MTL - Feng Xing-Chapter 4

Wang Yueer is ill.

When I came back from Xiwu Hall that day, I fell ill.

First, it has a fever, and when the fever is severe, it will talk nonsense. The doctor invited me, and I drank the medicine, but it didn't help. Later, the person woke up too, but became thinner and thinner day by day.

The old lady has been here several times, and each time she is more silent and anxious than the last time. Wang Yue'er was so ill that she seemed to have dug out her heart and worked it out on the ground.

"You **** girl!" The old lady hugged Wang Yue'er, patted her on the back, and burst into tears.

Wang Yueer's face was as white as a piece of paper, and her lips were dry: "Grandmother, don't blame me. When I came to the house, you pointed at Brother Wencheng and said that this was your fourth brother, so I recognized him. Married from Fang Fengsheng On that day, I don't want to live anymore, I really don't want to live...Grandma, I don't want to be like this, so ugly, and hideous, but I don't have my fourth brother, I really can't live..."

The grandparents and grandchildren cried in each other's arms, and not a single girl or woman was left in the room.

After crying for a while, the old lady wiped her tears and said, "Take care of yourself, and grandma will come to see you tomorrow."

"Grandmother."

"If you don't take good care of your body, Wen Cheng will come back to see you like this, would you like it?"

"Grandmother?"

…

The old lady left, and the room returned to silence.

A girl with double buns and a green shirt stretched her head in to have a look, and when she saw no one was in the room, she quietly walked to the bed.

"Qiu'er!" Seeing this girl, Wang Yue'er sat up from the bed in a jerk, and she couldn't see how sick and weak she was before.

"Girl, the old lady is gone?"

"Let's go, it's done." Wang Yue'er smiled triumphantly. Although the old lady didn't say it clearly, she understood the meaning of the words.

"Congratulations girl, congratulations girl."

Wang Yueer waved her hand: "It's still your idea."

Qiu'er is a lively girl with big eyes. Hearing this, she hurriedly said: "The servant girl is just making up her own mind, the main reason is that the girl is favored by the old lady."

Obviously, these words won Wang Yue'er's heart very much, and made her laugh even more happily.

"Then do you think I will continue to be sick?"

"It's definitely not possible, otherwise this matter will have something to do with the girl? The girl had better take care of herself quickly so that she can get rid of the relationship."

Wang Yueer nodded, and asked again: "I don't know what grandma will do."

"The old lady must have her own way, so the girl doesn't have to worry about this matter, just wait with peace of mind."

Wang Yue'er pondered for a moment, then turned her attention to Qiu'er: "If this matter is accomplished, it will be credited to you, and I will reward you well at that time."

"Slaves dare not be greedy for rewards, as long as they can share the girl's worries and problems, it will be the greatest blessing for the slaves."

"You girl has a really sweet mouth. Being a second-class girl is a bit condescending. When I see my grandmother next time, I will ask her to mention you to me as a first-class girl."

"Thank you girl."

After returning that day, Fang Fengsheng fell ill again.

When the old lady heard about it, she didn't say anything, but asked the girl beside her to bring some supplements.

Fang Fengsheng recovered very quickly. After taking the decoction for two days, he was able to get out of bed and walk around. When I went to Xiwu Hall to pay my respects, the old lady saw that her eyebrows were stretched, she must have understood the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death, and she couldn't help pity her even more.

It was just in time for the mansion to make summer clothes. According to the rules, Fang Fengsheng should have four sets of clothes in one season, and the old lady paid for her to make four more sets for her. Feng Sheng told the old lady that she was in filial piety, and she couldn't wear too many clothes, but the old lady said that she should make some plain ones, so that she could wear something new.

This is the first share in the whole family, even Wang Yue'er does not have it, and it arouses countless envy. Both the eldest grandma and the second grandma of the big house said that Feng Sheng would marry, because the husband is the most promising in the house, and even the wife is favored.

This is just gossip heard by Feng Sheng. In fact, the grandmothers in Dafang would not say this kind of talk, it must be that the words have been passed around and changed their shape. She seldom goes out usually, and hides in her room to read when she has nothing to do. As for these plausible gossips, she just listens to them and doesn't care.

The fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival.

According to the custom, during the Dragon Boat Festival, there are five poisons to be driven away, sachets to be worn, rice dumplings to be eaten, and dragon boat races to be held. At this time, a dragon boat festival will be held in Shaoxing City, and the city will have a carnival. Some women who stay at home can also follow along. Family members go out to join in the fun.

Sun Qinghua is the prefect of Shaoxing, and every year the prefect presides over the dragon boat race in the prefecture. The time, place and people were right, the old lady discussed with Sun Qinghua, and they decided that the whole family would go to watch the dragon boat race that day.

When the day came, when the old lady went out with a few wives, grandmas and girls, the Sun Mansion was immediately vacant.

In Wenqiu Hall, Feng Sheng's lunch has already been delivered from the big kitchen. She didn't go, she has filial piety on her body, and she is not suitable for such an occasion.

Because today is a holiday, the old lady rewarded Feng Sheng with a table of noodles. There were too many dishes, and the weather was hot, Feng Sheng always had a bad appetite, so he only moved two chopsticks, and the table was removed.

"Girl, how much do you want to eat?"

Fang Fengsheng was wearing a lotus-blue double-breasted summer shirt and a moon-white Hunan skirt. His black hair was tied loosely and hung down his shoulders. Her complexion was extremely pale, almost transparent pale, with a weak aura, but her eyebrows were thick and slender, which added an uncoordinated sense of fortitude to her.

At this time, she was leaning on the Arhat bed, leaning against the big autumn-colored crabapple pillow behind her back, looking a little sleepy, flipping through a book bored.

The slender wrists, the sleeves are half hanging, hiding the scarlet bracelets underneath.

Looking again, where is the bracelet, it is clearly a string of Buddhist beads, and it is also the only eye-catching color on Feng Sheng's body.

Hearing Mama He's words, she thought for a while and said, "You leave that bowl of bird's nest, carry the rest down, and add food and wine to them."

Before Mother He said anything, there were already little girls cheering outside the door, obviously waiting for Feng Sheng's words.

It is a festival, needless to say, the masters go out to play while eating and drinking, but the servants are not so good. Not to mention those who could be taken out by the master, the majority remained in the mansion.

For this festival, the mansion still added two more meat dishes than usual, and distributed two rice dumplings to each person, nothing else. But the treatment is different to those who serve by the master's side, just like now, Feng Sheng only moved a few chopsticks for a table of noodles, and the rest was given to the servants, enough for them to have a good meal.

"Nurse, you and Zhichun are going too. It's a festival, so I don't have to let you all spend leisure time with me."

Mother He wanted to say something, but Zhichun had already dragged her away.

"Mom, let's go."

"Girl here..."

"It's in the side room. If something happened, the girl called out, and we heard it. Mom, I didn't say, don't treat the girl like a child, the girl is fine now..."

Mother He sighed, and walked away with her without any resistance.

Recently, Fang Fengsheng's condition has indeed improved a lot. Since the illness, she seemed to want to open up, her personality became more and more cheerful, and she was no longer always silent and gloomy as before, and occasionally had a chat with the girls. Two jokes.

It seems like going back to before she was married.

But Mother He didn't dare to think about Fang Fengsheng before she got married, those memories are so far away that people can't remember them.

…

In the side room, the table has already been set up.

There was a huge round table filled with various dishes and two jars of realgar wine.

Needless to say, Mother He is naturally sitting in the main seat. She is Fang Fengsheng's nanny, and Fang Fengsheng's honor for this dinner today represents the face of the fourth grandma.

Zhichun is at the bottom. Xiaodie, Xiaotao and the others sat in order, and the doorkeeper Mrs. Wang was next to the door. Her old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and she kept saying that the fourth grandma was kind and gave such a good meal to the servants.

There are less than ten people in total, except for Feng Sheng, everyone in Wenqiu hall is here.

After sitting down, Mother He said some polite words, and everyone picked up their chopsticks. Realgar wine was poured in front of everyone. Today is the festival, no matter whether you drink alcohol or not, you have to drink some to ward off evil spirits.

How else could there be feelings on the wine table? After a few cups of wine, the maids and women started to talk more. Talk about the gossip in this room, talk about which girl in that room quarreled with the mother-in-law, and naturally don't forget to say good things about Fang Fengsheng.

"Let me tell you, our fourth grandma's luck lies in the future. Immediately, the fourth young master will pass the exam in August. The fourth grandma will be the wife of Juren. She will be the first one in our house, and those of us who serve around us will also be honored."

"Let me tell you, old man, who of us doesn't know? You're the only one who will curry favor with Grandma Fourth." Xiaotao smiled, her palm-sized face was flushed red from drinking, staining her delicate face with a layer of crimson.

Mrs. Wang is a rough woman, and she is doing rough work in Wenqiutang. Even though Xiaotao is a second-class maid, she has a higher status than her.

She is old-fashioned and thick-skinned, and she doesn't feel anything wrong when she is teased. Instead, she smiled and said to everyone: "My old face is almost thicker than a city wall. You are lucky, you are born with a good fortune, not to mention the wife of Juren, she will be the wife of Jinshi in the future."

She was expressive and funny, and made everyone laugh. Mother He couldn't help it, she was so teased that she covered her mouth.

After this adjustment, the atmosphere on the table became even better.

Everyone comes and goes, toasting each other. After eating half of the noodles, they looked at each other, only to find that they all blushed after drinking. But I didn't take it seriously, it's the holidays, the master let go of the words again.

Zhichun went to bring a pot of boiling water to make tea for everyone.

The tea is for entertaining guests. It is not excellent, but it is much better than the broken tea leaves that the servants drink. There are very few visitors to Wenqiu Hall, and this tea cannot be kept, it is old tea after one year, and it cannot be drunk after another year. Therefore, the tea in the first year is usually not finished, and Feng Sheng will be rewarded to the maids and women in the next year.

Sipping the fragrant tea, the maids and women also tasted a bit of being the master. Zhichun also poured himself a cup, just turned around and sat down, and let out a sigh out of the window.

"Sister Zhichun, what's the matter?"

Zhichun drank a little too much, her cheeks were flushed, she held her forehead, smiled and said: "It's nothing, I seem to see someone coming in, but the courtyard door is closed, and there is no sound of opening the door, it must be dizziness."

Everyone didn't take it seriously, Xiaotao glanced at Mrs. Wang, who was talking to Mother He, and didn't look at her.

After drinking tea and continuing to drink, Zhichun seemed to be really drunk from drinking and drinking, holding his forehead and screaming dizzy. Mother He scolded her for being unable to control her mouth, but Mother He was no better than her, and her speech was a little slurred.

Xiaotao and the others persuaded her, and said to help Zhichun go to sleep for a while, but Zhichun made a fuss and said that she still wanted to see the girl.

But she is like this, how to look at it.

Xiaotao said: "Sister Zhichun, you can go and rest. I'll go and see Grandma Fourth. Grandma has never been a busy person, so she won't blame you. Maybe she has already taken a nap at this time, so you can take a nap for a while." Sober up."

"Thank you, Xiaotao."

"Thank you, although I'm a second-class maid and can't get close, I can still do some chores." Xiao Tao smiled, took out a handkerchief, wiped her face, and went out.

Cleaning up the table here, Xiaodie supporting Zhichun, Mrs. Wang helping Mama He, was about to go out, when suddenly there was a sharp scolding voice from the main room: "Who are you? Who allowed you to enter grandma's room? "

There seemed to be a man's voice faintly, and everyone was startled awake from the wine immediately, and hurriedly ran towards the main room.

The author has something to say: I can only say that things are not simple, don't look at the surface.