37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Haruko couldn't and couldn't say anything about all the things here.

The master is the head of the Chen family, he personally ordered his wife to be moved to the small Buddhist hall, and no one dared to disobey his wishes except himself.

And the wife's natal family has no one, so no one will give the wife a head. After thinking about it, Qingzi can only think of waiting for a little longer, and the master calms down and takes the wife out.

As October approaches, the weather gets colder.

The wind blew the three people in the yard cold.

Shen Huan hoisted the bucket into the well, hoisted most of the bucket of water up, and put her clothes in it.

Haruko, who had never seen him work before, trotted up to grab his hand soaked in the water.

Shen Huan tilted her body: "It's me who is worthless, and I have caused you to come here to suffer. Hurry up and change into dry clothes. It's not good to catch the wind and cold."

Qingzi shook her head: "Madam, are you trying to gouge out the hearts of slaves?"

"Since the servant came to serve you, no one knows better than the servant what life is like. You don't treat the servant as a human being, but you always think about us for everything that is delicious, fun, and useful. Let the servant watch you do these things. My heart hurts to death."

"Look, there are only three of us here. We have to do the eating, drinking, and messing around. There is too much work, and we can't point to one or two." Shen Huan looked at Qingzi and smiled, "In the future, no matter what master or servant, I will do what I can, let’s pass the end of the year first.”

After finishing speaking, Shen Huan bent down and rubbed her clothes.

Haruko still wanted to speak, but was held back by the nanny.

The nanny shook her head silently at her: "Go and change clothes, after changing clothes, clean the wing next to the Small Buddha Hall."

Haruko pulled the nanny aside, "Aunt Wu, just persuade the wife, he will listen to your advice!"

Mrs. Wu turned her head and looked at Shen Huan: "A person lives for a breath, let the wife be busy, and don't think too much when she is busy."

"..."

Haruko stopped talking.

After watching Shen Huan's back for a while, she turned around and went back to the house to change clothes and tidy up the wing.

The Small Buddha Hall is at the west corner of the mansion, with a long-abandoned pond on the left and a narrow alley on the right.

Its surface is not very big. It is a Buddhist hall with Buddhist altars. On the left is a wing room, and on the right is a kitchen for cooking. There is no one there all year round, and a corner of the stove in the kitchen has collapsed.

Shen Huan covered her mouth and nose with a cloth towel, and touched the thick dust on the stove: "It's narrow, it's still usable after packing it up."

Qingzi, who had already tidied up the wing room, frowned and held him in his hand, and wiped it carefully with a handkerchief: "This stove is not connected to the kang in the room, so it must be very cold to sleep at night, it can't be done without burning charcoal fire."

"Then we can only light a few more pots of charcoal fire," Shen Huan said to Qingzi, "When it gets dark, you hide from people and go to the sixth son who is the gatekeeper, and let him come to see me."

The sixth son is the gatekeeper, and from time to time he is assigned to run errands by the old man and wife of the family, and he is convenient for some things.

Qingzi nodded: "Yes, I guess the sixth son would not dare not to come, his sister is still a match made by you, and you have given him a lot of benefits on weekdays."

Shen Huan didn't answer this question, because he is now in a situation where the mud bodhisattva is crossing the river and he can't protect himself, he can't do anything to him if the sixth son doesn't come.

Therefore, he did not place all his hopes on Liu Zi.

While thinking, he rolled up his sleeves.

Shen Huan used a broom to sweep the thick dust off the stove, and then knocked off the spider webs on the stove.

Haruko and the nanny followed suit, and suddenly, Haruko screamed.

Shen Huan and Wu Shi were so frightened that they hurriedly looked over, Haruko turned pale, and jumped to Shen Huan's side: "Mouse, such a big mouse!"

Before she finished speaking, a mouse as long as half an arm slid along the corner of the wall and rushed to the feet of the three of them.

Haruko was so frightened that tears rolled in her eyes, she stomped on it with her feet, and yelled for Shen Huan to go.

Shen Huan couldn't help laughing, grabbed the broom and said to her, "Go and close the door, I beat it."

"?" Haruko opened her eyes stupidly.

"Mrs……"

Mrs. Wu has already closed the door: "My wife is a good hand at killing mice."

Shen Huan was already calling to them: "Qingzi, stand there and don't move, nanny, make some noise over there."

Holding the broom, he digs here and there, and the big mouse is driven around by him and can't get out.

Haruko almost stood up like a stick, she was terribly afraid of mice.

But the fact that his wife can beat mice almost made her forget her fear.

Shen Huan's hair was a little disheveled because of the running, and the hair held by the hairpin danced cutely with the running.

He slammed the broom against the corner of the wall, stepped on the head of the mouse with one foot, and grabbed the back of the mouse with the other hand. The big mouse squeaked in his hand, but it couldn't get out.

"I haven't caught it for many years, and I almost told you to run away."

He knew that Qingzi was afraid, so he went out with the mouse, tied its legs with cloth strips, and tied it to a stone according to the method of catching it.

Haruko dawdled over, "Ma'am... what about this thing?"

"Leave it here, dig a hole and bury it when it dies."

"Then why not kill him now?"

Mrs. Wu responded loudly in the kitchen: "Your wife is not afraid of life, but of death."

Shen Huan's face turned red.

He didn't regard himself as a woman, and felt that he should be braver than Haruko and Nanny.

Now this brave appearance was pierced by the nanny, and she muttered: "Such an interesting little thing, don't watch it for a while."

The nanny was also not polite: "Then you watch it a little longer, and when the slave is killed, you dig a hole and bury it."

Shen Huan pouted her mouth a little, walked into the kitchen, and continued cleaning with a broom.

At the age of 37, at an age when others can be grandparents, he can still act like a child.

However, it's not annoying at all.

Even, he had a strange feeling with himself.

Innocence and maturity live in harmony.

He is not a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little girl who knows nothing about human affairs, he knows what it feels like to be hugged.

He is an innocent and pure child, and also a monster that seduces people.

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The sky was getting dark, and there were no candles in the small Buddhist hall, only an oil lamp, and the oil in the lamp pot was only a small half.

Shen Huan sat on the stool and saw that the lamp flame was a bit long, so she took the scissors and cut it short.

So the flame of the lamp flickered to illuminate his face again.

Haruko came in with her six sons, and the six sons never slacked off the rules, saluted him and stood up.

Shen Huan straightened her waist: "How is your sister recently?"

"Mrs. Lao remembers that my sister is now working on the Zhuangzi, and she is more leisurely in the courtyard than before. When I went last time, she was already seven months pregnant. By the end of the year, the younger one will be able to be an uncle again."

Shen Huan was also happy when he said, "That's great."

"I remember that your sister has a round face with two dimples on her face. The child she gave birth to must be cute."

"Master and servant, you send this to your sister as a way of caring for the child in your stomach."

Shen Huan took off a bracelet on her wrist and asked Mrs. Wu to give it to the sixth son.

Liu Zi bent down: "My wife can't make it... You shouldn't take it so seriously."

"There's nothing right or wrong, it's fate when you meet it, this bracelet is worthless."

Seeing that he insisted on this, the six sons could only accept it.

There is nothing wrong with the things Shen Huan used. The bracelets are made of thin gold wires, and they are twisted into small bat shapes at the intersection, implying the blessings of the five blessings.

Shen Huan's tone was a little soft and authentic: "The newly born child is Lingqing, press it with a gold utensil, and it will grow fast and well."

"Really, it's you who helped me."

The six sons held the gold bracelet and their knees were like tofu cubes. They raised their heads and said anxiously: "How can the madam say such a thing, don't tell me to do something, if it kills me, it's nothing."

The oil lamp was very dark, and Shen Huan, who was sitting next to her, was bathed in the light, her porcelain-white skin seemed to be covered with a thin layer of warm color, like...

like what……

The sixth son had never read a book, so he couldn't figure it out.

His blushing and thick neck made Shen Huan a little amused: "It's your life."

"Now that I'm in this small Buddhist hall, I'm in short supply of food and supplies, as long as you buy me something and send it over."

"This is what I have on hand. You can pawn it at the pawnshop, and get the expenses from it."

Shen Huan took out the things she had prepared and asked Qingzi to give them to Liu Zi.

The six sons looked at the pair of hairpins inside and shook their heads like rattles: "You can't take the little one. You can exchange this for money, and you must do a good job for your wife."

Shen Huan looked at the gold bracelet in his hand: "That's for your nephew and niece, not here."

The six sons were in a daze, and could only nod their heads.

Shen Huan then asked Mrs. Wu to tell him what things he needed to buy, and told him again and again that now everyone in the house knew that he was in the Small Buddha Hall, and Chen Fangyue had issued such an order again, and he must not let a third person know about these things, so as not to cause trouble upper body.

Liu Zi said that he understands that he will definitely handle things properly.

The six sons often ran up and down the mansion, and walked back to the servant's room where they lived.

Everyone in the room with him was snoring loudly. He was lying in the quilt, thinking about what to buy tomorrow, and how to send it to the small Buddhist hall without anyone noticing.

And the gold bracelet and the pair of hairpins were covered warmly at the place closest to his body.

Suddenly, Qin Da, who was sleeping next to him, kicked him: "You boy dreamed of a big girl, and you got on your legs."

He also found that his body was cold, and without turning his head, he opened his mouth and said, "Go over there, it's cold when you come back from the toilet, you'll freeze to death."

The six sons blushed and shrank aside: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother Chen, you sleep."

Early the next morning, before dawn, the six sons ran to the pawnshop and pawned the pair of hairpins, and got 120 seven taels of silver.

The shopkeeper of the pawn shop saw his immature face, and didn't ask him where he got this thing from.

There are many high-ranking officials and nobles in Shengjing, and even more defeated nobles who can't make it through. There are all kinds of people who come here as things.

The left and right entered the pawnshop, and they were all customers, only recognizing things but not people.

Immediately asked the six sons: "How to get this silver?"

The six sons said: "Take 50 taels of silver bills, and take two 20 taels, one of [-] taels, and the rest in cash."

"Okay, thanks for your patronage, please take the bank note. This is 27 taels of silver."

The six sons took the banknotes and the money, and plunged into the shop selling things.