The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Xiangguo quickly replied, "Sisters, it's my fault. I beg you to forgive me."

After saying this, he lowered his head and hunched his waist, not daring to stand up for a long time.

Juxiang wanted to get angry, but Juhuang pulled her sleeve and quietly pointed to the door of Shaohuayuan. The two of them looked at each other and said, "Okay, why are you in such a hurry? Where are you going?"

As expected, the little girl said, "I came to tell the young lady that the fourth young master is having dinner with the master."

After listening to them, the two of them used both kindness and severity to reprimand them a few times before leaving together.

Xiangguo came to the gate and peeked in. Qingfang was sweeping up the wood chips that fell when she moved things in. She looked up and saw Qingfang and scolded her, "Who is it? You are peeking in? What are you looking at?" The little girl walked over with a bamboo broom. Xiangguo was timid and stood outside the door hesitantly, saying in a low voice, "Sister, please allow me to see you. I'm here to see the fourth young master's wife."

Qingfang didn't know who was in front of him, so he scratched his head and asked, "Which room are you from, and why do you want to see the young lady?"

Xiang Guo mustered up her courage and said, "Sister, I am the master's servant. I have received the order from the Fourth Young Master to report to the Fourth Young Master's wife."

In this case, Qingfang did not dare to delay and led Xiangguo to the main room. As soon as she entered the door, Xiangguo knelt down. Song Guanzhou, who was brushing off the dust, was stunned, "Dong'er, help her up."

Xiang Guo was very nervous and spoke incoherently, and told Pei An's instructions.

"okay, I get it."

Xiangguo looked at the kind-hearted Fourth Young Master's wife, and felt even more upset when she thought of the even more gentle Concubine Fang who had passed away.

"The little slave will leave."

Song Guanzhou glanced at Rendong, who then grabbed a handful of fruit from the side and stuffed it into the little girl's hand, "The young lady gives it to you as a reward." She also gave her some big coins.

Xiang Guo pursed her lips and choked up as she said to Song Guanzhou, "Thank you, Madam."

"Are you going back to serve the master?"

Song Guanzhou asked softly, Xiangguo shook her head, "I'm going to the kitchen to carry the soup and vegetables with Mrs. Shen."

When Song Guanzhou waved his hand for her to leave, she turned around, took the big money and snacks, and ran out.

"Is it the little girl in front of Aunt Fang?"

Honeysuckle nodded, "The one in mourning the day before yesterday was hard to tell, but now that she is in front of the master, she must be the little girl named Xiangguo." Just then, Lianhua and Qingfei came in with food boxes and reported to Song Guanzhou, "Madam, the Fourth Young Master's meal was taken to Zhengxian Pavilion by Mrs. Shen, saying that the Fourth Young Master will not be back for dinner tonight."

"it is good."

Lotus placed the meal on the table and continued, "I originally ordered vegetarian eggplant and egg drop soup, but Mrs. Shen said to serve it to the Fourth Young Master and the Master, and I didn't dare to argue. I was just thinking of asking for another soup dish, but a little girl in front of Mrs. Shen lost her grip and broke the soup bowl—"

"Mrs. Shen hit the little girl a few times and the kitchen was in a mess. People were trying to persuade her but were also fanning the flames. We two servants saw that something was not right, so we came back and just told Mrs. Meng. She made some rice and cold chicken soup in the small kitchen and brought it over." Qing Fei added.

Honeysuckle looked at Song Guanzhou and said, "I'm afraid Xiangguo got beaten."

Song Guanzhou frowned in displeasure, "A child in his teens can do this."

Seeing that she was unhappy, Ren Dong chased the little maids out and set the table for her. "Young Madam is soft-hearted, so you don't know. The maids in the mansion have to learn the rules at the age of four or five, and do rough work at the age of seven or eight. The rules of the mansion are strict. If you lose etiquette, being beaten or starved is a small matter. Some are beaten and injured, and they will not survive if they are chased out."

In the feudal society, Song Guanzhou was originally a member of the ruling class when he traveled through the book. She knew that it was not easy for a servant, but she had to see it with her own eyes to know where the true cruelty came from.

Honeysuckle added, "It's good that Xiangguo can serve the master. But the old women in front of the master are not easy to deal with. If you please them, you will suffer less. Otherwise, the old woman who is sneaky and cunning will probably put all the pressure on this girl."

The most important thing is that the Duke has lost his concubine Fang, and no one knows what concubine will be replaced by him.

Song Guanzhou pondered for a moment before looking up and asking, "Jinzhu is dead, have you received any compensation?"

"Jinzhu has a brother and sister-in-law who live on the farm. Now, in order to save Concubine Fang from drowning, the master thought she was a loyal servant, so he asked the wife of the prince to give her brother and sister-in-law a few more taels of silver. But Jinzhu is young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, and she has no husband and no children. Her brother and sister-in-law came to kowtow and said that the mansion would make the decision."

No matter how kind a maidservant is, she will still be burned to death.

"Poor Aunt Fang, she doesn't have any parents or brothers—"

When mentioning this short-lived woman, Song Guanzhou felt a little lost and gloomy.

Seeing this, Rendong coaxed her to eat half a bowl of rice. Song Guanzhou refused to eat and asked Rendong to share the food. He also asked Mrs. Meng and Zhuanggu to boil some water and bring it in. Fortunately, they were a wealthy family, otherwise, after a day of studying, she would be covered in mold and dust, and how could she take a bath every day?

Song Guanzhou was very tired from standing up and down all day long.

Honeysuckle also said, "Why not let the servants sort it out, so you don't have to come in person and get exhausted both physically and mentally."

Song Guanzhou declined, "That won't work. I will sort out what my father left behind myself, which is better than running around like a headless fly." Besides, she is now sorting according to modern classifications, so it would not be appropriate to leave it to the servants.

She was sore all over and lay on the bed. Rendong asked Zhuanggu, who knew something about massage, so she called her in and massaged her for a while. Song Guanzhou enjoyed the pleasure of exploiting servants in feudal society, and began to sigh, wondering if he had fallen.

In Zhengxian Pavilion, Pei An had dinner with his father.

Looking at his father who had lost a lot of weight, he felt a little reluctant, "Now that my father is lacking someone to serve him, why not -"

Pei Jian raised his hand, "Forget it, Linhe is enough."

"Miss Jin is planning a peach blossom banquet the day after tomorrow. Why don't you go with us, father, and then go back to Wenxi Villa later to enjoy the flowers and rest at the same time."

Pei Jian refused, "Without an old bone like me, you young people can play freely. Don't worry, your father has seen life and death, and now he is fine after a few days of depression. You can play by yourselves." Having said this, he asked, "I see Guanzhou's nails haven't grown well yet. When you go out to play, let the subordinates take good care of her. You should keep her face outside. I'm afraid that the commotion during the Lantern Festival left something for discussion."

"Don't worry, father. I will definitely not let her suffer any injustice. Although Guan Zhou made a ridiculous fuss before, now she has suffered a loss and learned some things. In the past few days, she has been sorting out the books left by her father-in-law, which can be regarded as self-cultivation."

Pei An said so.

Pei Jian nodded slightly, "Shou'an is a book lover, so the books he left behind are probably good ones. You can read them more when you have time, it will do you good."

"The kid knows."

The father and son ate until they were about 80% full. Pei An wanted to help him walk for a while to help digest the food, but Pei Jian refused his support and smiled brightly, "Father is not old yet."