The daily life of a concubine's daughter

She was asked to say all kinds of things, good or bad. What could Shi Mingzhen say?

He smiled bitterly, "The old man ordered us to obey my sister today. We have to accompany her no matter what she wants to do. It's just porridge, what's wrong with that? But the porridge is simple and bland, I'm afraid my sister can't get used to it."

"What's the big deal? When I was in Jinling, I grew up in the countryside. I didn't have the luxury of fine clothes and delicious food like my brothers and sisters. I often had plain porridge with a plate of pickles for breakfast."

Shi Yao and Tao Ziyi got off the car happily.

After hearing Shi Yao's sour words, Shi Mingzhen sighed in his heart that she was mean-spirited and hurriedly asked someone to bring a footstool for him to dismount.

The three brothers who were beaten got out of the car in an awkward position. Shi Yao could clearly see the resentment in their eyes.

The Shi brothers and sisters sat at the back of the porridge shed. There were already many people there, and with the servants coming in and out, the narrow shed became even more crowded and cramped.

Shi Mingzhen only kept Tao Ziyi's maid Bai Xi and Shi Yao's maid Mu Xiang to serve him, and drove away all the other female servants.

Shi Yao whispered two words into Muxiang's ear.

Muxiang felt embarrassed, so she glanced at the Shi brothers and went out.

Tao Ziyi and Shi Yao were sitting at the same table. She whispered, "I don't know where you got the courage to talk to your third brother like that. I wouldn't dare to do that! He usually looks the gentlest among the brothers, but in fact he is the hardest to get close to. When he gets angry, he is neither hot nor cold, but he is the most frightening."

Shi Yao sympathized and said, "Third brother is in charge of the affairs of the outer courtyard. Sister-in-law, have you seen him punishing people? I have never seen him, so I don't know how scary he is. This is called, ignorance is bliss."

Tao Ziyi covered her lips and chuckled: "You are so amazing, you have your own twisted logic for everything!"

"Sister-in-law, I'm afraid you've never heard the saying that the truth is in the hands of a few people. The twisted theory I'm talking about may be the truth."

The aunt and the sister-in-law were whispering to each other in a very low voice. The atmosphere at the other two tables was depressing and dead. It was difficult to hear what they were saying, except for occasional chuckles.

Shi Mingwei had a thick condom under his butt, but he was still in pain. Hearing Shi Yao's laughter, he became more annoyed and irritated.

The happier Shi Yao laughed, the more he frowned.

Finally, he grabbed a pair of chopsticks and knocked on the table, shouting, "Why isn't the meal served yet?"

Shi Yao turned around and looked at him in shock.

This look was so infuriating, but Shi Mingwei refused to calm down and took the teapot in the middle of the table. He took a chopstick in each hand and knocked on the lid of the teapot.

Bang, bang, bang, a series of noises.

Causing everyone to frown.

Shi Yao shook her head with an expression that said "you are hopeless" and turned to Tao Ziyi and said, "Second brother is really a rogue and a scoundrel. Compared with third brother, he is far behind in manners and etiquette!"

She didn't deliberately lower her voice when she said this, and everyone heard it.

Tao Ziyi quickly winked at her and stared at Shi Mingwei, fearing that he would suddenly attack and hurt Shi Yao.

Shi Mingwei's wound was broken, so he had no energy to find fault with Shi Yao. He glared at Shi Mingzhen and kicked him under the table.

Shi Mingzhen almost vomited blood.

It was such a simple instigation, but my second brother actually fell for it and his brain was damaged!

"Don't panic, second brother. It will be served soon. The bowls and chopsticks in the porridge stall are not clean. I will ask someone to buy a new set."

Outside, the bowls and chopsticks have been bought.

Muxiang personally fetched water from the well to wash a stack of eight sets of bowls and chopsticks.

The old woman who was making porridge helped diligently, scooping porridge from the top of the thick porridge.

Muxiang had been observing her for a long time. This was not the way she made porridge for the poor people before. She stirred the spoon in the pot again and again before scooping out a spoonful of porridge.

Muxiang secretly sighed that the girl had sharp eyes. These people who were looking for death had finally fallen into the girl's hands.

He quickly stopped her, took a new, clean spoon, and imitated the old woman in stirring the porridge. After stirring it evenly, he scooped out the porridge in each bowl until it was half full.

The old woman's expression changed immediately, and she said with a smile: "Wait a minute, young lady, you can't scoop porridge like this. There are a few grains of sand in the porridge, and it will hurt the teeth of the young masters and young ladies. What good is that?"

Mu Xiang smiled and said, "What are you afraid of? It's just a few grains of sand. They will sink to the bottom of the bowl. I am imitating you to scoop porridge. The porridge at the bottom is thicker. When the young men and women eat it, they will know that you are down-to-earth."

"Miss, you are precious. Please take a rest. I'll do it!" The old woman was anxious and hurried to grab the spoon.

Muxiang winked at her attendants, and immediately two strong men stepped forward and twisted the old woman's arm.

The old woman was about to shout, but Mu Xiang said slowly, "Don't shout yet, ma'am. You can still wait a while before you get the beating. You can also drink an extra bowl of porridge while you're at it, so you won't be too weak to get up after the beating."

The old woman stopped yelling and begged quietly, "Young lady, please be kind. I have been working here for three years and I have never cut corners. Look, this porridge is so thick and thick, with a layer of rice oil floating on top."

"You didn't cut corners, you just added something you shouldn't have. Well, I'll tell Master San about this later and see if he can give you less punishment."

After Muxiang finished speaking, she no longer paid attention to the old woman's pleading and asked someone to bring in the bowl of porridge.

She came in last, and Shi Mingzhen, to liven up the atmosphere, asked with a smile: "Why are you wearing a face scarf? Are you shy?"

He remembered that Shi Yao's other maid, Banxia, ​​also wore a face scarf when she distributed porridge.

Shi Yao received the look from Mu Xiang, slowly took out a handkerchief to wipe the chopsticks, and replied with a smile: "This is the rule I set. When people talk, they spit. Wearing a handkerchief to cover the mouth can prevent the saliva from spraying into the pot."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

Everyone stopped moving.

They did not forget that when they came, the old woman who served the porridge yelled at them to line up, and she spit countless drops of saliva in the porridge.

Shi Yao added: "Isn't this how we cook at home? It's nothing. The pot is always boiling, and anything unclean will be scalded to death. Aren't you going to the battlefield in the future? When you are fighting, it's good enough to have something to eat. Why do you care about these things? By then, you may not even have a bowl of hot rice porridge.

"Seventh brother, didn't you say you wanted to kill the enemy and make achievements? Come on and eat! Don't just say it. You are used to fine clothes and delicious food, and you can't tolerate the slightest bit of dirt and hardship."

Shi Mingchen, who was determined to achieve great things, gritted his teeth and gulped down a big gulp.

Seeing this, the brothers all started eating, feeling nauseous and wanting to vomit as they ate.

I really want to beat to death that old woman who is cooking porridge and shouting at the same time!

At this moment, I suddenly understood how Shi Yao felt when she was beating up Song Lan and Shan Nai.

In the past they all secretly mocked Shi Yao for being cruel and heartless, but now they think that the needle didn't prick them.

If it were them, they would have just killed the woad and sold the galangal.

Shi Mingwei was about to vomit when Shi Mingchen jumped up with a roar as if there were nails on the stool and took out a stone from his mouth.

The stone was the size of three grains of rice, and it hurt his teeth so much that they almost broke. He vomited porridge mixed with blood.