Nian Huajiao: The cold-faced treacherous minister spoiled her unconditionally after breaking his vow

Jiang Miao, who was sitting next to him, felt uncomfortable when he heard his words.

He was not upset just because of the new old lady Qi. He felt that Jiang Zhou's words were a little too light.

Compared with those real aristocratic families, the population of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion is not prosperous, with only these few people in total. But it is not so easy to maintain the luxurious life in the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion.

However, it was just a few words, and he wouldn't go into trouble with his elder brother.

After all, one of the brothers was pursuing a career in government, and the other was managing the family business. It was understandable that Jiang Zhou was not clear about the success or failure of the business.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Jiang felt much better when she realized that her eldest son's concern was not fake, and her expression was no longer as gloomy as before.

Jiang Zhou continued, "Let her live back in the Duke's Mansion. First, my father repeatedly asked me to do so before he died. I don't want to go against his wishes and make him feel uneasy. Second, she is still the "Lady of Chastity" bestowed by the late emperor. If she gets angry and spreads the news in the capital, I'm afraid my position in the Ministry of Rites will be in jeopardy."

When Mrs. Jiang heard what he said, she became nervous, fearing that her son's hard-earned official position would be lost.

In her heart, nothing was more important than her son's official position, title and her eldest grandson.

Seeing that she was somewhat relenting, Jiang Zhou continued, "If it gets to that point, wouldn't the reputation of our Duke's Mansion and Huai'er and the others be completely ruined? Her living in the mansion is just another mouth to feed and an extra yard to live in. For us, it's only good and no harm. Do you think your son is stupid? He has nothing better to do than to serve an old woman?"

"Mother, what my eldest brother said makes sense. Although I cannot explain these profound truths, you are now surrounded by children and grandchildren. In this respect, you are better than your aunt, aren't you?" Jiang Miao also made jokes to coax her.

When Madam Jiang was young, her favorite thing was that someone said she was better than Jiang Baozhi. Now that she saw that her two sons were coaxing her, all the resentment and resentment she had towards Jiang Baozhi disappeared.

She couldn't help but smile, then nodded and said word by word: "Mother, listen to your humming..." Before she finished speaking, her saliva flowed down, and Mother Qin hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe it clean for her.

As Mrs. Qi left Fu'an Hall, Cui Ying couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha... Madam, I think you have regained your youth today!"

Old Madam Qi raised her eyebrows slightly, and then pouted her lips and said, "I do want to! If I could regain my youth, I would definitely leave this Duke's Mansion early, marry an ordinary person, have children, and then grow old in peace and stability."

"Yes, yes, yes...you are right. By the way, how do you like the grapes that Miss Luoer sent today?" Seeing her like this, Cui Ying quickly changed the subject.

When this was mentioned, Old Lady Qi laughed: "This little girl is quite clever, and the grapes are delicious. I didn't see any in Fu'an Hall... Humph! The little girl is quite perceptive!"

Cui Ying also laughed: "In such a big mansion, only Miss Luo'er is a perceptive person."

"Such a little girl is so insightful, which is not what she should be like at her age. Unless she has been plotted against too many times and suffered too much, forcing her to grow up..." Old Mrs. Qi said casually as she walked.

Cui Ying also nodded in agreement, holding her arm and walking towards Jingxinju.

As the saying goes, old ginger is spiciest!

A word that breaks the sky.

Shaoguangyuan.

Mingxu was directing the maid to clean up the house. Jiang Luoyou served him a medicinal meal, then he got up and sat at the tea table in the corridor.

In a few months, Jiang Luo will be a 15-year-old girl, but her period hasn't come yet, and Mother Wu is extremely anxious. Only when a girl has her period can she be considered to have truly grown up.

Especially for a young lady from an aristocratic family like Jiang Luo who is already engaged. If one is more careful, one can see from this the attitude of the Ningyang Marquis's Mansion towards this engagement.

For those who have been engaged since childhood, when they reach a certain age, the woman has to inform the man of her menstrual period. For example, Jiang Luo, she is about to reach the age of marriage, but the Ningyang Marquis's Mansion has not asked about this matter. This shows that the Marquis' Mansion does not like her, the future wife of the prince, very much.

The reason I didn't come to cancel the engagement was that I didn't want to be branded as ungrateful.

Mother Wu will not sit idly by.

She asked Wangyou to prepare some medicinal recipes for Jiang Luo to nourish his body. Recently, she spent the whole day in the small kitchen making medicinal meals for Jiang Luo. Under her supervision, Jiang Luo did not miss any meal.

However, although the medicinal food has the word "medicine" in it, after Wangyou's improvement and Wu's mother's skillful hands, it can be considered delicious. Jiang Luo did not reject it and even enjoyed it.

In her previous life, she almost starved to death. The things she couldn't afford to lose the most in this life were her mouth and stomach.

There is wind in the corridor and it is very cool.

Jiang Luo was sitting in a chair, bored. When he caught a glimpse of the grapes on the plate on the tea table, he immediately smiled.

In both lives, she had spent ten years on the farm. Life on the farm was hard, and Manager Jin was Qin's man, so naturally he wouldn't give her anything good to eat.

In the countryside, fresh vegetables and fresh fish are the most abundant things. But the food that Manager Jin brought to her was not bad, but it was only edible.

However, when she left the Duke's Mansion, she did not have much money with her, and her jewelry had to be pawned as she lived a hard life day by day.

Fortunately, there are a lot of fruits planted on the hillside behind the farm, including peaches, plums, yellow apricots... and several acres of grapes.

Every night when it was quiet, Honeysuckle would secretly pick a few bunches of grapes and then run back like the wind. The master and servant would eat the grapes in the moonlight outside the window before going to bed.

Jiang Luo hates peeling grapes the most when eating them. Firstly, he thinks it is troublesome, and secondly, he is afraid of being discovered.

She stretched out her tender hands, picked up a grape and put it in her mouth. Her tongue pressed against the grape and her teeth cooperated, and with a click, the soft grape flesh was squeezed out, and the sweet and sour grape juice filled her entire mouth.

Finally, spit out the grape seeds, then continue chewing the grape skin until the last drop of water in the skin is swallowed into the stomach, and then spit out the skin.

She sat under the porch with a look of enjoyment, enjoying the summer evening breeze. She had just eaten two when the plate next to her was taken away by Mother Wu.

Mother Wu held the plate in one hand and put her other hand on her waist, urging her to go to the bathroom to wash up: "Miss, although these grapes are delicious, they are not easy to digest. You have already eaten a lot of them in the afternoon, so you can't eat them at night. Tomorrow is the old lady's birthday, you must go to bed early to avoid being tired and making mistakes tomorrow."