After giving up Baiyueguang: I found that my husband had turned black

Chapter 3 Fire
It's just that I didn't eat much yesterday, and I was hungry.

Even if An Hongshao could pretend not to be hungry, her mother, Li Shi, would still hear the sounds in her stomach from time to time.

An Hongshao thought for a moment, and finally let Dongqing go to the kitchen to order food.

This courtyard was not where An Hongshao used to live, because his grandfather was reinstated as an official, and his grandmother specially arranged to live in the courtyard of the big house owner, with his mother at the front and her at the back.

It's just that there have been a lot of things recently, my grandfather has returned to Beijing, and he has the royal family as a matchmaker. No need for outsiders to mention it. Of course, my mother can't be a concubine, so my grandmother is in charge. I only say that my mother has been obedient and cautious these years, and she is pregnant with an only daughter. Only then did she become his wife.

Naturally, it is extremely difficult for the concubine family to raise a wife. It is necessary to have no objection from the elders, so that the ancestral hall can be entered into the genealogy, and family banquets are held.

In addition, although An's family has to be granted the baron's mansion, it is said to be a title, but in the end it was exchanged with the father's life. Enabled, every day eats in the big kitchen.

But looking at the time, it wouldn't be embarrassing to order porridge and rice porridge in advance. The big kitchen should be ready there too.

Dongqing opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

Dongqing walked quickly, and before An Hongshao waited long, the curtain was lifted. Dongqing put the food box on the table with a smile on her face, and brought out a plate of pastries from it, "The porridge is almost ready, Pad your belly first, and the servants will go to remind you later."

Hearing what Dongqing said, An Hongshao didn't think much about it.After all, it was late in the morning, and it was not a big deal if the kitchen was closed for a quarter of an hour at night.

However, An Hongshao couldn't help frowning as soon as she put the pastry in her mouth.

If she hadn't been able to eat it in the past, but after five years in Lian's family, her mouth was poisoned.

This pastry is stale and has been out for at least three days.

At this moment, the big house of the An family can't compare with the Lian family, even if it's the leftovers from yesterday, An Hongshao doesn't care.

Nine times out of ten, the cooks kept these things for themselves. After all, the mother had already been promoted as the main wife, so they shouldn't make things too difficult for the first house, but taking this pastry was like sending off a beggar.

Thinking about it, An Hongshao suddenly laughed. In the past, she only cared about Pan Zeyu, but she never felt sorry for herself or her mother.

An Hongshao put down the pastry, wiped the crumbs off her fingers, "Let's put it up front and feed it to the dog."

This baron's mansion is the foundation laid down by his father, and he is now a prostitute, so why should he be so idle?
In the past, there was no serious master in the big house, and the aunt was in charge of the inside and outside of the house. Now that the big house has people, how can it be their turn to continue to waste people here?

In the last life, An Hongshao was not a person who didn't get angry with her aunt, but she was Pan Zeyu's aunt after all. He lived under the fence and lived a difficult life. If he made his aunt unhappy, his aunt would definitely spread her anger on others. angry.

Not only did he swallow his anger, but he also persuaded his mother to be forgiving and forgiving, and not to argue with his aunt.

But thinking about it now, I was really blinded.

At this moment, people were all starting to hear the news that An Hongshao was feeding the pastry to the dogs. It would not take long for the cook in the kitchen to get the news.

She was curious, would these people recognize who the master of this mansion was?
An Hongshao is not in a hurry now, she sits upright on a chair, props her head up, and peeps through the window to see the scenery outside.

After a while, food was delivered from the kitchen, a few plates of pickled vegetables, a bowl of porridge, and two meat buns.

The meal was not a sumptuous one, and the time was just as long as a cup of tea was delivered earlier than usual. Those who wanted to come to the kitchen were extremely unwilling, and this was expressing their dissatisfaction.

An Hongshao smiled, "If it's later, I'm really hungry and I'll go to the kitchen to ask for food in person." He picked up the spoon and joked with Dongqing as if nothing happened.

Xu Shi got used to it at Lian's house. The moment his hand touched the spoon, he sat upright naturally, sipping sips.

Dongqing was fascinated by watching from the side, only thinking that her girl was really pretty.

Waiting for An Hongshao to finish eating, when Dongqing cleaned up the bowl, she couldn't hide the smile on her face, "Girl, that's right. If you want to have a meal at home, why are you so particular about it?"

You have to look at the faces of the servants in the kitchen?

As a servant, Dongqing doesn't have much hope, she just wants to serve a dignified master, so her life will be easier.

After all this, looking forward to An Hongshao's becoming a daughter-in-law, but still fearful in the mansion, she felt very suffocated.

Just like today, the kitchen woman is still pushing back on such a small matter, isn't it because the long house has no prestige?Now that An Hongshao went up and fed the pastry to the dog, no matter how bold the kitchen lady is, how dare she confront her master openly?
The Second Housewife is the head of the house, but she wouldn't come to ask for a crime just because of a bowl of porridge.

In the final analysis, it is not what it used to be, so why should I be angry?

"Okay, that's what I'm talking about." An Hongshao replied with a smile, as if she never cared about the kitchen.

Seeing that the time was almost up, An Hongshao got up to go to the front yard.

Dongqing quickly picked up the hand stove, and brought it to An Hongshao in a few steps.

This winter has always been difficult, especially in the past as a concubine, what I fear most is winter, my hands and feet are cold.Now he was holding the hand stove in his hand, but those chilblains would not disappear immediately, they were itchy and painful, even so, An Hongshao did not let go of the hand stove.

An Hongshao knew what kind of day was a good day.

There will always be a good day for chilblain, and you can't soak yourself in the ice forever just because of the chilblain in the past.

Just like people are the same, some people are not worth it, why should I let myself fall into the quagmire with him forever?

No matter how strong the wind is, if the neckline is tightened, the coldness will not come in.

When we arrived at the front yard, the blue bricks on the ground had been replaced. Looking at the pebbles of the same size covered with the texture of blue clouds, they were beautiful and luxurious.

The curtain hanging on the door has tassels sewn on the side, and the wind blows and disrupts the tassels, but dispels the coldness. I always feel that the strong wind is out of season with this exquisiteness.

When I was in the Lian family, I once heard Lian's mother mention how graceful the youngest daughter of the Li family was when she was born. The more this is the case, the more it shows that when she enters An's family as a concubine, her mother's life is worse than death.

And she, who only cared about pity for a wolf-hearted thing, let her mother down so much.

"Miss is here?" Nanny raised the curtain and invited An Hongshao in, with an uncontrollable smile on her face.

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