I was a housekeeper in ancient times

Yu Muyan silently clutched the corner of her clothes. She didn't dare to have such thoughts. If the second house hadn't been too excessive and didn't take the first house and her and her daughter seriously, she wouldn't have listened to Lin Weiqiao's suggestion and paid half less of the public income.

She has a good temper and is used to being manipulated, but that doesn't mean she is so stupid that she can't even protect her own interests.

Lin Weiqiao, who had just been scolded, was not happy. She hung her head. When she heard what Mrs. Lu said, she wished they had been separated. Not to mention Yu Muyan, even she could live for more than ten years.

Seeing that Yu Muyan didn't say anything, Old Madam Lu became a little anxious. The Pingrong Marquis's Mansion was originally supported by Lu Yuxuan's title and official position and Yu Muyan's dowry. Without Lu Yuxuan, the only one the Lu family could rely on was Yu Muyan.

Now the title has not been determined yet. Although the eldest branch has no children, it should be passed on to the younger brother, and it will be the turn of the second branch.

But the second branch has no one in the court and has no say. There has been no decree to inherit the title for such a long time. It is possible that Yu Muyan's maternal and uncle's families have done something behind the scenes.

After some consideration, Madam Lu decided to retreat in order to advance. Judging from the current situation of the Lu family, they could not do without Yu Muyan. She thought that Yu Muyan, who had no children or husband, would be humble and try to please the second wife. Unexpectedly...

"Forget it, forget it. You and your daughter are the only ones in the first house. It's only natural for you to make plans for your sisters. We are family and we don't have different opinions. I can understand you, and you should also understand me."

"Mom, you..." This was beyond Ding's expectations. She never thought that Madam Lu would actually give in.

After Yu Muyan and her servants left, Madam Lu impatiently analyzed the pros and cons with Ding. If it weren't for the fact that she was from her own family, she would have divorced her long ago. "What do you know? If you don't agree to her, what if she really wants to live alone? Are you going to use your little dowry to subsidize the family?"

Mrs. Ding was not convinced. "Mother, she is a widow now. How can she have the confidence to separate from the family and live alone? Wouldn't she be drowned by the spit from outside? What are you afraid of her doing?"

"She is a newly-appointed lady of the Imperial Court. She is easy to manipulate, but she is not stupid. If you really provoke her, who knows what she will do? Also, don't forget that she has a powerful uncle's family. The two families didn't interact much before, but at the critical moment, didn't they still help? Don't think that she doesn't have a husband and son. She has plenty to rely on."

"But no matter how much she relies on, she is still the daughter-in-law of the Lu family. This time it's half the price, what if next time it's not paid at all?"

Ding was very resentful in her heart, thinking that Madam Lu was not the head of the household, so how could she know how big an impact the halving of the public income would have on the entire mansion? Not to mention the first house, even the second house had many places to spend money. Now the first house was on guard against the second house. If there was a deficit in the mansion, how could she make up for it?

Besides, after coming out of Huang Jutang and returning to her room, Lin Weiqiao was still indignant. She cursed Madam Lu inwardly for a long time, then asked Xiaohan to make some tea and ate two pieces of mung bean cakes. Only then did she feel better.

Finally, Xiaohan saw a letter on the corner of the table, picked it up and took a look, "Mom, why don't you read this letter? It's from Sister Xier."

Lin Weiqiao was enjoying her meal, but when she heard this, she stopped chewing the cake in her mouth. Oh no, she was so busy these days that she even forgot to read the letter. Whose letter was it? Sister Xier? Why did it sound familiar?

She quickly opened it and saw something embarrassing. As a modern person, even though she graduated from a decent university, she could not recognize many of the words in the letter.

But it doesn't matter, she got the point, "Miscarriage?"

Xiaohan said, "Sister Xier had a miscarriage? Then you have to go and see her quickly, this is a big deal."

She didn't have time to think about it, and asked Xiaohan to go to Shuangxiyuan to tell him. She packed her things in a panic. Although she didn't know what to pack, she was anxious and her body couldn't control her anxiety.

I guess it’s because of blood.

She had wanted to find some good fabrics to take away, but Aunt Lin and her daughter came that day and took away the good fabrics from her room without a word while she was away, leaving nothing for her.

Considering that it was a miscarriage, the fabrics would be of no use to her. Besides fabrics and jewelry, there were no other nutritional supplements in her room that she could take away. It would be better to use the money to buy something practical.

After leaving Bo's house, Xiaohan helped buy some donkey-hide gelatin, longan and brown sugar, while she bought some pastries. It's always good to have something sweet, right?

The original owner's eldest daughter, Xijie'er, got married last year to Wang Yue, the only son of Manager Wang.

This marriage was privately agreed upon between the original owner and the Wang family when she was still in the Qi family.

The Wang family members were all servants of the Qi family. Manager Wang was in charge of the shop under the name of the Qi family. Mrs. Wang was the wet nurse of the Qi family. Now that she was old, she was treated well by the mansion and worked in the shop with Manager Wang.

Wang Yue also worked with his parents in the shop. Thanks to his parents' hard work over the years, he was able to escape slavery at an early age. He was just waiting to inherit his father's business and become the shop owner, which was also a promising future for him.

After Xi Jie'er got married, she took care of the trivial matters of the Wang family and the chores in the shop. Because her in-laws were strict and the original owner was also busy, the mother and daughter had not seen each other for some time.

The shop run by the Wang family sold rouge and powder, and was located on the more prosperous Zhusheng Street. There was a small courtyard behind the shop, where the Wang family lived.

After arriving at Wang's house, Lin Weiqiao held all the things in her arms and gave Xiaohan a dozen coins as errand fees. "Go back, and be careful on the road."

Xiaohan agreed, and reminded her: "Mom, don't quarrel with the Wang family."

She still didn't understand, was she really that bad-tempered? She wouldn't start quarrels wherever she went, would she?

I walked into Wang's house carrying a pile of things. The yard was empty and quiet, and there was a pile of unwashed clothes by the well.

"Is anyone there?" she called out, but there was no response.

"Cough cough..." A weak cough came from a room.

She followed the sound and as soon as she stepped in, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Looking again, she saw a pale young woman lying on the hospital bed. She was wearing thin clothes, her hair was disheveled, her eye sockets were slightly sunken, and her lips were bloodless.

"Xi, Xi Jie'er?" She didn't dare to recognize her. After all, this was somewhat different from the original owner's memory.

"Mom?" Xi Jie'er, who was lying on the sickbed, was surprised and happy to see the person coming. She was also full of grievances and burst into tears, wailing, "Mom, you are finally here..."

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried for a long time, especially Xijie, who sobbed and looked so pitiful.

Lin Weiqiao was very thankful that this body still retained the original owner's habits, emotions, etc., otherwise she really wouldn't be able to cry. She wiped her tears and said, "It's my fault. I wasted some time and made you suffer."

As she spoke, she looked at every corner of the room, every corner of which gave away the impression that Xi Jie'er was not having a good time.

She wanted to pour a bowl of hot water, but poor her, let alone hot water, she couldn't even find a kettle.