The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

That night, Zhenzhu asked Song Guanzhou to give her a new name.

Song Guanzhou was puzzled, "Why? Wouldn't it be better to just use Zhenzhu?" She was a person who was so particular about names, and it was a little hard for her to understand why she could casually change the names of her servants.

Pearl forced a smile and said, "After all, I have been married before, and now I am a widow. The title I used when I was a girl is quite laughable."

"..."

Song Guanzhou looked at the lotus flower and asked, "Is that Zhenniang?"

The original novel also called her that. After hearing that, Zhenzhu showed no emotion. She just stood up and thanked Song Guanzhou, which made Song Guanzhou speechless. Then she asked, "What was your name when you were a child?"

Pearl thought for a moment and said, "Madam, I entered the mansion when I was seven years old. Before that, my name was Honeysuckle."

"Then why not go back to your real name? You're almost twenty-five, so I'll call you Sister Dong."

Lotus followed suit and called out sweetly, "Sister Dong."

Pearl, no, the scarred girl now called Honeysuckle, knelt down in front of Song Guanzhou with a flutter, "I know the young lady doesn't like me kneeling down, but I want to thank the young lady for her magnanimity. Honeysuckle was born to my father, the scholar. Before he died of illness, he asked someone to sell her to the Xiao family for me, also to make a living for me."

She lost her mother when she was still a baby. Her father's family had dwindled down and she had even fewer relatives on her mother's side. With nowhere to go, she was sent to the Xiao family, a wealthy family, to be a maid.

Song Guanzhou sighed, "This is the name my parents gave me, so let's just call it that."

In just three or five days, Song Guanzhou saw the changes in Shaohua Garden. The two daughters-in-law and maids who had learned the rules before were also sent in. Rendong made all the arrangements and took these daughters-in-law and maids to tidy up the yard inside and out. The small yard that looked a little desolate in the past turned out to be a completely different scene thanks to the efforts of several people.

Rendong asked Pei Hai again and sent a few servants in to help.

In the originally barren flower garden, the soil was turned over again, and many flowers and plants were transplanted, and new rose grapes were added. The well was cleaned, the floor was mopped, and a small kitchen was set up.

It is much cheaper to boil water, make soup, and prepare snacks on weekdays.

As Song Guanzhou's health gradually improved, in mid-February, the breath of spring swept into Shaohua Garden.

The roses and grapes were each placed on a climbing frame, all taking root and sprouting, searching upwards. The transplanted plum blossoms had finished blooming, and it was time for peach blossoms. The courtyard was full of red flowers and green willows. Everyone changed into spring clothes, and the whole Shaohua Garden had a completely different atmosphere.

Song Guanzhou also felt better after seeing this. Rendong helped her walk carefully, "I'll ask Mrs. Bei to make you another pair of cloth shoes, looser, otherwise the wound will still hurt if touched."

"It's much better now, it's no problem."

Time heals many things.

Pei An took an assignment in late January and went to Heyang County. No one came to bother her. As for her parents-in-law, she greeted them and they both agreed that she just needed to rest well.

In short, stay out of trouble and stay in the yard.

In this way, Song Guanzhou could finally live a comfortable life. No morning and evening visits, no needlework, the two storybooks in his hands were already getting old, and then he remembered the things his old father left behind.

The former cannon fodder wife was really weird. She drove away the servants she brought from the Song family, and now she doesn't know who to ask about her past.

After going around in circles, it was still Ren Dong who came up with an idea, "Why don't you ask Uncle Hai about your dowry? Apart from a few masters, I'm afraid only Uncle Hai knows the details."

In that case, Lianhua was sent to invite Pei Hai.

As the steward of the mansion, he had some free time in February. Lianhua came to invite him, and he arranged the things at hand before following her into Shaohua Garden. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he was attracted by the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers. Under the rose trellis, Song Guanzhou was sitting lazily, and when he saw him come in, he politely invited him to sit down.

Rendong brewed the tea herself and filled Pei Hai's cup.

"Young Madam, this Shaohua Garden is in full bloom with spring scenery, butterflies dancing and flowers blooming."

Song Guanzhou praised her generously upon hearing this, "It's all due to Jindong's ability."

No wonder Jin Fuyun once loved Ren Dong. Such a capable and thoughtful maid is a management talent in modern society. Under her leadership, the maids and wives in Shaohua Garden are much more orderly.

Pei Hai looked around and found it was indeed quite good.

"Honeysuckle is a good hand, as long as the Fourth Young Master's wife is satisfied."

"Of course I am satisfied. When I get better someday, I will prepare a big gift to thank my second sister-in-law for her reluctance to give it up." Song Guanzhou said seriously. Rendong covered half of his hot face, feeling a little ashamed.

It has been more than a month since she entered Shaohua Garden and she has heard a lot of gossip, especially from the sisters, maids and sisters-in-law with whom she used to have a relationship and now want to establish a relationship with them.

Some people sighed that she should find an opportunity to go to the court of the prince's wife. The fourth young master's wife was not liked by the fourth young master, and it would be difficult for the couple to last long in the future. Some people also heard that the fourth young master's wife ignored her ugly appearance and entrusted her with an important task, and tried to build a relationship with her.

Honeysuckle is determined and only works in Shaohuayuan.

Song Guanzhou's body was covered with horrible scars, and the injuries to his hands and feet had always troubled her. All the arrangements in the courtyard were made by Rendong.

When she proposed a method, Song Guanzhou usually would not refute it. Instead, he would give some advice and help. This way, things would be much easier to accomplish.

All in all, the past month or so was a rare time when she had lived a very comfortable life.

Now in front of Pei Hai, with the recognition of the Fourth Young Master's wife, Ren Dong felt a surge of mixed emotions in her heart. She thought that no matter what rumors there were outside, she must protect the Fourth Young Master's wife and help her move forward to a new world.

Song Guanzhou exchanged a few pleasantries with Pei Hai before getting to the point. Pei Hai was a little surprised when he heard this. "Fourth Young Master's wife wants to ask where your dowry was stored?"

"Yes."

Song Guanzhou gritted his teeth and tried not to get involved in any housework, let alone a dowry.

"It is in the storehouse. There is a copy of the dowry list in the storehouse, and another copy should be with the young lady." Pei Hai said, "The young lady's dowry at that time was forty-eight loads, mostly ancient books, calligraphy and paintings." Song Wenqi used up all his collection of books and made a dowry for his daughter when she got married.

I never thought that my daughter didn't like these things at all. Now, after two years in the mansion, they are still sealed in the warehouse.

The Duke's Mansion has a good income, so there is no reason to embezzle the daughter-in-law's dowry. When Song Guanzhou heard this, he could only sigh, "I'll ask Rendong to look for the dowry list again. I vaguely remember that my father sent me a lot of books. The days of recuperation are boring, and it's better to find some books to kill time than to look at the sun and wait for the night."

"Young Madam, please look for it here first. If you can't find it, I'll go to the warehouse and make a copy for you."

Song Guanzhou, who doesn't know how to do needlework, has a really hard life. He eats and sleeps all day long. Due to his physical condition, he has not yet entered the state of house fighting.

When Rendong rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and found the dowry list, Song Guanzhou took a look and was stunned.

Of the forty-eight loads of dowry, in addition to the usual clothing, food, shelter, transportation, furniture and accessories, perhaps thirty of them were precious collections of books.

After seeing the list of books, Song Guanzhou called Pei Hai again, "Are these books still sealed?"

Pei Hai nodded.

"Madam Fourth Young Master, after you sent away the maids and servants from the Song family, these dowries have been placed in the storeroom."

Apart from Song Guanzhou, no one dared to take care of it.

"One day, Jindong will have the books taken out and sorted out and dried in the sun. They have not seen the sun for more than two years, and I am afraid they have attracted insects and ants."

If a book is damaged by termites, it would be a great loss.

Song Guanzhou could not be said to be very fond of reading, but after all, he had received higher education in modern times and had a natural urge to protect cultural relics and ancient books.

When Pei Hai heard this, he thought about how the Fourth Young Master had once mentioned the regret that Scholar Song had a rich collection of books but no one to succeed him. Now that the Young Madam mentioned it again, it was definitely a good thing.

"Young Madam, why don't you let Rendong take the literate maids and servants to check it first? If everything is correct, we can move it out on a good day. I will report to the Crown Prince's wife and ask a few carpenters to build a few bookcases for Young Madam to put up."

"Excellent."

When this matter came to the attention of Mrs. Xiao, the wife of the Duke's Mansion, she threw down her Buddhist beads and said, "What? Are you afraid that the Duke's Mansion will embezzle her dowry?" Given Song Wenqi's poverty, it was very difficult for him to collect forty-eight loads of dowry.

In addition, the wedding date was tight, and they wanted to hold the wedding before Song Guanzhou's mother, Xu, was still alive.

Many things are in a mess.

Yingzhi carefully comforted the old lady, "It's a good thing that the fourth young lady doesn't go out to cause trouble. Now it's better to read more books to cultivate your character than to get involved with those unclean people."

The one Yingzhi is referring to here is Zhu Baoyue.

Xiao sneered, "She has fallen from the Huaifeng Song family's dignity. It may not be so easy to pick her up now. The master was cruel to me, but when it comes to this little daughter-in-law, he is like a blind eye."

Yingzhi didn't dare to say anything more. She just lowered her head and rubbed her shoulders carefully.

"Wenxi Villa in the suburbs of Beijing was also given to the Song family?"

The more Xiao thought about it, the angrier she got. Whenever the seasons changed from sunny to cloudy and rainy, her legs would become sore and unbearable. She went to that old man Pei Jian to ask for it several times, but he always refused, saying that he would give it to Ling Ge'er and Huan Ge'er in the future.

"The Duke urged the Crown Prince's wife twice. The wife did not dare to neglect it and quickly prepared the paperwork and sent it over."

How could Xiao not be angry?

Yingzhi bit her lip and whispered, "Old Madam, forget it. This time the incident was a big deal. Madam Xian lost her temper. You know the Duke's temper. Why bother to confront him head-on? Anyway, these four young ladies are your daughters-in-law. It's up to you to decide how to educate them in the future."

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned it. As soon as this was mentioned, Xiao instantly became depressed.

"How can I teach my daughter-in-law? The master is full of hatred. If it weren't for Chen'er and An'er, he would have divorced me long ago. Now An'er has no children, how can I not be anxious? But the master won't let me manage it."

She will always remember the fury she felt three years ago.

If it weren't for the Xiao clan leader, who was also her own brother, coming to the capital to plead for mercy in person, the master would probably have killed her with a white silk thread.

Although she saved her life, the dignity of the old lady in the mansion was gone.

Fortunately, Xiu'er took over the responsibility of housekeeper. She was obedient and well-behaved, and everyone in the mansion was watching over her, so she was not completely confined to the backyard.

"I'll find a good day to go to Longen Temple to fulfill my vow."

Yingzhi agreed and went to the Crown Prince's wife after dinner. Xiao Yinxiu nodded after hearing this, "Okay, Second Uncle and Second Aunt also mentioned that we should go to Longen Temple to eat a vegetarian meal and worship the gods and Buddha while the grass is green and the birds are singing." She looked at the almanac, "The date is a bit tight, I'll let Aunt Chu and Uncle Hai take care of the arrangements."

When Aunt Chu heard that they were going to Longen Temple to worship Buddha and fulfill their vows, she only asked, "The masters of both houses are going, what about the fourth young master's wife..."

"Of course she will go if she can, but let's see how she is doing. I went to visit her a few days ago and she still had trouble walking."

Song Guanzhou looked at Aunt Chu who came over and asked, "Longen Temple?"

Aunt Chu smiled and said, "It's only about thirty to fifty miles away from the capital, but there are so many people and carriages going out from our house, so we are a little tired after a day of running around."

"Can the carriage reach the temple gate?"

Aunt Chu thought about it carefully and said, "It seems that I can't, but I can sit in the sedan chair when the time comes."

"Let me think about it."

She had new nails on her feet, which hurt when touched. She would definitely not be able to climb stairs or walk.