Minglan is reborn, this time with no regrets!

While Molan was smashing cups and plates in the room, Minglan had already paid her respects to the mistress and returned to her own room.

She was holding two baskets of snacks, one was made by her grandmother, and the other was a gift from the eldest lady. She happily took them back into the house and no longer foolishly wanted to give them to her father as she had done in her previous life.

In her previous life, she had really longed for her father's love and believed what her father said, that he was too busy to visit them. So, when she received the shortbread from her grandmother, she waited eagerly at her grandmother's door until her father had greeted her grandmother, then she went up to her father and said a few words, and then gave the basket of exquisite and sweet shortbread to her father.

She remembered that it was at that time that her father agreed to come to her mother's room to see her. She had exposed the fact that the officials were withholding daily necessities. In the end, not only did the truth not come to light, but Lin Qinshuang also turned the tables on her and pinned all the missing items on Xiaodie, almost taking her life.

In this life, she would no longer try to bring her father to A Niang's room, nor would she cry to her father about the shortage of household funds.

He is a double-faced person who cannot be trusted.

However, Minglan will not sit idly by and wait for death.

She stuffed all the hot water bottles into A Niang's quilt, let her lie down on it to warm herself up for a while, and then she and Xiao Tao went to find Hua Lan together.

Before Hualan got engaged, Minglan would often go to talk to her, so Wei Xiaoniang didn't think there was anything wrong with it. She just told Minglan not to cause trouble for others.

When the master and servant arrived, Hualan was cursing in the house: "That damn girl Molan, relying on her mother's favor, has no respect for her elders at such a young age. Not only was she late for paying her respects to her grandmother, but she even dared to talk back when I told her off! Like fathers, like sons, like daughters; like mice, like sons, like daughters. This Molan is a replica of Lin Qinshuang. No, she's even more domineering than Lin Qinshuang!"

After hearing the maid announce that Minglan had arrived, Hualan stopped talking, took a few breaths, and said, "Please invite Sixth Sister in."

As soon as Minglan came in, she threw herself on Hualan's lap, hugged her, and said with tears in her eyes, "Big sister!"

Hualan was stunned, hugged Minglan and asked, "What's wrong, Xiaoliu?"

Minglan stopped talking and just glanced around. Hualan understood and said, "You guys go down first. I didn't tell anyone not to come in."

The maid took Xiaotao out.

Only after hearing the footsteps fade away did Minglan let go of Hualan's legs, took a few steps back, then knelt down and bowed deeply.

Hualan hurriedly stepped forward to help Minglan up, and said anxiously: "We are sisters, why are you bowing to me so much? What happened? Tell me." As she spoke, she wiped Minglan's tears.

Minglan: "Big sister, our room has not had enough money for several months! My mother and I don't have enough to eat every day. It's so cold now, and there is no charcoal in the room, only stove charcoal, which can only be used to boil water and heat hot water bottles. My mother's face is blue from the cold every day. If this continues, if this continues..."

Hua Lan: "What, you mean Lin Qinshuang is cutting your expenses? But the government has to keep accounts, how dare she do that?"

Minglan: "They are very bad. They use stove charcoal to replace house charcoal, and damp rice and moldy flour to replace white flour. Xiaodie and Xiaotao are often deceived by them, but they have already put their fingerprints on them..."

Hua Lan: "What about the monthly salary?"

Minglan: "They gave us more by passing off inferior goods as good ones, and said that if we took too much, they would deduct it from our monthly salary, so the monthly salary was always insufficient, and sometimes they didn't even give us anything. My mother pawned all her dowry, and it was all gone... but even so, it was still not enough, and we really couldn't live happily anymore..."

Hua Lan slammed the table and said, "Damn it! Wei Xiaoniang is still pregnant with Sheng's child, and Lin Qinshuang is not afraid of being dragged down and beaten to death by the ancestors! I will go tell mother now."

Minglan held her back and said, "Big sister, big sister! We don't have any evidence now. If we tell the Madam directly, she will definitely help us to criticize Lin Xiaoniang, but will Lin Xiaoniang admit it? She has fake accounts in her hands. If she takes them out and fools people, she might get away with it. She might even frame us."

Hua Lan frowned slightly: "Yes, this is what she can do... But, how did you think of this?"

She squatted down and looked at Minglan, who was less than eight years old.

Minglan choked up and said, "Because Xiaodie had quarreled with them before, and they blocked her back just like that. My wife knew that she couldn't beat Lin, so she didn't let anyone know about this. It was heartbreaking to see my wife suffer, but I didn't have any evidence, so I didn't dare to ask the three elders for help. But it has been too cold recently! My wife was shivering with cold last night, and I couldn't warm her up even when I slept with her... I was really afraid that someone would die if this continued, so I had to ask big sister for help..."

Hualan felt sad when she heard this, and her eyes turned red as she hugged Minglan. After a while, she said to Minglan, "Well, you go back first. I'll go to your room later. Um... I'll call Mama Liu, she's the most capable person around mother, and she's also very thorough. If mother really needs to come forward, she can help."

Minglan secretly praised her elder sister for her intelligence. Before she got married, she had already realized that Mother Liu was a smart woman.

……

Before noon, Hualan took a half-finished pomegranate painting to see Wei Shuyi, saying that there was a part that she couldn't embroider well, and she wanted to ask for advice. "It just so happened" that Madam Liu wanted to check on the baby in Wei Xiaoniang's belly for the mistress, so she went with them.

As soon as Hua Lan stepped into Wei Xiaoniang's room, she shivered at the chill that hit her face, and joked, "Is Wei Xiaoniang secretly drinking sour plum soup in the room? How can it be so cold!"

Wei Xiaoniang was hugging the soup woman in bed. When she saw a girl, a mother and two maids coming, she had no time to get up. She could only bow slightly in a half-sitting position and said embarrassedly: "Hello, Miss, hello, Madam Liu! I didn't know that the distinguished guests were coming, so I didn't prepare charcoal. I have a fever, and usually I want to open the windows for ventilation."

Hualan knew Wei Xiaoniang was lying when she saw the hot water bottle on the bed. She didn't expose her. She just smiled and said, "You are not afraid of the cold, but I am. Madam Liu, ask someone to help Xiaodie burn some charcoal!"

Mother Liu answered yes, and the maid named Chuncao who came with her took Xiaodie out.

Wei Xiaoniang had no time to "collude" with Xiaodie. She hurriedly put on her clothes while asking, "Miss, would you like some snacks? Here are some snacks given by the old lady and the eldest lady. Would you like some?"

Hua Lan waved her hand: "I didn't come to you to ask for money. I just can't embroider this pomegranate seed well, so I came to ask the military advisor for help!"

Wei Xiaoniang then slightly dispelled her embarrassment and replied with a smile: "Young lady, you are too flattering to me. How can I be qualified to be your military advisor? The embroiderers in your room are all trained by the Lingjin Court in the capital. They are all better than me."

Hua Lan rolled her eyes and said, "That's different. I want to embroider this pillowcase myself. I remember you had a very beautiful pair of pomegranates in your dowry, which looked like they were drawn with pen and ink. That's why I came to learn from you. Don't be shy, take it out and let me take a closer look."

Wei Xiaoniang was embarrassed again. She had pawned the pomegranate painting a long time ago, so where could she find it now?

Seeing her like this, Hua Lan curled her lips and said, "You really want to hide it from me? I won't do it! Wei Xiaoniang, you don't love me anymore!"