The splendid pastoral of the fierce scholar

Chapter 233 Chang Yi (Extra)
These are turbulent times.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the warlords were fighting in chaos. While the trendy thoughts of the West were flowing, the decayed feudal roots were still spreading all over the place, and the people at the bottom were still suffering.

"Mom, I don't think I'm happy."

"Unhappy! Look at those untouchables in the capital. They can't even eat. How dare you say that you are unhappy! Get out of here and don't bother me here."

The girls who were scolded belonged to the Zhang family in the capital mansion, No. 14 young ladies, and there were older brothers and older sisters, and some of them were from the same family, but the first two elder brothers and older sisters were both from the same family.

There are more than a dozen aunts and wives alone. I don’t know when new ones will be added, so not so many people care about this.

Those who are favored are only those few, maybe newcomers, maybe those who Mr. Zhang himself likes, who were bored at first and then suddenly thought of pampering them.

I forgot to mention that Mr. Zhang is kind-hearted and looks very handsome. He is nearly fifty years old. A new girl from his own yard took the opportunity to climb onto Mr. Zhang's bed. Then she became an aunt.

I am a person who serves me, but now I have to call her aunt when I meet her.

This Fenglan's servant girl is Miss Fourteen Zhang Changyi's personal servant girl, who is only fifteen years older than Changyi by three years.

Being bored by her own mother, Chang Yi left silently. The little maid beside her was promoted by the original one, but she was only ten years old, two years younger than Chang Yi, so she couldn't take care of Chang Yi at all, and would come out from time to time. However, as a humble and dispensable fourteenth young lady, she was recently mentioned as such a scandal that the maid next to her got on her father's bed, so there was nothing to say.

Seeing Chang Yi go out, Ba Yiniang, who was originally roaring, threw the wooden comb in her hand to the ground, and spat at the distant background.

"Hmph, the white-eyed wolf in the house, useless."

Anger spread in her eyes. She had had enough of this kind of life and hated this unworthy daughter. Those sluts laughed, and Feng Lan, that shameless woman, thought that now that she was doted on by the master, she could ignore her, the former master?

Hmph, after a while, I will let that bitch know how powerful he is, thinking that there are so many aunts in Zhang's mansion so easy, bitch!
Looking at the face of the person in the mirror, the angry face gradually calmed down.

Since modern times, they are all made of mercury mirrors, and this side looks particularly clear. On the side is the crystal specially made by the master at that time, and it is the only decoration in this room that is not shabby.

The corners of the eyes are slightly drooping, and the wrinkles under the eyes are faintly visible. The original flowers have lost their initial moisture. Is this the reason why I can't be favored?
Haha, if I have a son...

Thinking of this, the anger in the eyes burst out again, useless things, why can't they look like boys, if that's the case, our mother and I won't be like this now, being ridden by a former lowly maid.

"Go and call the young lady here, so I can tidy up. The whole family is going to the theater tonight. This time, we invited the most famous theater troupe in the capital."

The servant girl left in response, only Ba YiNiang sighed softly while looking at herself in the mirror.

"If you grow old slowly, if you can have a son, you won't end up in this situation."

But as a person who was once favored and could still be remembered by the master once every two months, she would not be so reconciled, nor would she be willing to be reduced to a servant who is not even as good as a slave.

Thinking of this, anger rose again. After a hard-won opportunity, the master suddenly thought of going to see Changyi, but he was caught by that little bastard. Can you not be angry!
The windows of the room are hollowed out orchids. Chang Yi likes orchids. They are very quiet flowers. They are very beautiful when they are in bloom. She has seen a pot of orchids in the room of the mistress. It was very beautiful when it was in bloom, but she couldn’t raise it. For orchids like this, I can only grow those that can be seen in the daily life, but it doesn't matter, she likes orchids, no matter whether they are expensive or not, the nature of orchids remains the same.

Take out the script hidden under the pillow, Chang Yi likes Aunt Hua's script very much.

She often wonders, can camphor seeds really get so close to flowers?But she likes orchids, the most beautiful orchid in the empty valley can only be visited by creatures with aura like camphor.

Then it would be great if I could also become a auntie, so I don't have to be imprisoned in this thick wall.

Outside, only the whole family can go out on big days. Usually, my mother never allowed herself to go out and wander around. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her mother's doing so. Anyway, girls who are not out of the cabinet here are like this.

But...everything on the other side of the blue sky attracted her incomparably.

"Miss."

"what?"

Feeling panicked, Chang Yi stuffed the playbook under the pillow without showing any traces, looking like a female red basket beside the bed.

The servant girl didn't think much about it, she told her to go to the aunt's house to tidy up, and the whole family would go out to the theater together in the evening.

"Okay, I know."

Sending the maid away with a smile, Chang Yi looked at her ignorant little maid by the door.

She sighed helplessly, she was only ten years old, how could she know this, otherwise I couldn't simply hide that she read your playbooks.

But... when I was ten years old, I seemed to already know a lot, so what did I think.

Chang Yi smiled, now he is only 12 years old, if it is as many as in the playbook, it should be the cardamom age, wouldn't it be possible to meet talented people or something.

Then he smiled, and what were he thinking? No one will remember me as a worthless fourteenth lady. Maybe she might not be recognized in front of the mistress. To be the master, even my own mother can't say anything, when the time comes, I will just care about my husband and my children.

"Let's go, don't stand here, let's go to Auntie."

"Yes, miss, am I going to stop that person in the future?"

Shaking her head slightly, Chang Yi laughed: "Isn't that your mother's maid? From now on, you just need to remind me, don't stop me."

"Oh." The little maid was thoughtful, then suddenly raised her head, and asked Chang Yi: "But apart from those servants who sweep the floor, isn't my aunt just one maid? Why are there big maids?"

"...Well, Xiaoyuan, you can't say this in front of my aunt from now on."

Seeing Chang Yi's serious attitude, Madoka nodded seriously.

It seems that she is relieved, Chang Ye is really reluctant to say anything about this little girl, but there are some things that I still have to tell her, I think she is small, but as long as she makes a mistake, others will punish her, according to the most stringent criminal law, do not say save face.

Just like what I said just now, if I said it in front of my mother, because of Fenglan's incident, I got rid of the pretty maids around me who dared to do rough work and only left the ugliest maid. Round slaps, those women's minds are poisonous, and they will suffer for a long time at that time.

Along the way, Xiaoyuan kept talking to Changyi about the interesting things in the yard. In this chaotic Zhang Mansion, it was rare for her to retain a little childlike innocence, like a real ten-year-old child. Some are happy.

"Miss, go in quickly, my aunt is waiting."

When Xiaoyuan saw the servant girl, she immediately stopped talking and became honest. ,
Changyi bowed his head and smiled silently, this little girl.

"How come?"

The voice was full of anger, and there was no reason for Ba Yiniang's anger, and Chang Yi couldn't resist, so he could only lower his head and say nothing.

"Okay, come here, go to the theater today, don't embarrass me, this is the only face I can take out."

Saying that, Ba Yiniang rudely pushed Chang Yi in front of the mirror, and impatiently dressed Chang Yi herself.

She is in the cosmetics business, and Ba Yiniang has been fascinated by it since she was a child in this kind of home. In terms of dressing skills, no one in the entire Zhang family can match it, and it is not bad in the capital. Otherwise, she couldn't be hooked when she was young My lord favors me.

Enduring the pain on his face that was not suitable for his hair being pulled, Chang Yi didn't dare to say a word, and silently endured everything his mother had imposed on him.

"All right."

With a cold voice, Auntie Ba didn't want to look at it any more.

Look at this appearance, which is a little bit more aura and supple than when she was young, even if she is her own daughter, she has never been at peace in her heart.

All this is silently telling Eighth Auntie that there is a kind of beauty called youth, the beauty that you can't get out of even if you dress up, it is something you once had but never want to have again.

"Mother...me."

"Go and change yourself, don't bother me."

Frustrated, Ba Yiniang never had a good temper with Chang Yi.

"Yes, mother."

Wei Wei salutes, Chang Yi goes to the room over there to change clothes, Xiao Yuan sticks her head out and follows behind.

He whispered, "Miss, you are really beautiful!"

This is a sincere compliment. Xiaoyuan sees the young lady with her face up to the sky every day. At that time, she felt that the young lady was like the orchid on the window sill, but now the young lady dressed up by her aunt makes people unable to move their eyes away. It seems... well, it seems that the bright red rose on the head of the mistress that day was too beautiful to blink.

But... Madoka doesn't quite understand, why, Miss's smile looks very strange.

All Changyi can do is give Xiaoyuan a fake smile that Xiaoyuan can see.

Having read so many playbooks, how could she not know how unfortunate it would be to be known to be beautiful if she had no reliance. There have always been a few beautiful women who have come to a good end.

Chang Yi changed her clothes, it was the first time she wore such clothes, she hesitated for a long time whether to come out, the mother outside urged her impatiently with anger, she couldn't choose, pushed open the door and walked out cautiously.

"Miss!"

"What's the matter, what's out of order!"

After being yelled at by Aunt Ba, Xiaoyuan immediately lowered her head and dared not speak.

Standing cautiously in front of the door, accepting the scrutiny of these people's eyes, it can be seen that the mother is very satisfied, but there is another meaning in those eyes, and Chang Yi subconsciously avoids that kind of gaze.

A scold.

"Stand up straight! You're so petty, you're a concubine, and you want others to look down on you? This time it's a big scene, just don't embarrass me!"

How beautiful she is, Eighth Auntie saw it, and the ones born by her Eighth Auntie are naturally incomparable to those people, but it's a pity that it's not like a son...

But it's enough, beautiful things can be exchanged for value, and now she wants to let her most beautiful daughter shine in the eyes of those women.

Although he was only twelve, there was something called genes.

Chang Yi was uncomfortable wearing this slim cheongsam, she didn't dare to straighten her back, because it would reveal her plumpness that didn't match her age.

The food was not good at first, but when she was less than 11 years old, her body had undergone unspeakable changes, so she never envied the clothes of her sisters. With chest in my chest, I don't want to expose those different places.

Today's cheongsam, according to Ba Yiniang's current situation, was made at a high price. The red color of the flame is covered with brilliant red flowers, and the close-fitting tailoring reveals what Chang Yi has been hiding. Although she is immature, she can see clearly Unparalleled beauty and harmony.

Ba Yiniang is never surprised. What does she look like? Does her daughter also look like this?

"Let's go."

Coldly leaving this sentence, Ba Yiniang turned and left, Chang Yi followed behind, walking stiffly with her head up, not daring to shift her gaze to other places.

"With so many people watching, if you dare to embarrass me... Remember, raise your head and straighten your waist. You are also a daughter of the Zhang family, and you are no worse than anyone else!"

"Yes, Auntie."

Outside, she could only call her mother Aunt according to the rules.

The same people are walking on the road. China pays attention to the prosperity of people at all times. Mr. Zhang is a man as capable as a stallion. He has many aunts and many children. Some of them may not be recognized by him, especially It's his daughter, there are more than a dozen of his daughters, and only the eldest daughter from the concubine is in her eyes.

Along the way, she received a lot of stares, jealous eyes from women, those disdainful eyes, and outrageous voices in her mouth. Chang Yi heard them all, and she didn't feel bad about this kind of malice.What made her uncomfortable was those naked eyes, the fiery eyes of those men.

They also didn't know that Miss Fourteen was such a person, unlike that humble weed, on the contrary, she was like that red flower, which made people want to taste it.

Forcing myself not to care about such gazes, I finally arrived at the place where the theater was watched, where the female relatives were at the same table, and the men were all sitting together except for the children.

Coincidentally, the one with Chang Yi and Ba Yiniang was Feng Lan who had just left recently.

The mistress's smiling face was still in front of her eyes, and her voice was very gentle: "Aunt Ba, Feng Lan came out of your daughter's yard, so you two are familiar with each other, and it just so happens that the three of you are at the same table."

Eighth Yiniang smiled and praised the mistress for her understanding, and called the sisters' lengths to the hated slut, the little champagne in her hand was almost scratched.

"Long Yi."

Sitting next to Chang Yi, Fenglan, no, it was Aunt Nineteen, talking to Chang Yi with a smile.

"Our previous friendship is still there. Although I am your concubine now, if you have anything, just tell me. I often see the master, so I can speak for you."

She touched Changyi's shoulder with her tender hand. She didn't do any heavy work in Changyi's yard.

Chang Yi didn't speak, she couldn't push away her concubine, but her biological mother was going crazy now.

Seeing that Changyi didn't speak.

Nineteenth Aunt seemed to realize it: "Ah, isn't this, sister? Elder sister is also, they are all sisters, so don't be polite."

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, Ba Yiniang said fiercely: "Then, thank you sister."

"Where is it, we sisters are supposed to support each other. Speaking of which, I have to thank my sister."

"Well, sister, it's really a kindness to repay."

Ba Yiniang, wishing to tear the face of this bitch in front of her, glanced at Chang Yi, and Ba Yiniang scolded: "Look at you, are you dumb? I haven't seen this so quiet on weekdays, and the inside appearance is all pretending." You pretend to be a good person on weekdays, but now you look another way, those who don’t know think you are some kind of vixen little slut who hides bad things!”

Chang Yi lowered her head: "Auntie, I understand."

Aunt Nineteen's face was red and white, her breath was short and short, and then she said goodbye to the two with a smile.

"Oh, the master told me to go to that table just now. I was too busy talking to you, but I forgot. I guess the master should be to blame. The master doesn't know about the temporary arrangement of the madam, and he doesn't know if he will blame me. "

Leaving behind a beautiful smile, Nineteenth Aunt walked away from the table in a slightly frenzied pace.

"Huh, the villain is successful, I'll wait and see how you will be down."

Eighth Yiniang is now exuding anger all over her body, Chang Yi dare not speak, and stays by her side to be careful.

Look at Chang Yi, with a cautious look, he became more and more enthusiastic: "I don't know what to say, waiting to be stepped on my face by these cheap hooves, you also fed the white-eyed wolf!"

is it?

But Chang Yi didn't know why he was betrayed when he was so kind to those around him.

"My daughter knows."

Seeing Chang Yi like this, Ba Yiniang's anger had nowhere to vent, seeing Xiao Yuan's excited face watching the people on the stage getting ready, without being disturbed at all, she turned around.

"My master is talking, you are so distracted! You are a lawless maid!"

Before finishing speaking, Chang Yi looked up at Aunt Ba: "Aunt!"

"What! Your wings are hard? I can't teach you a lesson!"

"What lesson?"

With a majestic voice, as soon as Ba Yiniang saw the person coming, she immediately turned into a rabbit-like gentleness, and replied softly: "It's nothing, it's just that the little maid is disobedient. I will teach Changyi to let her know how to take good care of the little maid."

"The show is about to start. The people who come this time are all dignitaries in the capital. Pay attention and don't embarrass the Zhang family."

It was the heavy voice of a middle-aged man. Chang Yi remembered where he had heard it before.

Ba Yiniang said softly, "Understood, master."

She looked up at Master Zhang with shy eyes, and the sparkles in her eyes flowed.

Master Zhang turned a blind eye and looked down at the person in front of him with his back facing him. He had black hair and used the unique braids that Aunt Ba used when she was young, and the bones were added from the forehead to the tip of the hair. The complicated but able-bodied person was delicate and elegant.

"Turn around, my father didn't salute when he saw it?"

His body trembled, and Chang relied on instinct to turn around and salute, and the eyes of Ba Yiniang beside her were uncertain.

"My daughter has seen her father. She was rude just now. I hope my father will not take offense."

Overhead is the thick voice, with a hint of a smile.

"Since they are father and daughter, don't be so particular about it. Both of you girls should get up."

Standing up, his eyes flashed like that.

Chang Yi felt uncomfortable in his heart, but he still looked at the father with his eyes.

I've seen it in the room before, although that time, Chang Yi looked at the mother beside him, and the mother was smiling.

"In the blink of an eye, Chang Yi really grew up."

"Yes, master, Chang Yixu is already thirteen years old."

Ba Yiniang said with a smile, for some reason, Chang Yi felt very uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't know what to say, instinctively told her, just stand quietly now.

Master Zhang's eyes lingered on Chang Yi for a while, then he had almost a word with Ba Yiniang, and walked away from the table, his back looked as majestic and untouchable as usual.

"Okay, sit down."

For the first time, Ba Yiniang didn't give Chang Yi cold eyes, was it because of her father?However, it didn't look like she was so happy when her father came to the yard, which was rare.

Mother, not happy.

Soon, the play started, and Chang Yi was pleasantly surprised. At the beginning, she left in a hurry, not knowing that the play was about Aunt Hua.

Ordinary rich families don't watch these dramas, but it is said that this time the son of the powerful Song family wants to watch them.

I really don't know, it turns out that there are still sons who like to watch girls.

Chang Yi snickered, and was coldly crossed by Ba Yiniang, then she stopped smiling and looked at the stage seriously.

There will be no women on the stage, but what to do when there are female characters?

Although the current morality of the world is not so serious, there are still many theaters that follow this rule, especially this kind of well-known big theater, which has been in operation for many years, and the thinking of the previous dynasty has not changed.

It is Chang Yi's favorite scene, and it is also the first scene, that is, the aunt Hua steals the snake spirit's spirit beads, the bamboo demon, and this little camphor child eats this thing.

Bamboo, in Changyi's view, is a representative of nobleness, and now the wandering soul that died under the bamboo has become a bamboo demon, and it has too much humanity.

This bamboo demon also dotes on Aunt Hua, it's Aunt Hua's own mistake, and she also pays attention to Aunt Hua.

In fact, Chang Yi did not say that what she has always liked is not the scholar Hua Guzi likes, she likes such an infatuated bamboo demon, in the future, if only she can meet a couple for a lifetime.

But after thinking about it, no one would know that he watched Aunt Hua's.

Turning my head to look at this place, most of the people watching the drama seriously are these little girls, old people and adults, who are already immune to this kind of plot, secretly doing what they like.

Although those things were hidden, they were still unsightly. Chang Yi, with sharp eyes, still focused his eyes on the stage.

After a few scenes, even Ba Yiniang was distracted, this time the play was really not good, everyone said that the Song family was powerful, why did this young master choose such a play.

However, Chang Yi saw something.

That aunt, on the stage, really performed very well.

Playing Chang Yi's disliking for Aunt Hua, she almost wanted to point at Aunt Hua's forehead and reprimand: "Look at you, you don't want a man as good as the Bamboo Demon, you want this vulgar scholar , when the time comes, you can only live a fraction of what you are living now, you know."

Perhaps it was because Chang Yi's eyes were too hot, for a moment, she had the illusion that the aunt on the stage seemed to be looking at her.

what?
Chang Yi felt a little guilty, could it be that his mind was seen through?
There was a slight smile in his eyes, and he just turned to face the scholar, feeling like a concubine.

"It's really good."

Chang Yi sincerely admired it.

"Actors are meaningless, lowly things, just look at them."

Ba Yiniang's words extinguished Chang Yi's enthusiasm, and after that, they watched the play in silence.

Finally, I couldn't sit still anymore, and it was time for Aunt Hua and the scholar to suffer all kinds of difficulties.

Chang Yi didn't want to watch this place, since we're going to be together in the future anyway, the process of suffering is really not good to watch.

Tell Ba Yiniang to change clothes, but Ba Yiniang looks at him blankly.

"It's just going to the hut, talking about changing clothes, you think you are really a young lady."

Then he didn't look at Chang Yi.

Feeling a little embarrassed, knowing that Eighth Auntie agreed with this attitude, she called Xiaoyuan and went to change clothes.

"Madoka?"

Seeing this little guy, who is fascinated by watching, Chang Yi smiled, feeling good, maybe he can have a companion when he reads the playbook in the future, I don't know if this little guy can understand?So fascinated, my own lady can't even hear her screaming.

Changyi left the seat alone, whether it was changing clothes or going to the latrine, there were three urgencies for people, and Changyi was no exception. He remembered the way he came, and groped for the place to go to the latrine.

There is a special place for the stage, and the conditions of the huts are not good, even the huts specially prepared for guests are not so clean.

As Chang Yi walked, many eyes flashed over her along the way. She lowered her head and kept a low profile as much as possible. She quickened her pace and walked to the hut.

"Ah yo."

In a panic, Chang Yi felt a sudden wetness on his waist.

"Miss, are you okay, I'm sorry."

Looking up, a young man like a warm sun is looking at Chang Yi and speaking apologetically.

After reacting, Changyi lowered his head, his clothes were wet, because he bumped into someone with his head down, this person was not from a small family at first glance, in order not to cause any trouble, he didn't care about how he would be punished if his clothes were wet and went back. My mother taught me a lesson, Chang Yi hurriedly said sorry, and left quickly.

"Hey miss!"

The boy is behind, calling this person's name, this little girl is really strange.

"Master, your clothes."

The servant was carrying the tea. At that time, he was leaving in a hurry. The young lady didn't see him. He made another turn and bumped into him. Not only did the young lady's clothes get wet, but so did his own young master.

"It's okay, I'll go change my clothes first, you can go to Qing'er and ask her to find some... well, clothes worn by fourteen or fifteen-year-old girls, and then wait there."

"Yes, sir."

The servants know that his young master has always been like this.

In the hut, the three emergencies were resolved, but Chang Yi also began to be troubled.

What to do, the clothes are wet, when the time comes, mother... this is a rare good material for mother.

"Oh, always have to face."

Pushing open the door, Chang Yi walked back, ready to be punished by his mother.

A woman in blue clothes with buns stopped Chang Yi.

"Miss."

"Ok?"

Something bad flashed in my heart, it could be that person, I bumped into someone, although it wasn't all my fault, but looking at it like this, I don't want to just ignore it.

"Miss, are you the one who bumped into my son just now?"

Feeling the coolness on her waist, the woman's eyes had already passed away, and Chang Yi couldn't say no.

"Well, I'm sorry, I was a little anxious at the time, I don't know, that young master is..."

"It's okay, my son is very nice, and I won't blame you. Here, these clothes belong to me. I think you can wear them even though you are shorter than me. Your clothes are all wet. Put it on first, let's talk, I will take you to the place to change clothes."

"Ah, actually it's not necessary," Chang Yi looked at the clothes, the material alone was no worse than the one he was wearing, and it was worn by this maid. Such a family, Chang Yi is not stupid, so he can't have anything to do with it .

"If you don't wear it, what should you do if you catch a cold? My son knows that he will blame me, so you can put it on."

"No need, the maid next to me has brought clothes, so don't bother, I can find a place to change after I go back."

After Chang Yi finished speaking, he quickly walked away.

"Hey, come back, you will get rheumatism when you get old like this."

Seeing Chang Yi disappearing immediately, Qing'er looked at the clothes with a displeased face.

People nowadays don't care about their bodies so much, the young master is right, the body is the capital of the revolution, miss.

Qing'er shook her head helplessly.

Chang Yi heard what Qing'er said later, and smiled bitterly, this young master is really an excellent person, the maids can be so lively and lovely, and the family must be harmonious.

I... can only envy it.

Back at the top, Xiaoyuan is still watching the play seriously, with tears in her eyes, this child...is he crying?

"Miss, you are back."

Xiaoyuan choked with sobs: "Miss, this auntie and scholar are so pitiful, why can't people and demons be together."

why?
Chang Yi: "Because they are not from the same world." The Bamboo Demon and Hua Guzi are people from the same world, but Hua Guzi has forgotten someone who likes her so much. If it was her, she would definitely want to be with the Bamboo Demon. Together, what kind of scholar do you want?

"To shut up!"

Ba Yiniang disliked Xiao Yuan's chattering, so she even took a look at Chang Yi.

He said coldly, "Why did you come back?"

"I met someone asking for directions on the road."

Chang Yi lied, she didn't dare to tell the truth to Ba Yiniang, there was some fine sweat on her head, and she would always feel guilty when she told a lie.

With doubts in her eyes, Ba Yiniang looked at Chang Yi with deep meaning, and finally turned around.

"Don't make trouble, you can't afford to mess with anyone."

"Changyi knows."

Ba Yiniang ignored Chang Yi, and looked away, it was Master Zhang's table in front.

Taking a long breath, Chang Yi turned his body sideways, the wet part of his clothes was just covered, it was not midsummer yet, when he came, there were shawls and clothes, but Ba Yiniang asked Chang Yi to show off a suit of clothes that was just right. It's time to bring it but not wear it.

When going back, Chang Yi can wear a shawl to cover the wet place.

In the rest of the play, the tragic love between Hua Guzi and the scholar finally ushered in the finale. Although it is not satisfactory, it is happy anyway.

Looking at Aunt Hua on the stage, Chang Yi couldn't help but smile again.

Why do I think this Hua Guzi is so cute? He is obviously a Huadan boy, and he is flirting with another Zhengdan boy, but Hua Guzi's eyes are full of jokes, it looks like two boys are playing together.

The final curtain call.

Everyone was going to leave, and Xiao Yuan brought clothes according to Chang Yi's instructions.

Seeing Chang Yi put on her clothes, Ba Yiniang frowned and was about to go into a fit.

"What, it's still cold?"

It was Master Zhang, Chang Yi and Ba Yi Niang were of low status, so they could only walk behind the master's mistress, mother and auntie, and in front of them were those aunts with children.

Before the two of them left, Mr. Zhang had already walked to the front.

Seeing Chang Yi put on his clothes, he opened his mouth to smell it.

Eighth Auntie immediately changed into a loving mother's expression.

"Chang Yi has been weak since she was a child, and she is a little afraid of the cold."

"Looking at Chang Yi's beautiful appearance, she turns out to be weak. My sister, you should pay attention to Chang Yi's body and give her some nourishing food. Girls still need to be in better health."

Behind the mistress is Seventh Concubine, and during that time she and Baconiang were confronted with each other. As a result, Seventh Concubine's stomach became more competitive, and she gave birth to three sons, who were second only to the mistress in Zhang's residence. Looking at Baconiang now, the eyes There was no shortage of looks of gloating and sympathy.

But this is the most unbearable for Ba Yiniang.

People often like advanced relationships, but they can't accept that people who are equal to or inferior to them are worse than themselves. No matter what, they will feel uncomfortable.

At this moment, facing the sister's kind reminder, Ba Yiniang had a look of grievance and helplessness, and hesitated to speak.

The mistress said: "They are all girls from our Zhang family. It's okay to wear a piece of clothing these days, but I look at Chang Yi's thin arms and there is no flesh on his face. I will give Ba Yiniang more food in the future. If I remember correctly, the long clothes are twelve, and when you grow up, you should eat better."

After finishing speaking, the mistress looked at Mr. Zhang and asked Mr. Zhang's opinion: "Why? Can the master be willing?"

"All my children eat, so I am willing to do so. But there are a lot of children in the family, and they all increase their share. What else can my Zhang family lack?"

"Yes, my lord is wise."

A group of concubines were talking behind them.

Chang Yi also had to smile and thank his father for the reward. Looking at this scene selfishly, he felt like an emperor plus a concubine, but isn't the Qing Dynasty already dead?

"Let's go,"

His eyes lingered on Chang Yi for a while, Master Zhang looked very satisfied with this daughter, and even gave Ba Yiniang an extra look.

Because of this, it attracted a lot of extreme stares, and the eighth aunt was very helpful, she raised her head to accept it, and watched Master Zhang go away.

At this time, Chang Yi didn't know why, but turned to look behind the stage over there.

Closing call.

Waiting for these people to leave, Chang Yi and Ba Yiniang followed behind, and behind them were those who were not as good as Ba Yiniang, for example, those who had no children at all.

On the way home, Aunt Ba was in a good mood, and actually hummed a folk song that Chang Yi heard when she was a child. Aunt Ba suddenly turned around, looked at Chang Yi, and said a word: "Don't make trouble, be quiet."

Chang Yi nodded blankly.

I have never caused trouble, except for today's accident.

　In fact, this one, Jiezi wanted to write it in the extra mode, but I feel that there are many plots, and I suddenly want to describe this story.

　　Maybe a new article will be published in July, and this one will end like this.Thank you for your support, no matter what, thank you very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)