The daily life of the doting wife of the master slaughter

魍魉

At noon on the second day, why asked the little maid to call Liang Mubai, and when she heard that she was being asked to eat, Liang Mubai hurriedly called Xuemei to do her dressing.

It's cold these days, Mrs. Li is not here, she is also tired, she just spends her days doing embroidery work on the bed, not dressing up, now she turns out the wooden hairpin in the compartment of the jewelry box and sticks it in her hair.

From a distance, Lin Hong saw her coming, wrapped in a moon-white cloak, a red coat could be vaguely seen inside, and the snowy road was slippery, but she walked eagerly, raising her eyes with each step, and hurriedly looked towards Lin Hong. .

Across the long road, the two looked at each other slowly, Lin Hong straightened his back, Xiao Se stood in the north wind, wanted to go to help her, but didn't dare, wanted to call her, but in the end remained silent, staring blankly. Watching her approach.

Logically, he should retreat a bit, but he didn't, relying on Liang Jin's absence, standing still, and taking advantage of no one around, Liang Mubai stopped, looked up at him, and asked for a long time: "How are you? "

"Hi." Lin Hong said softly, "It's very cold now, you put the work in hand aside."

He meant that Liang Mubai was used to the endless embroidery patterns, so he didn't care, and told him instead: "Don't just stand here all the time, I'll tell my sister-in-law, if it's okay, he will let you go back and rest of."

"This is my duty." He Needed already thought of him very much, and he should be more dedicated to his duties. He stretched out his hand and pulled the cloak for Liang Mubai presumptuously: "Don't worry about me all the time, take care of me more. Tell me what you need, and I will buy it for you.”

"I don't lack anything..." Liang Mubai lowered his head, exposing two rouge-dyed ear tips: "I'm a young lady, who can treat me badly?" She said, looking at Lin Hong with a guilty conscience.

Who in the whole family didn't know, since Mrs. Li left, Aunt Zhao was watching over the affairs of the mansion, and the life of Mrs. Fan was even more difficult. There is also a lot of deductions for eating and drinking.

Lin Hong didn't expose her, and said with a smile: "I'll send some charcoal to your yard tomorrow, don't worry, it's given by the young lady." When he smiled, the chapped lips were torn open, and a little blood appeared. Liang Mubai put aside his dignity, held a handkerchief, and stepped on his feet to wipe it for him.

Through the handkerchief, Lin Hong also felt the softness of her fingertips. He looked at Liang Mubai's lips obsessively. He painted his lips with lip balm, and his cherry-like mouth made him look hot. He took a step back in a hurry: " Go in quickly, don't make the young lady wait too long..."

Liang Mubai didn't understand, he was still talking affectionately just now, why in the blink of an eye, he became alienated again, she was unhappy, she pouted slightly, and looked at Lin Hong aggrievedly: "I... still want to talk to you again baby talk."

Going on, I'm afraid that the rules will be exceeded, Lin Hong didn't dare to take risks, and took another step back: "It's so cold, you go in quickly, and I will go back to warm up."

He said so, and Liang Mubai's self-esteem as a girl would not allow her to pester her any longer. He walked in angrily, and when he was about to go in, he turned his head to look at him again. Lin Hong's throat tightened when he looked at him reluctantly. .

Liang Mubai took off his cloak and sat down, looking at Shan Zhen at the table, he was surprised: "Why do you have so many preparations?"

He Need asked and smiled: "I asked someone to ask your third sister-in-law to come and eat together." There was a pot of assorted meatballs rolling on the small stove in the center of the table. ..."

Just as she was talking, Kong Cuizhi's voice came from a distance outside: "I can already smell the smell here, it's so delicious!" She said, "Third Young Madam, be careful, the snow is very slippery!"

Kong Cuizhi was wearing a bright red jacket, the color looked right, but the material was that of maidservants, she sat down and took a look: "Oh! I have never seen anything eaten at the table of sister-in-law!" She didn't Having seen anything in the world, she thought she was a rich wife if she could occasionally eat bird's nest: "What is this?" She picked up a meatball: "Is it a meatball?"

"This is abalone meatballs." Hua Nong hid his smile, "There are also sea cucumber meatballs in it, as well as meatballs made with little fragrant pork that Tubo paid tribute to. The rest are made with tofu and some mushrooms."

Kong Cuizhi was dumbfounded when she heard that, and stumbled out: "This, these things, I ate them at the old lady's place during the banquet in the mansion, and my sister-in-law's luck... is much better than mine." They are unwelcome people in the mansion, and their lives should be similar.

"It's a snowy day, and the third sister-in-law has a big stomach, why doesn't she even bring a maid?" Liang Mubai took a sip of the soup, and asked her while holding the spoon. Take the maid back..." Looking enviously, why did you ask the people around you: "Anyway, I grew up in the village, so it doesn't matter. People with a big belly like me in our village still need to sew, mend and wash. I don't have to work either, do I?"

Liang Mubai forced a smile at her, but it couldn't help her. Aunt Zhao tried her best to get more private money out of her expenses, but she didn't dare to touch the things in Liang Jinyuan.

Why bother to look at Kong Cuizhi's stomach, and called out to Hua Nong: "You wrap some bird's nest that the young master gave me to eat, and bring it back to the third young lady and the eldest lady."

"Young Madam..." Hua Nong was a little embarrassed: "Young Master asked you to eat that."

He need to ask and waved his hand: "It's okay, I don't like to eat these in the first place, so I keep them there." He smiled softly at Liang Mubai, fearing that she would not accept them, and said, "Anyway, I'm drinking soup every day now. , I can’t even eat that.”

Hua Nong thought that Liang Mubai was also loved by the young master, so he went to ask the little maid to pack it for him. When Kong Cuizhi heard that there was bird's nest to eat, he was overjoyed: "That's a good relationship. I'll ask my father to bring some radishes later. Come in and feed my sister-in-law!"

Exchanging radish for bird's nest is really a good deal.

He Needed put a piece of shrimp in Liang Mubai's bowl, and said with a smile, "Thank you, the radish with frost is the sweetest, I like it very much."

Hearing that he liked it, Kong Cuizhi was even more proud, and scooped several more balls into her bowl. She had a good appetite, and she wanted to eat more good things, so after a meal, she was not polite at all.

Ever since Liang Jin left, Tan Qingyao went to eat at the old lady's place. As soon as she returned to the yard, she heard Kong Cuizhi and Liang Mubai talking and laughing in Liang Jin's room. She glanced over there and said with a sneer, "Is that really A family, if you don't enter a family, you are all inferior people, no wonder you can sit together."

"Miss doesn't know. After the young master left, I was afraid that the young lady would be bored, so I often asked the eldest lady to come and talk to him!" Du Cui followed behind, and was surprised that she had said the wrong thing, so she hurriedly said: "I'm just listening to the little girl." What I said is probably not true, men and women are different after all, and it is even more inconvenient if the young master is not in the mansion, how could there be such an order?"

The little maid brought up a bowl of hot tea, then retreated, Tan Qingyao sat down on the chair, sneered, then turned her head and said, "That girl Changsheng still serves soup to Young Madam every day?"

"Yes." Du Cui took a pillow and put it on her back, and said in her ear: "I don't know if she listened to what I told her last time. Do you want to order her a little more?"

Tan Qingyao blew on the tea bowl, and smiled slyly: "No need..." She commanded: "If she hasn't moved yet, she is a waste!" Then she looked up at Du Cui, and put the tea bowl on the desk: " Didn't you say that she went back to the He Mansion secretly?"

"Exactly!" Du Cui stood by the chair and leaned over furtively: "I have been watching her secretly. I saw her go shopping with excuses and sneak back to He Mansion a few times. I don't know what to do..."

"Hmph, what else can I do!" Tan Qingyao sneered: "She is harmful to others, and she couldn't think of a way, so she went to discuss it with the lady of the He family." Suddenly she smiled, turning her back to the light: " It’s just right, if it works, it’s okay, if it doesn’t work, it won’t come to us.”

She glanced out the window, propped her chin on her hand, and laughed again after a while.

It was snowing again, He Youwen was rummaging through the bookshelves, looking for Liang Jin's previous articles, and from a stack of papers, He Youwen took out a few and sat on the desk to read them carefully.

The handwriting on it is still a bit green. It should have been written by Liang Jin several years ago. It is a policy theory. It discusses the main government affairs after the new emperor ascends the throne. Go to Si Nong Temple to practice.

He Ziwen laughed unconsciously when he saw it. He put forward suggestions that are useful to the country, but the words between the lines are still uninhibited and indulgent. Presumably, this policy theory should be written by the old master.

At this time, Hua Nong came in, took Feng Rui with him, and Feng Rui saluted: "Greetings to Young Madam!" He Needed to ask and suddenly panicked: "But what's the matter, Young Master?"

"Young Master is fine, Young Madam don't worry!" Feng Rui hurriedly opened a box on the ground: "Young Master met these on the road and thought it was fun, so I asked my servant to bring them back for Young Madam to play with." A half-sized box, There are a lot of strange gadgets in it.

After only a glance, why bother to ask again: "Has the young master arrived in Luoyang? How is mother?"

"It's been two days." Feng Rui smiled respectfully: "It's all good on the way, and the eldest lady is fine. The young master asked me to come back with the master so that I can report the young lady's safety!"

Feng Rui took the reward and stepped back. Why did he turn around from behind the desk and carefully pick up the things in the box? There are beautifully painted diabolos and a mirror carved with cats...

He picked out a seal with his name engraved on it, and asked Hua Nong to give Liang Mubai the mirror, a tiger-head doll to Kong Cuizhi, and he personally carried the rest to Tan Qingyao's room.

"Excuse me, is your aunt here?" Why did he ask a little maid outside the house, Du Cui heard it, and hurried out: "Why is the young lady here? Miss is in the house."

Why need to ask to follow in, Tan Qingyao was reading a letter from her mother on the desk, and when she saw him, she didn't get up: "It's rare for the young lady to step on the lowly ground, what's the matter?" Liang Jin is not here, her gentle and virtuous It seems that I didn't try so hard, a little faint.

"The young master asked someone to bring back some things, and I'll bring them to you." He Youwen handed the small box to Du Cui: "Thank you for making me some snacks every now and then."

This is a reward, Tan Qingyao flipped through the worthless things in the box, and smiled perfunctorily: "Young Madam, you are welcome, these... are all given to you by the young master?" Although these things are not valuable, they are Each one is very unique, and there is no one that is exactly the same: "Since it is for the young lady, the young lady should keep it for herself."

"You don't have to refuse." He Youwen stood with one hand on his sleeve behind his back, and he didn't show any signs of happiness or anger, just discussing the matter: "The young master often doesn't take good care of you, I hope you don't blame him, yes We both owe you."

The first time he mentioned this, Tan Qingyao burst into hatred: "The young master is my lifelong reliance, how could I blame him? It's the young lady who is overhearted..." She walked towards He Need to ask, still smiling: "Young Madam, please sit down!" Then he scolded Du Cui: "Why don't you serve tea to Young Madam?"

Why did you need to take a look at Du Cui before leaving: "No, I'm going back."

He walked into the snow without even holding an umbrella. After only a few steps, a thin layer of snow piled up on his shoulders. Tan Qingyao looked at his back at the door and murmured: "I want to see how long you can be proud." ..."

The old lady was in the house. Aunt Zhao came over to say hello to the person in charge who had just returned. After saying something pleasant, she hesitated and took two steps forward: "I heard that our young master specially sent a The boy came back with him, to see the young lady."

"Is he so worried?" The old lady leaned on the couch with a straight face: "I think Jin'er was confused by him. Seeing that the third daughter-in-law is about to give birth, he is not at all serious about being the eldest brother." Worry about your own heirs!"

Aunt Zhao got angry when she thought of that village woman, and when she rolled her eyes, she wanted to make Liang Jin feel uncomfortable too: "The old lady doesn't see him often, so I don't know!" She put her hand on the case table, pressing The body said: "I heard from the ringer that Qing Yao often cried in front of her, because the young master wanted to go to her room several times, but was tripped by that person, and it was not easy for her to come to you Talk to me, I have to bear it all the time!"

"What!" The old lady patted the table, knocking two emerald rings on the table, which startled Aunt Zhao,

The old lady said again: "That child Qingyao still coaxes me, I just think that Jin'er doesn't like her, and I'm thinking about marrying him another concubine!"

Aunt Zhao frowned, and leaned over: "Madam, don't think about it. A young master with a face like Qingyao is not close, let alone others?" She scratched the table with her fingers: "I think there is that dishonest male wife here. It's useless for anyone to come in!" She pondered the old lady's expression, as if she was angry.

Sure enough, the old lady frowned all the time, pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then called the people around: "Go and call that man wife, I have something to tell him!"