Liyuan.
Mother Cheng and Yicui are making rice dumplings.
There are candied date rice dumplings and sweet-scented osmanthus red bean rice dumplings, both of which are sweet. Cheng’s mother also prepared salty taro rice dumplings.
Cheng Gui was beating glutinous rice cakes in the stone mortar. This was a physical job. He didn't like to talk, but he was very capable in doing things.
Shen Huayun's mother and son came to Shengjing together for two reasons. Cheng's mother is calm and steady, and her son Cheng Gui is an extremely honest person.
Cheng's mother and Yicui worked together to cook the rice dumplings. During this time, Yicui came out.
"Aunt Wang brought vegetarian dumplings, and sister-in-law Zhang brought candied fruits. Each family also brought some homemade snacks to the door. Fengzhou also has this custom. Madam, would you like to send some rice dumplings?"
"Send it to your house."
Relying on the greenery, I responded.
After hesitating for a moment, he whispered in Shen Hua's ear: "This morning, I saw Mother Cheng crying."
Shen Hua suddenly raised her head and frowned: "Who bullied her?"
"Of course not. It's just that when Aunt Wang came, she casually asked Cheng Gui's father. Cheng Gui's mother was fine at first, but her eyes turned red when she was carrying someone behind her back. She even insisted that Feng Da was confused. "
Shen Hua frowned. Disgust flashed in her eyes.
"Don't be a mother again after this."
Yicui didn't know it, but she knew it. When she bought people from Ya Po, Shen Hua naturally had to know the details of these people. Ya Po wanted to do the job well and revealed everything she knew.
How can ordinary people be willing to be slaves unless they are desperate?
When Cheng's mother was young, she was born well and was strong enough to work. Every woman in the countryside wanted her to be their daughter-in-law. But in the end, the sweet-talking Cheng's father got the advantage.
At first, the days were pretty happy.
When Cheng Gui was four years old, Cheng's father was coaxed around by a woman who was in the secret sex business. He was also confused and wanted to welcome the pregnant prostitute into the house.
He did not hesitate to divorce his serious wife, and even gave up his son. He ruthlessly sold her to Yapo together.
The mother-in-law who bought them saw orphans and widowers, and despised heartless people the most. After all, she had some conscience and did not sell the two of them separately, causing them to be separated from each other.
A few years later, the father would take mother and son back again.
Just because the prostitute was still entangled with her former patron behind his back, and the son she gave birth to became less and less like him.
Cheng's mother scolded him so much that although she was a slave, she was lucky because Shen Hua's previous master was a generous person.
If I hadn't offended Master Qingtian later and sent my family to jail, and my mother-in-law was not free, she probably wouldn't have been sold again...
How can we not complain when we talk about a father who has lost his conscience?
Shen Hua pulled out the steaming charcoal ash at the bottom of her feet. She buried chestnuts and sweet potatoes in it.
It smells sweet and is probably cooked.
She first used a long thin stick to pick out a few chestnuts with burnt skin, rolled them around in the snow, and when they were no longer so hot, she put her hand down to cover them, and finally picked them up with a handkerchief.
Between the heat and the cold, Li Zi quickly dyed the handkerchief into black cloth.
The rice dumplings were also cooked. Cheng's mother was clever and she bundled six of them with straw mats and carried them out the door.
Shen Hua watched her knock on the door one by one.
"Sister-in-law Zhang, please try the rice dumplings you made yourself."
Sister-in-law Zhang smiled: "Oh, these rice dumplings are so juicy and delicious. I won't be polite."
Sister-in-law Liu: "My boy has smelled it for a long time. There are too many things this year and there is no time to do this. I was just thinking about asking for it with a shameful face."
The last one is Mrs. Wang.
She put away the rice dumplings, and out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Shen Hua leaning at the door.
"Mrs. Shen, why are you out blowing the wind again?"
Shen Hua curved her lips and smiled: "It's not like a doll made of water. It will come when the wind blows."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a scream not far away.
Sister-in-law Wang turned pale on the spot. Not long after, Sister-in-law Liu and Sister-in-law Zhang, who was closest to the opera house, opened the door again.
Sister-in-law Wang was warm-hearted and quickly strode towards the Yan family: "What...the Yan family is having a quarrel again? When you get drunk, you beat a woman. Last time, Sister-in-law Yan was bleeding. Don't let anyone die this time."
However, Sister-in-law Liu did not want to get involved and spat: "She deserves it. She stole a man and stole it from her father-in-law. Yan Xiong had long wanted to send her to the pond, but Mr. Yan was so distressed that he couldn't let her go. No wonder Yan Xiong was drunk. Sister-in-law Yan will inevitably be beaten."
This day goes on in a fool's errand.
A wife cannot become a wife, and a mother cannot become a mother.
Shen Hua slowly moved over.
"Who says it's not the case? Uncle Yan went back after Yan Xiong was tired and took a rest last time. Last time I saw this old man hugging Sister Yan and coaxing her. Now she must have disappeared again. In an alley, again It's very unlucky to look down and not look up when you're dirty and dirty."
The two of them made belittling remarks one after another.
Shen Hua moved past them.
"Ms. Shen, where are you going?"
Shen Hua smiled slightly: "Just walk around."
"Lady."
Cheng's mother quickly stopped him. She didn't persuade him, she just said.
"Chestnuts and sweet potatoes won't taste good if they're cooled down."
Shen Hua stretched her neck in disappointment and looked in the direction of Yan's house. She saw Mrs. Wang knocking on the door.
"Brother Yan, Brother Yan."
The next moment she felt cold again, so she quickly shrank away again, and could only walk back pretending to be cold and dignified.
He sat down on the stool again.
Not long after.
"Madam, someone is here from the Marquis."
Ningzhu came over with a strange face.
What comes is Jixin.
She said, "Ms. Shen, I'm going to give you a New Year's gift at my command."
"I can't get away from myself 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 on the market."
Ji Xin smiled: "I wish you a happy New Year in advance, Madam."
Shen Hua was peeling chestnuts with great effort. She couldn't hold one firmly. The fleshy chestnut fell from her hand and rolled several times on the ground.
Hearing this, she didn't bother to pick it up. She just raised her head to look at Jixin.
Her hands were dark, and even her face was stained with charcoal dust. She looked like a competing cat.
Shen Hua was thirsty for knowledge: "Who is Mr. Fan Cheng?"
Ji Xin was stunned.
Shen Hua kept smiling: "Although I don't know him, I like him very much."
Even Xin will believe it.
Shen Hua looked at her for a few moments and stood up.
"wait."
With that said, she rolled herself into a ball and walked towards the house with great effort. After walking a few steps, she turned around and hugged the box in Jixin's arms as naturally as if she was asking Ningzhu casually.
"How's it going out there?"
"Madam, there is no movement anymore."
The box was not heavy, so it was not difficult for her to hold it. Shen Hua responded thoughtfully and went 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 lace hung on her curved index finger, swaying as she walked.
Shen Hua stood still in front of Jixin.
"I didn't prepare in advance either."
"This is a return gift. Please give it to your benefactor."
Ji Xin had a strange expression.
If Shen Hua hadn't said it was a return gift, she would have almost thought it was a red envelope given to me by an elder.
"...Yes, the little one will definitely be delivered."
Yangyang: Brother Yun, I’ve given you a big red envelope!
Chapter completed!