37 years old, I became a harem concubine

Qingzi kept responding from the side: "Second madam is right, the small Buddhist hall is quiet, but it's too remote, if something happens, no one will help."

"Ma'am... I know you have obstacles, but nothing is as important as life."

"Where there is life, there is hope."

Yan Shi nodded, and looked at Shen Huan earnestly: "Yes, madam, it's not a long-term plan for you to live here."

After the fear just now, Shen Huan was fine: "The man was able to deliver the medicine to my mouth, but he only used the drug, which means that he didn't want my life. He also killed Mrs. Hong and Chun Equinox one after another. It is possible to implicate the person who has clues, but it has revealed that this person is very afraid that nothing will happen to me and I will pursue him."

"So, I'm safe for now."

"What's more, since he can put medicine in the fasting meal without anyone noticing, it's hard to guarantee that he won't repeat the same trick. In this three-acre land, at least three meals a day can be guaranteed to go through our own hands."

Shen Huan spoke clearly and logically, and Yan Shi was a little persuaded by him.

But Haruko was still a little worried and wanted to persuade him.

Shen Huan picked up the hot water on the table and refilled a cup of tea for herself: "It's getting late, Yan Shi, go back quickly, it will be dark in a few days."

Yan Shi glanced outside, and sure enough, the sky had already been stained gray and black.

She has poor eyesight and came here secretly, but she dared not return openly with a lantern.

So she got up and bid farewell to Shen Huan: "The daughter-in-law will leave first, and you can use the things you brought first. If you need anything, let Qingzi go to me, and I will bring it to you."

"Go ahead, just let go of the matter of the spring equinox, take some money and send her family away, buy a coffin and bury her."

"My daughter-in-law knows."

After saying these few words, the sky looked a little darker, Yan Shi pulled up the jacket on his body, and walked out of the small Buddhist hall with a few big strides.

Mrs. Wu poured out the tea that Mrs. Yan drank on the table, and said to Shen Huan: "Among the three wives, only the second wife is a bit filial. Relying on my natal family's foundation, I look up at people."

"And that Auntie Zhou, I don't know what she's up to."

Qingzi was full of doubts: "It's not bad to see Aunt Zhou, servant girl. I can visit my wife with the second wife. I made such a good pair of shoes."

Mrs. Wu smiled: "Little girl, you see few people and experience few things. I don't know this person. What you do and what you think in your heart can be different."

"Think about it carefully, what is her identity when she first entered the Chen's mansion, a maid who came out of the palace, and was forced by her brother and sister-in-law to marry an old man when she was about to marry. Not long after she came to the mansion, she became the master of the old man. Auntie, she even put the shrewd old lady aside, crossed the bright road from the master, and became a serious auntie."

"Although the Eldest Master is useless, he is still Shang Shu's son. From now on, the family business will belong to him, which is no better than marrying an old man buried up to his neck in the loess."

It's not that Mrs. Wu wants to think too much, it's because Aunt Zhou came here out of nowhere.

There are so many masters in the mansion, they all avoid the small Buddhist hall for fear, only the second wife came quietly.

But she came.

Haruko still thinks that Aunt Zhou is good: "I'm afraid you are thinking too much, auntie. I don't think Aunt Zhou can give so much attention."

"Whether it will be born or not, we will know later." Mrs. Wu stopped talking, and after putting the teacup away, she asked Shen Huan, "What would Madam want to eat tonight?"

Shen Huan touched the wall of the teacup: "There are still a few radishes, let's make radish cakes, cut them into shreds, marinate them in salt water, soak them in water, then beat two eggs and fry them in a pan to make them softer and tender. "

"Stop eating?"

"My stomach has been a little suffocated for the past two days, and I can eat radishes."

"Okay, then the servant will go to the kitchen, Qingzi, look at your wife."

"Okay ma'am." Haruko put the oil lamp in a higher place to make the room brighter.

After a while, Mrs. Wu came with a plate of egg pancakes with shredded radish and a small plate of freshly pickled spicy vegetables.

Then he turned around and brought a bowl of fried vegetables and two bowls of rice, calling them to eat.

After eating, Haruko cleaned up the dishes and Mrs. Wu made the bed.

There is only one bed in the wing room, which can sleep three people just now. At the beginning, Wu and Qingzi disagreed when they said they slept together, and kept talking about the difference between master and servant.

It was Shen Huan who said that she slept cold alone, and the three of them could huddle together to keep warm, so they nodded.

"It's alright if you don't blow the wind, but if you blow it, you'll be dead cold." Haruko, who went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, rubbed her hands and opened the door to come in. The wind that leaked in made the lamp flame flicker.

She hurriedly closed the door: "Madam, I'll fix the window tomorrow. It just so happens that the table in the Buddhist hall is really unusable, and the wooden board can be used."

"Okay." Shen Huan also felt that the window wouldn't work if it wasn't repaired, and now it can still support the roof. If it gets colder, the inside of the house will definitely be the same as the outside, and it won't be cold to death.

Shen Huan took off her clothes by herself and lay down in the middle, the nanny lay in the innermost, and Qingzi lay in the outside.

The two of them are still not used to it, try to give him as much space as possible.

Shen Huan muttered: "Nurse, you and Qingzi are working on one side, I can't touch the quilt in the middle, the wind is pouring in, it's cold."

His tone was lazy and soft, clearly trying to get the two of them closer.

The nanny was next to him first, and Haruko slowly leaned closer, and now he was finally warm.

With his face pressed against the pillow, he whispered, "Fortunately, I'm not a man, otherwise, how would this bed be divided?"

Shen Huan never thought of herself as a man, and of course, she didn't think of herself as a woman either.

He was like a freak stuck in the middle of these two lines, and it didn't go either way.

When he was young, he used to be surprised, complained, and also terrified because of this body that he was going to marry Chen Fangyue, but after so many years, he gradually looked away.

It doesn't matter if it's not a man, it doesn't matter if it's not a woman, anyway, after a hundred years, it will be a pair of dead bones, buried in the ground and let bugs eat, it doesn't matter what it is.

As long as you live comfortably, that's fine.

Qingzi blushed, and became more courageous: "If your wife is a man, thousands of women in the world will be vying to warm your bed, and it's no longer the servant's turn."

Shen Huan put her hands under her face: "I don't want thousands, I only want one."

The three master and servant chatted for a while, and soon fell asleep as soon as the heat came up.

But after sleeping until midnight, Shen Huan was woken up. He looked at the nanny and Qingzi who were busy in the house, propped himself up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Madam awake?"

"Cover the quilt quickly, don't catch a cold."

It was only then that Shen Huan realized that the outside of the house was a little bright, and the howling wind blew flakes of snowflakes in through the gaps in the broken windows. The residual heat from the quilt was quickly taken away, and he shivered violently: "Why did the snow come so early this year?" .”

"I'm afraid it will be difficult, so I need to buy more charcoal fire."

While talking to him, Haruko and Wu shi lit a charcoal fire. After burning, they covered it with a thick layer of charcoal powder, which ensured that the charcoal fire would not burn so fast and would not go out. Finally, the room was not so cold.

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The snow did not stop all night.

Yan Shi was timid, afraid of killing the unknown murderer of Chun Equinox, so he couldn't sleep well at night.

Woke up and saw the thick pile of snow outside, and patted her husband Chen Shi's plump arm: "This year is really crazy, it snowed so early, I went to my wife's place yesterday, she doesn't need anything, Everything is broken, this kind of weather must be difficult, you go to the master and talk about it, even if you repair the house, you can do it."

Chen Shi was sleeping soundly, and when he was woken up, the boss was impatient, and said in a low voice, "I want to go to you, I don't know your master, I am most afraid of the old man, when he saw me, I didn't know what to say."

"Besides, why are you meddling in the matter between the old lady and the master? Don't cause trouble for yourself. "

As he spoke, he pulled up the quilt to cover his head, and snored like thunder.

Yan Shi kicked over and pulled the quilt off his face. Chen Shi was so cold that he opened his eyes wide: "You tiger mother-in-law want your master's life!"

Yan Shi was not afraid of him, so she squeezed his waist fiercely: "You must not forget how the old lady has treated us for so many years, just like your elder brother, sister-in-law, third brother and third younger sister. If you are a little deaf and dumb, you can still grow such a fat body?"

"Yes, the two of us are worthless, but whether we do it or not is another matter. Get up and go to the master."

Chen Shi was kicked and pinched again, but his chubby face was still pale.

Obediently got up, dressed and put on shoes, at the end he suddenly bent down and took a sip on Yan Shi's face who was a circle younger than him: "Your master knows good and bad, although he is afraid—"

He pulled his belt around his dangling belly: "But I will listen to what Madam says."

"You sleep a little longer, I'll go after breakfast."

Before he finished speaking, he popped out of the inner room like Da Yuanzi.

Yan Shi, who was kissed on the face, touched his face, sat on the bed and muttered: "I'm not serious."

But she still felt good in her heart, and the corners of her mouth were still curled up when she lay down.

So that's why she couldn't stop Chen Shi from carrying people in for the sake of her son. She really likes Chen Shi.

She also knew that Chen Shi didn't really like her at that time. After all, she was average-looking and her family was in a small business. If it wasn't for the fact that the Chen family couldn't make it through at that time, Chen Shi wouldn't have married her.

She also knew that her original mother-in-law had asked Chen Shi if she wanted to divorce her and remarry a woman who was worthy of him after she found out that Mrs. Chen was an official in high school.

Chen Shi didn't nod, and told his mother that he would be responsible for her.

So she respected Chen Shi, loved Chen Shi, would blame herself for not being able to give him a son, and would hate those women who were brought in by him. In the end, Yan Shi chose not to watch or listen.

Yan Shi is illiterate, she only knows that there are some things, if you think about it, it will pass.

It's that dead ghost, who is not ashamed at such an old age!

"Ah sneeze!"

On the way to find the old man, Chen Shi suddenly sneezed loudly and almost rolled to the ground.

The boy was holding up the big umbrella in a useless manner, and took out the handkerchief from his arms: "Master, wipe it off."

Chen Shi squeezed the handkerchief that was a pocket money in his hand: "On this day, your grandpa is paid to work by your grandma. It's really hard to serve you."