It is not easy to be the fourth master's wife

Chapter 105

"Master came back alone?" The needle in Mrs. Song's hand trembled, and a bead of blood appeared on her fingertip. She didn't care to suck it, and asked with her eyes wide open, "Did you see that?"

The two little girls have just arrived at Song's house. Although they have learned the rules from the nanny in charge, they have not served the master seriously, and it is not proper to send orders. Song always complained that they were not in tune At this time, I was glad that these two girls had just come in, if it was Ruizhu, I would have shut up and kept the news.

Thinking of Ruizhu, she couldn't help but hate her in her heart for disregarding the interests of her master and servant, and she packed up and slipped away as soon as she seized the opportunity. If she was there, the matter of Li's funeral would not be so easy to be settled by Pearl in a few words.There are some things that are hard for her to say, but Ruizhu can help her a little bit, and it is easier to deceive Da Gege to beg her when she sings and sings together. Who can say that her name is not right?But at that time, only these two worthless little girls were left by my side.

Two maids named Wu'er and Liu'er were sitting on the couch with Mrs. Song and chopping silk. After all, she was going to embroider a Buddhist scripture, but it was not for Zhou Ting, but she was going to burn it. For Lee.

After all, Mrs. Song has been with Yinzhen for so many years, and knows that he will have to visit Da Gege after he comes back. If Da Gege can take advantage of this time to remember her well, then she will be able to make a comeback.

Mrs. Song slowly raised her hand to suck her finger, rolling her eyes, what better chance could there be than this, Fujin is not here, the main courtyard is an empty city without an owner, as long as she can find a way to go in and deliver something Do you worry about not seeing your grandfather?No matter what, Shengjia didn't come back until August. The gap of these two months was like a pie falling from the sky. She is the only one who can be ranked in the backyard now.

Song-shi raised her hand to straighten her temple hair. The mantra of rebirth is only a hundred words. She thought that she would embroider it a few days before Yinzhen came back and send it to Da Gege. She didn't expect him to come back so early. Song-shi squeezed the needle Ask the two girls: "Which one of you can embroider?"

Wu'er and Liu'er are only in their teens, and the most common work they did in the past was to do network work. Needlework and embroidery are still waiting to be taught by the older sisters in the yard. Hearing Mrs. Song's question like this, everyone shakes Shake your head.

Song frowned anxiously, measured the embroidery with her eyes, and it was still more than half off. If she rushed for two days, she could embroider it. For the first seven days, I thought about it and said: "Add more oil to the lamp, and embroider five more characters tonight."

Wu'er and Liu'er didn't dare to ask questions, so they stood up and brought the lamp closer, picked up the oil pot to add some oil to the lamp, and Liu'er rolled his eyes: "Do you want me to change some thick candles? This wick is not bright enough .”

Mrs. Song nodded: "That's fine, you can heat up a small stove and boil the water, and make me a pot of strong tea." As she spoke, she brought the embroidery stretcher closer, squinted her eyes and stuck needles on it.

Wu'er and Liu'er put down the silk thread and turned out, carrying the lantern to the small kitchen. There was only one lamp in the kitchen, and no one was there.Originally, the south courtyard had been closed, and there were only two gatekeepers, two rough envoys, and two people on the stove. They were all asleep at this time, so Wu'er had no choice but to knock on the door one by one, and only one got up. The rough envoy woman heard that Mrs. Song was going to mutter incessantly in her mouth, yawned, went to light up the fire and lifted the stove out, put it on the ground, turned her head back and closed the door, Ren Wu'er yelled behind her. Let's talk about it again.

The two maids sighed, and together they carried the copper pot to boil water, and when it was finally hot, they carried it back. Mrs. Song stared at her and said, "Where did you go to fetch water? My pot is all dry."

Wu'er complained aggrievedly: "There is no one in the kitchen, it was we who shouted and turned on the stove."

Mrs. Song bit her lip and trembled with anger. It turned out that when Mrs. Li was here, because she was ordered by the main courtyard not to be short of things, she really didn't dare to be negligent in the kitchen.Now that Mrs. Li is dead, Mrs. Song will not die just because she is short of a cup of tea. Naturally, she is much lazy, and many things can only be done after three reminders.

Mrs. Song held the needle angrily, and waited for her to win the eyes of the master again, to see who would dare to treat her like this.This south courtyard is really a good courtyard without Mrs. Li. If she fights to get pregnant in the past two months, even if Fujin comes back, she can only treat her nicely.

She raised her eyebrows to reveal a smile, and her stitches became more and more meticulous. In the past, she only embroidered half of a word. Wuer and Liuer are used to going to bed early, and when the time comes, their heads will be bit by bit. I was also sleepy, but I insisted on embroidering five characters. I thought that I planned to embroider a large one in order to be eye-catching so that my grandfather could see it at a glance. If I knew it, I would have cut it smaller.

The more sleepy he was, the more he couldn't see others squinting. Mrs. Song stabbed Wu'er with a needle, and Wu'er covered his hands with an "ah" sound, and Liu'er woke up with a start.

After suffering like this for three or four days, Song's face turned pale and pale. She originally planned to wait for two days to recover her complexion before going to find Yinzhen, but she was afraid of being caught by others first, so she opened the cabinet and picked out several pieces. clothes.

Wu'er took a dress with a moon-white twisted edge, and Liu'er took a new dress with a bright yellow top and a willow-green skirt. Song Shi compared it and picked the bright yellow one, with all the makeup on her face. After she recovered, she remembered that she was going to give away the scriptures, if she was seen by others, she would be ridiculed, so she had to change her clothes and go to the main courtyard in a more plain dress.

Zhou Ting was not there, but the ban was in vain. Song Shi was greeted and stopped by the gatekeeper before she reached the door. She waved at her with a smile on her face: "Gege, where are you going? Make things difficult for our subordinates."

Song choked, but her face was still tense: "I have been with Sister Li for more than ten years. After she left, my heart was empty, and I embroidered a mantra of rebirth by lighting a lamp and frying wax. I thought I should give it to her." Da Gege looked at it with his eyes, read it twice more, and then went to her funeral and burned it." He didn't mention that he was going out at all, and although the woman kept laughing, she didn't move her footsteps.

"Gege is a kind-hearted person, let's ask Miss Liu'er to run for a while. It's so hot, and the sun is low and it's hot again." Knowing that today can't be done, he turned around and took the brocade wrapped in his hand and gave it to Liu'er: "You go and bring one to Da Gege."

It took so much effort to make it, and it can't be wasted like this. Song Shi gave Liu'er a wink behind the woman's back, but Liu'er didn't know whether to nod or shake his head, so he had to blink, Song was worried after all: "You see?" After finishing the pattern, tell her that I read it a hundred and eighty times while embroidering, and ask her to read it a few times as well."

He couldn't be reconciled to giving away the things he wanted to deliver in vain, and it wasn't easy to argue with a servant, so he followed all the way to the door, only to retreat when he saw that Liu'er had disappeared.

Who would have thought that Liu'er never saw Da Gege at all, Bing Xin had already been ordered by Nanny Dai, and Da Gege herself didn't want to see Mrs. Song, and now she sees Mrs. Song as a hundred times more hateful, at least Zhou Ting didn't take advantage of Mrs. Li's funeral Bo Yinzhen's good opinion, and Song Shi said those words in front of her that time, and let the little girl come several times. What was said was that there is no master who is in charge of Li Shi's funeral. .

Da Gege hated secretly, but there was nothing she could do about it. Bing Xin brought the brocade and she turned it over with a cold snort. Bing Xin stepped aside and lowered her head. It turned out that Da Gege's temperament is the best to control, but recently she has become more and more cold Feeling overwhelmed, she swallowed and asked: "Liu'er is still waiting outside, does the master want her to come in?"

"What do you think, mammy?" Big Gege knew that Nanny Dai was not Zhou Ting's person, and now he could only rely on her, pinching the silk cloth embroidered with auspicious clouds on the corner.

"From my servant's point of view, Song Gege really has a heart, and I must have rushed over several days to deliver this work." Dai Momo smiled slightly: "It's such a big piece, so it took a month or two to embroider it. Song Gege is tired."

Da Gege sneered in her heart, it turned out that Mrs. Song had this idea, her face darkened and she told Bing Xin: "Give her some of the herbs that Ama sent, and tell her that she has worked hard."

Bing Xin bent her knees and backed out, Da GeGe gritted her teeth: "According to Mammy, should I care about this?" Arguing that it's not up to her to intervene in the affairs of Ama's room, but if Zhou Ting It's better to sell well in front of you than to be so silent.

Nanny Dai's smile was wider than before: "Didn't Ge Ge do a good job? Put away this embroidery, and when Fujin comes back, let Fujin send someone to make decisions for Ge Ge. Now the Lord is busy, when will Ge Ge sacrifice?" It's not a sacrifice."

Da Gege thought to himself, lowered her head and touched her sleeves, not only the clothes, but also the tents, bedding and bedding in her room were all changed to plain ones, without Zhou Ting's consent, she would not be able to do even these things Yes, why not ask her about this openly.Er Niang is gone, as long as she does her part, the road ahead will not be too difficult.

Liu'er returned without success, and Song's liver trembled with anger. How could she get nothing at all after going through those times.In summer, instead of closing the doors tightly like in winter, open the courtyard door and sprinkle water on it for ventilation.I simply don't want to think about what looks good or bad. If I don't seize the opportunity, Li Shi has a daughter to help wear the filial piety. What's the matter with her!
Wu'er looked at the gate of the courtyard from time to time, and Song simply used the excuse that a wisteria shelf was built over the gate to be cooler than the room, so she took a needle and thread and sat under the shelf to make two needles, wondering when Yinzhen should pass by.

It is true that Fuquan is seriously ill, but there are still a few days to go. Now that Yinzhen is back, it is impossible to just be busy with one thing.Taking care of patients is not empty talk, he has to make more friends with Baotai, lest he will form a party with Yinhu immediately after Ama dies. Baotai was pulled out, but it was not because he was against Lao Ba in his heart, and he was afraid that they would not be safe.

Helplessly, Lao Ba is also there, he speaks beautiful words much better than Yinzhen, he puts on a pleasant face and talks about Fuquan with Baotai, obviously the two of them haven't gotten along very much, but he can say You have to have a nose and eyes. A big man in Baotai said that his eyes were red and he was about to cry.

Smart words!Yinzhen resisted his outburst, and when the two of them talked, he would take care of the affairs, intervene in every detail, he was proficient in details, and even thought about the use of ice in the mourning hall first, and waited for the old man to say After finishing the set of friendships, Yinzhen has already done everything.

Baotai was dumbfounded, this fourth elder brother with a cold face is really a practical person, it is hard for him to imagine where the Prince Yu's mansion really lacks ice.He didn't have so many words to Yinzhen, he just thanked him, but from the look on his face, it could be seen that he was really grateful.

Yinzhen returned home exhausted, and was rubbing his forehead with his hand when Mrs. Song rushed out. She had been sitting for a day, and the wives knew what was going on in her heart, so it was not easy to tell her in person. After all, she still had a master. identity is there.Just after dinner, I was about to close the door and persuade her to go in, when I happened to meet Yinzhen.

Mrs. Song's sudden appearance startled Su Peisheng who was leading the way. He understood what Mrs. Song was like when he saw Mrs. Song, and when he thought of Zhou Ting's words, he screamed in a shrill voice and acted like he was losing his composure. Chance hurriedly knelt down: "Annoy the master, the slave is guilty."

Seeing this, Yinzhen also knew that it was Mrs. Song who had startled Su Peisheng. His eyes twitched Yinzhen's forehead, and when he swept his eyes towards Mrs. Song, he frowned.

Looking at beauties under the lamp is naturally more and more beautiful, but Mrs. Song stayed up for several days and sat stiff for a whole day. Both her face and figure were unsatisfactory. She was as plain as she used to be, and when she stood under the wisteria shelf, she seemed not at all energetic, and said in a soft voice: "My concubine pays my respects to my lord."

Mrs. Song was also frightened by Su Peisheng. She was not good at reasoning at this time, so she just bowed her knees and bowed to Yinzhen: "I have to greet my master when I see you, and I have something to report to my master."

Yinzhen waved his hand impatiently: "I went to find Nanny Gu for something, Fujin is not here, she is in charge in the backyard." Turning around and about to leave, he suddenly saw the wisteria flowers hanging on the shelf, following the main house. The embroidery on the tent is exactly the same.

Mrs. Song hesitated, and seized the last chance to speak: "It turned out that my concubine embroidered a rebirth curse for Sister Li, and sent it to Da Gege, so that Da Gege could be transformed by Sister Li. I'm afraid no one will do it if Fujin is not around." This master is very tender, so I have to let my concubine beg for Gege."

Yinzhen's face sank, and the impatience just now had turned into coldness. He glanced at Mrs. Song and snorted, "I heard people say that you can see the Buddha with your own eyes by reciting the rebirth mantra 30 times. If you have a heart for Mrs. Li, just recite it three thousand times before her spirit." Said and walked away.

Song was stupid on the spot. She thought that Yinzhen was angry with her for a while, but she never saw her because Zhou Ting was slandered and locked her up. Therefore, she always felt that as long as she seized the opportunity, Yinzhen would Forgive her, thinking of her good times in the past, but never thought that he would not even look at her again.

Yinzhen walked into the main courtyard with his hands sleeved while pursing his lips. It's not like he didn't know what the Song family did, so he just made a big fuss about the witchcraft. Damn it's not only Li's but also Mrs. Song, she can still do good and evil in front of her without changing her face... She turned her head and told Su Peisheng: "There is only Mrs. Song in the south courtyard now. Why are there so many waiters? Half of them will be removed from the courtyard. The door is not allowed to be opened again, let her recite the mantra of rebirth for Mrs. Li!"

Ice had already been placed in the main room, and melons and fruits splashed by well water had been prepared early on the kang table. After taking a bath, Yinzhen took a silver stick and inserted a piece of melon into his mouth. The wind blew the silk curtains into layers like water waves, and Yinzhen's heart skipped a beat, thinking of Zhou Ting's smiling face.

"Su Peisheng, prepare a few baskets of cantaloupe and send them to Fujin immediately."

(End of this chapter)