The little daughter-in-law of the palace

Chapter 3 He put the dagger against her neck (1)
When the sky was slightly bright, Hanzhu got up.

The chicken, duck and fish are all ready in the kitchen, just waiting for her to do it herself.

Hanzhu is a pampered girl who doesn't usually cook, but as the eldest daughter of the family, when her father is sick and her sister is not feeling well, Hanzhu will cook a few small dishes by herself to honor her father and take care of her sister, gradually she has developed a good cooking skill .Every year during festivals and festivals, as well as the dishes for sacrifices, she cooks them.

Duck in sauce takes the most effort. You have to do this first. Hanzhu skillfully cuts the ginger and garlic and puts it into the pot, then add the blanched duck, pour in the red yeast rice water, then add Shaoxing wine soy sauce, salt and sugar, add water submerged.

The little maid brought the fire to a boil, and then changed it to a simmer and a slow simmer.

Hanzhu was going to cook boiled chicken again, and because of the heat in the kitchen, fine sweat broke out on the tip of her nose and forehead, and her pretty face was flushed, so that the nurse who helped her couldn't move her eyes, she was sobbing.The eldest girl is becoming more and more like a wife. She is beautiful and virtuous. She can go to the hall for reading and calligraphy. She is skilled in cooking and embroidery. The wife has a spirit in heaven. Let me bless the prospective son-in-law for this high school promotion. In the future, the girl will be a successor , even being Shangguan's wife, it's not in vain to have such a good appearance.

"Turn on the fire, don't let the water boil." Put the chicken into the pot and simmer it for about two quarters of an hour. Hanzhu softly told the little maid to prepare the meat.

When Ningzhu came over with the fragrance of rice, Hanzhu was frying crucian carp.

"It smells so good, sister." Ningzhu stood at the door, smelling the strong fragrance inside, her saliva was about to flow out.

Hanzhu wiped the sweat while turning the fish over, turned her head and told her sister, "The smoke here is heavy, Ningzhu will wait in the main room first, my sister made an extra one, and I will eat it for you later."

The younger sister is greedy and smells it, if it is not given to her, the younger sister will have to worry about the food box along the way.

Immediately, she will be able to eat something made by her sister herself, Ningzhu went to the main room contentedly.

Jiang Jizhou had been standing in the corridor for a long time.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the county school will be closed for three days, which saves him from asking for leave on purpose.

Seeing the eldest daughter busy in the kitchen and the younger daughter running over greedily, Jiang Jizhou couldn't help remembering that when his wife was alive, she was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen, and the five-year-old Hanzhu was lying on the doorway, her big eyes unblinking. Staring at mother.He carried her in, and the little girl's eyes fell on the fried fish in the pot, and she was slobbering to eat.My wife loves my daughter, so I don’t put it on a plate when it’s ready, I pick a place that doesn’t have any thorns, and feed it to my daughter after blowing it cold, with gentle eyes...

He missed her and wanted to go down to find her quickly.

But he can't, he has to work hard to survive, at least until the eldest daughter gets married.

After dinner, Hanzhu put on the veiled hat, led her younger sister and followed her father out the door, Ningzhu was still young and didn't need the veiled hat yet.

The Jiang family had two mule carts. Jiang Jizhou first helped his son and daughter into the cart, and then he carried the food box into the front one. After sitting firmly, the two mule carts drove steadily towards Cuiping Mountain in the west of the city. .

Cuiping Mountain is not high and stretches for several miles. At the foot of the mountain there is a stream about three feet wide.Two mule carts were parked by the stream, Jiang Jizhou helped his daughters down, and ordered Zhang Fu to guard the cart here, he and Hanzhu Ningzhu walked ahead and took the lead on the stone bridge, Uncle Zhang carried the food box and Chunliu follow behind.

Zhang Fu stood in front of the mule cart and watched them off. He tied one mule to a tree and the other to the back of the cart when they entered the mountain, so that if someone came to steal the mule while he was napping, will startle him.After tying it up, Zhang Fu looked at the mule carts of the two girls, opened the curtain and smelled them, then went back to the mule cart in front and lay down outside the curtain to take a nap.

The master didn't come out until noon after dinner, what are you doing if you don't sleep?
Lying down, the mule cart suddenly shook. Zhang Fu rubbed his eyes and sat up. He went down to look around and saw that there was no one around. If you are hungry for two meals, you will feel better."

The mule shook his head.

Zhang Fu continued to lie down in front.

After a while, a slender white hand quickly reached out from the mule cart behind, and quietly turned the dark blue cushion outside to cover up a bloodstain on it.After changing, the hand was quickly withdrawn, and there was a dead silence, as if there was no one in the car.

On the mountain, the Jiang family's father and daughter had already arrived.

Among the lush forests, an open space was built into a stone tomb, and the outside was covered with a four-cornered gazebo to keep out the wind and rain.

In the evening when the leaves in the south of the Yangtze River are yellow, the mountains are still green at this time, but the green leaves will also fall and be blown into the gazebo by the wind, making the ground mottled.

Jiang Jizhou took the broom in Chunliu's hand and personally swept his wife's grave.

Hanzhu led her younger sister to pull weeds, because she was surrounded by her own family, so she took off the veil.

Behind a patch of soil not far away, Shen Ze's eyes lit up.

There are two girls in the pavilion, the younger one is still a child, nothing to see, the older one is only thirteen, but she is taller than ordinary girls, wearing a plain white skirt, when she bends over, she shows a small waist that can be grasped by both hands When she stood up straight, the mountain wind blew in her face, making her dress close to her body, and her chest was quite magnificent, looking even more plump than his 15-year-old Tong Fang.

Looking at her appearance again, the black eyebrows are lightly clustered with sorrow, and the clear spring-like eyes seem to be able to speak. When looking at the stone tomb, it makes people feel sorry for her. That soft and soft voice really doesn't need to look at anyone, as long as he hears her call "good brother", half of his body will be numb.

Now that such a beauty has been met, if he doesn't want to find a way to get it in the courtyard, won't he let down this good relationship?
The more Shen Ze looked at it, the more itchy he got, and suddenly he heard movement behind him, but the attendant who was close to him also stretched his neck to look.Shen Ze already regarded the beauty as something in his pocket, so how could he allow his servants to peep at him? He passed a cold and stern look over him, and the long follower shrank his neck immediately, not daring to look any further.

Hanzhu didn't know that there were evil wolves in the mountains, so she knelt in front of her mother's grave, crying like rain.

When the mother gave birth to the younger sister, she was pregnant with twins. The younger sister was born, but the younger brother failed...

She was only six years old at that time, and after seven years, Hanzhu could no longer remember her mother's appearance, and the yearning for her mother became less and less every year, but every time she came to worship her mother, every time she saw her father facing Tombstone was in a daze, and she couldn't help crying.

Ningzhu knelt beside her, looked at her sister, and then at the tombstone, thinking that the partner next to her had a mother who hurt her at home, and her eyes were wet.

Sprinkle wine and burn incense, kowtow to worship, and burn paper money.

(End of this chapter)