels alone in the candlelight, staring blankly at Feng Yingyi's photo , desolate and weak.

(End of this chapter)