37 years old, I became a harem concubine

A cage of cypress trees had already been lit in front of the mansion. Mrs. Wu threw Shen Huan's white cloak and the twine around their waists into the fire, and then walked by.

This is their rule here, to cut off the dead's thought of the living, so as not to be talked about by the dead when the yang energy is low and the yin energy is heavy.

As soon as Chen Fangyue's funeral was over, the mansion fell silent.

In the first few days, Shen Huan's throat was swollen because of crying too much, so she could only drink some hot and detoxifying soup, and finally recovered, so she quickly took the money and took Wu Shi and Qingzi to go out to eat delicious food of.

As soon as he walked to the gate of the Chen Mansion, he bumped into the woman next to Mrs. Lu, and behind him was the Taoist priest in gray and blue Taoist robes.

Seeing him, the woman stepped aside and saluted: "Greetings to the old lady."

Shen Huan had no friendship with Sanfang, so she nodded slightly and left.

Because of her childhood, Qingzi didn't have a good impression of Taoist priests or mages. She curled her lips and said, "The third grandma is either looking for monks or Taoist priests these days. According to slaves, it's better to look for a doctor."

The entire mansion knew about Lu's poor health, and she had never seen her looking for such things in previous years.

"Perhaps it's useless to see a doctor, please feel at ease." Shen Huan thought of something, and asked Qingzi, "Did she find someone to do things at that time last night?"

"When?"

"About Chou Mo, I was in a deep sleep, and in a trance, I heard voices outside, like the sound of people talking, and it seemed like someone was walking around outside."

"No," Haruko scratched her head, "I slept through the night last night and didn't hear a single sound."

"The old slave didn't hear it either. I haven't slept so well for a long time, and I haven't woken up at night..." Wu suddenly stopped talking, and finally found the strange feeling that he had felt since waking up today.

Yes, she didn't get up last night.

Wu Shi is getting old, she wakes up twice every night, but last night she slept so deeply that she didn't get up once.

At first she thought it was just a coincidence, but Haruko also said that she slept soundly...

"What's wrong?" Shen Huan asked.

Wu said solemnly: "Madam, let's be more careful tonight, lest someone stare at Minghui Hall with evil intentions."

Shen Huan didn't react at first, and quickly said: "You mean, the voice I heard last night was..."

"It's almost inseparable. Qingzi and I slept so hard, it must have been tampered with. This servant and Qingzi will sleep with you tonight."

Shen Huan nodded: "Just as you said, let's see who is playing tricks tonight."

The good mood of going out was ruined, and Shen Huan took Qingzi and Wu to find a place to eat.

When passing by a grain store, Shen Huan suddenly remembered: "Before we said we were going to build a porridge shed outside the city, we were too busy to delay it, why don't we do it today."

The end of the year is approaching, so it is time to accumulate some merit for yourself.

The shopkeeper, who was fiddling with the abacus, saw someone coming, and rushed to greet him: "What does this lady want to buy, our grain store has all the goods, and if there is not, I will find it for you."

She was the woman holding the snow that Shen Huan and the others had seen that time, and Shen Huan had a deep impression of that lovely child.

Shen Huan looked at the piles of food in the store: "What kind of rice is there in the store, and what is the price of rice?"

Hearing his tone, the woman knew that this business was not small, so she took Shen Huan to the bag of rice closest to them: "This is the new rice of this year. Because the rice grains are slightly pink, it is also called peach blossom rice. It tastes good." It's sweet."

Shen Huan quickly waved her hand: "I bought it to set up a porridge, and I can't buy too much of such good rice."

"It turns out that Madam bought it to do good deeds," the woman had a clue in her mind, and led them to the back, grabbed a handful of rice from a bag and handed it to Shen Huan, "This is the ordinary rice from the year before last." , except that it is a little broken and the taste is not very good, everything else is fine."

"Madam, if you want, you can get two dollars per bucket."

One bucket is four liters, which is enough for a family of five for three to five days.

Shen Huan personally grabbed the rice out of the bag and took a look. After smelling that there was no musty smell, she nodded: "How much of this kind of rice do you have here?"

"The last two years have been good, and there have been a lot of food sellers. There are about two hundred loads of old rice shops like this."

"So much?" One load is ten buckets, two thousand loads of old rice, didn't it drag down the shop?

Seeing what he was thinking, the woman said: "My lady doesn't know something. Although we don't lack rice here, other places do. Those ordinary people can't afford good rice, so they can only buy such inferior rice. Just be careful not to let the rice get wet, and you can make more money than good rice."

"It turns out that there is such a doorway inside." Shen Huan understood, and said to the woman, "I want the two hundred tans of old rice, and when I go back to find someone to discuss the process of distributing the porridge, I will ask someone to fetch it."

"If Madam can trust me, the shop can send someone to do the porridge, and you can send someone to watch over it."

"How much silver?"

"Madam's several hundred tans of rice money has been paid out, and the shop will send out some manpower, which is not worth anything."

"That's good, I'll go back later and ask the servant girl to bring the money, and you can talk to her carefully about the matter."

When I came out, I didn't think about buying rice, so I had a few broken pieces of silver and two small gold ingots in my purse, so I had to go back and get them before sending them back.

The woman nodded: "Madam, don't worry, the food from the shop will never be short of a catty."

The woman was talking to Shen Huan, when a white and soft little man ran out rubbing his eyes, he was not afraid of Shen Huan and the three of them being strangers, hugging the woman's leg and shouting childishly: "Auntie" , and then raised his head and talked to the woman, "Mother, Dudu is hungry and wants to eat meat."

"You are fat, you can't eat meat." The woman picked him up.

The little man pressed his face seriously: "I'm not fat anymore."

Shen Huan's eyes were shining brightly.

The woman said apologetically to him: "I'm really sorry, there is no one at home, so I can only hug him and talk to you."

"It's okay," Shen Huan waved her hands and asked the woman eagerly, "Can I hug him?"

Shen Huan had never seen such a small group around her. Chen Miaoyi was already seven or eight years old when she was raised under his knees, and she would not say anything or do anything in front of him.

The great-grandchildren in the family are also taken care of by their own mothers, and they don't see each other once in ten days and a half months, except when they come to pay his respects.

Seeing this little dumpling is simply itchy.

The old lady didn't expect this beautiful lady to make such a request, she lowered her head and said to the son in her arms: "Auntie wants to hug you, okay?"

Xiaotuanzi's big black eyes looked over from the woman's side, and he opened his hands like lotus joints: "Auntie wants to hug gently, Tongtong is afraid of pain."

Shen Huan was so cute that she almost fainted, she carefully took him into her hands, the child was really soft, like holding a ball of cotton.

He lowered his head and asked Xiaotuanzi: "Your name is Tongtong, who gave you the name."

"My mother married me," Tongtong's soft face moved because of the movement of speaking, he suddenly looked at Shen Huan, and jumped out word by word, "Auntie is just like my mother, look good, Tongtong It's also pretty!"

"You boy, my aunt is much prettier than your mother. You know what looks good or not."

The woman teased her son, and said to Shen Huan, "Madam is so beautiful, she should give birth to a daughter. Erlang, who has already proposed to marry, can go from Shengjing to Jiangnan."

Shen Huan held Tongtong's hand for a while, lowered her head and continued to tease him.

After playing for a while, he returned Tongtong to the shopkeeper, and the three master and servant walked out of the grain shop breathing heavily.

Wu looked at him and said, "Madam, don't take that woman's words to heart."

"I didn't take it to heart, I'm not a woman, how can I really have a baby."

When he was just born, his parents took him to visit several famous doctors, and two of the three said that it was not easy for him to survive in such a body.

Because there were people like this in the past, either they were ugly and deformed, or as they grew older, they were tossed by the yin and yang qi in their bodies that did not give in to each other, and their lives were not long.

He is a relatively complete monster among these monsters in the eyes of outsiders. Apart from taking old doctor Su's prescriptions on time over the years, his body is a little weak, so there is nothing serious about him.

As for the offspring, it is purely whimsical.

Besides, who wants a child born from his body, Chen Fangyue watched him take Bizitang every day at that time.

He didn't give up until it was confirmed that he could not conceive.

A gust of cold wind blew, Shen Huan shivered, and said to the two: "Let's go eat mutton pot to warm up."

"Okay, okay, I haven't eaten a meal of mutton this year. I heard from people in the house that there is a new restaurant selling mutton pots. It smells so good, let's go there and eat." Qingzi was eager to try .

"The old slave can follow his wife, whatever."

"Then let's go, let's come again after it's delicious!" Shen Huan took the lead and took a few steps forward.

After a meal of mutton pot, the three masters and servants were struggling like something, and walked back slowly. As soon as they reached the gate of the Chen Mansion, they saw a big pool of blood in the corner, frozen with the snow .

Shen Huan asked the concierge: "Who made it here?"

As Jia Shi was exiled, the people she placed were slowly replaced, and the six sons returned to their old positions.

He ran back and forth, "It's a Taoist priest invited by Second Grandma, who said that there are evil spirits in the mansion, and they are exorcising evil spirits."

Before he finished speaking, the Taoist priest Shen Huan and the others met when they went out held a rusty copper bell, and walked out of the threshold stepping on gossip steps pretending to be a ghost.

He didn't know what he rubbed on his body, and his nose was very sharp, Shen Huan covered her mouth and nose and stepped back.

Who knew that the Taoist priest didn't know what to do, and he circled around Shen Huan muttering words.

What Qingzi dislikes the most are Taoist priests and mages who cheat food and drink. They slapped the Taoist priest's hand shaking the copper bell with a black face: "Take your dirty paws away, what are you still standing there for, bring them back quickly!" Go to Congyunyuan."

The servants who were named by Qingzi said: "Miss Qingzi, he was invited back by the third grandma, and the younger ones are still under his orders."

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