Chapter 50 I like it very much
Pear Garden.
Mother Cheng and Yi Cui are making rice dumplings.
There are candied dates rice dumplings, sweet-scented osmanthus and red bean rice dumplings, both of which are sweet, and Cheng’s mother went to adjust the salty taro rice dumplings.
Cheng Gui was making glutinous rice cakes against the stone mortar. This is physical work, he doesn't like to talk, but he is extremely capable in doing things.
Shen Weiyun's married mother and son came to Shengjing together for nothing more than two points. Cheng's mother is calm and steady, and her son Chenggui is a pure and honest person.
Mother Cheng and Yicui worked together to cook the rice dumplings. During this period, Yicui came out.
"Aunt Wang's family sent vegetarian dumplings, and sister-in-law Zhang's family sent candied fruit. Each family also brought home-made snacks. Fengzhou also has this custom. Madam, do you want to send some rice dumplings?"
"Send it, door by door."
Yi Cui should go down.
Hesitated for a while, then whispered in Shen Hua's ear: "This morning, the servant saw Cheng's mother crying."
Shen Hua raised her head suddenly, and frowned: "Who bullied her?"
"Naturally not. It's just that when Aunt Wang came, she asked Chenggui's father very casually. At first, Cheng's mother was fine, but her eyes turned red when she was behind her back, and she insisted that the wind was blinding her. "
Shen Hua frowned. Disgust flashed across his eyes.
"After this matter, don't talk to Cheng's mother."
Yi Cui didn't know, but she knew it well. At that time, Shen Wei had to know the details of these people when she bought people from the prostitute.
Ordinary people are willing to be slaves if they are not desperate?
Cheng’s mother was born well when she was young, and she was strong enough to work. All the women in the countryside want her to be their daughter-in-law. In the end, he took advantage of the sweet-talking father.
At first, the days were happy.
When Cheng Gui was four years old, Cheng's father was coaxed around by a woman who was in the secret skin business, and he was also confused, so he came in to welcome the pregnant whore.
He did not hesitate to divorce his legitimate wife, and even his son. Ruthlessly sold it to the toothmaid.
Bought their matchmaker, saw orphans and widows, and looked down on heartless people the most. In the end, he still has a bit of conscience, and he didn't sell the two separately, which caused the separation of flesh and blood.
A few years later, the father-in-law will take the mother and son back again.
Just because the prostitute kept entangled with her former benefactor behind his back, but the son she gave birth to grew up and looked less like him.
Cheng's mother scolded him bloody. Although she was a slave, she was lucky. Shen Wei's previous master was a generous person.
If it wasn’t for offending Master Qingtian later, the whole family went to jail, and Cheng’s mother was not free, she probably wouldn’t be betrayed again...
Speaking of a bereaved father, how can he not complain?
Shen Hua picked at the charcoal ash that had just burned out and was still steaming on the soles of her feet. She buried chestnuts and sweet potatoes in it.
It smells sweet, and it is probably cooked.
She first used a long thin stick to pick out a few chestnuts with blackened skin and rolled them in the snow. After they were not so hot, she put down her hands to cover them, and finally picked them up with a handkerchief.
One hot and one cold, the chestnuts quickly dyed the veil into black cloth.
Zongzi is cooked. Cheng's mother was skillful and used six mats in bundles. Lifted it out the door.
Shen Hua watched her knock on the door one by one.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, try the zongzi made by myself?"
Sister-in-law Zhang smiled: "Hey, this rice dumpling is so delicious. It looks delicious. Then I won't be polite."
Sister-in-law Liu: "My kid has already smelled it. This year, there are too many things to do, so I don't have time to do it. I'm just thinking about asking for it with a shy face."
The last one is Mrs. Wang.
She put away the rice dumplings, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Shen Wei leaning against the door.
"Why is Mrs. Shen blowing outside again?"
Shen Hua bent her lips and smiled: "It's not a doll made of water, it will come when the wind blows."
As soon as the voice fell, a scream was heard not far away.
Sister-in-law Wang turned pale on the spot, and after a short while, Sister-in-law Zhang, the closest to the Liyuan, opened the door again.
Sister-in-law Wang was warm-hearted, and hurriedly strode towards Yan's house: "This... Yan's house is noisy again? He beats women when he is drunk. Last time, sister-in-law Yan's head was bleeding. Don't cause trouble this time."
This day will go on fooling around.
A wife does not become a wife, and a mother does not become a mother.
Shen Hua slowly moved over.
"Who said it wasn't? The last time Yan Xiong was tired from beating up, Uncle Yan went back. Last time, I saw this old man hugging Sister-in-law Yan, so coaxing. Now he must have run away again. In an alley, the Dirty and dirty, you can't even look up, it's very unlucky."
The two belittled one sentence after another.
Shen Hua moved past them.
"Miss Shen, where are you going?"
Shen Wei smiled slightly: "Just walk around."
"Lady."
Cheng's mother hurriedly stopped him. She didn't persuade, just said.
"Chestnuts and sweet potatoes don't taste good when they're cold."
Shen Hua stretched her neck in disappointment and looked in the direction of Yan's house. She watched Aunt Wang knocking on the door.
"Brother Yan, Brother Yan."
The next moment she felt cold again, she quickly shrank back, and could only walk back pretending to be cold and elegant.
Go back to the chair and sit down again.
not long.
"My lady, there are people from Lord Hou's side."
Ningzhu walked with a strange face.
The one who came was Jixin.
She was about to come to Jiqing, and immediately blessed her body: "Miss Shen, my little one is giving you a New Year's gift by order of the Lord."
"I can't get away these days, but I miss my wife very much. No, I specially found three sets of Mr. Fan Cheng's calligraphy and paintings that are hard to find in the market."
That is Xin smiled: "The little one also wished you a New Year's greeting in advance."
Shen Hua was struggling to peel chestnuts. One is not secure. The fleshy chestnut fell from his hands and rolled on the ground a few more times.
Hearing this, she didn't bother to pick it up. Just looked up at Jixin.
Her hands were black, and even her face was covered with soot. Like a competitive cat.
Shen Wei is thirsty for knowledge: "Who is Mr. Fan Cheng?"
Jie Xin was taken aback.
Shen Hua maintained a smile: "Although I don't know him, I like it very much."
Even Xin would believe it.
Shen Hua looked at her a few times and got up.
"wait."
As she spoke, she wrapped herself into a ball and strenuously headed for the house. After walking a few steps, she turned her head and hugged the box in Ji Xin's arms most naturally. It was like asking Ningzhu casually.
"How's it going outside?"
"Miss, there is no movement."
The box is not heavy, so it doesn't take much effort for her to hold it. Shen Hua replied thoughtfully. back to the house.
When she came out again, the box was gone, and she was holding a red wedding bag in her hand. The long tie hangs on the curved index finger, which flickers as she walks.
Shen Wei stood still in front of Jixin.
"I didn't prepare in advance either."
"This is a gift in return. Please give it to benefactor."
Jiexin has a weird expression.
If Shen Hua didn't say it was a gift in return, she would almost have thought it was a red envelope from the elders.
"...Yes, the small ones will be delivered."
Yangyang: Brother Yun, I wrapped you a big red envelope!
(end of this chapter)