Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Thank you, Miss, for the name." Zijuan secretly rejoiced in her heart. Fortunately, fortunately, she just changed her name. She came from the capital, and she was very clear about the behavior of the rich ladies in the capital. The last time she was in front of the old lady,

, she had seen the seventh girl, and there was nothing particularly outstanding about her. When she met her alone today, she realized that this seventh girl was not like other concubines. Moreover, these days, she also had people from the house.

It turns out that the seventh girl is kind-hearted and very popular with the old lady. If not, why does the old lady take the marriage of a concubine so seriously and send someone to take her back to Beijing? Isn't it because she hopes that she can marry a concubine?

A good family?

Hua Meng stretched out his hand and helped Hua Mo up, "I am fourteen years old this year, how about you?"

"Sister Hua Meng." Hua Mo responded with kindness.

Aunt Zhu looked at the two of them and then at Ye Qingmei, but she became increasingly confused about what kind of calculation the girl had.

Ye Qingmei closed her eyes tiredly, reborn, reborn.

At the beginning of my last time traveling, when I opened my eyes, I saw my aunt and Aunt Zhu. Later, my grandmother brought a little girl over, which was the dream of the painting.

Now, as soon as she is reborn, she collects a piece of ink. I hope it is a good start.

In the previous life, after she woke up, Zicuckoo was beaten to death with sticks and thrown into the sea to feed the fish. After that, Mama Zhu was even more on the same page as her. It seemed that she was really not good at dealing with Zicuckoo in her previous life.

After dealing with these women, his fate in the end was so terrible...

To this day, I still have lingering fears.

Ye Qingmei was thinking that if, in all this, her style of doing things changed a little, became a little rounder, a little more exquisite, maybe everything that was about to happen would be different.

Although Aunt Zhu didn't understand why Ye Qingmei had changed so much, she didn't say anything. As early as when her aunt was dying, she accepted her aunt's entrustment and would take care of the girl with all her heart.

If you are older, even if you are humble and humble, you still have to ask your wife to find a good family for the girl. It doesn't matter if the family is relatively small and the person is a little different. As long as she is a decent wife, that's fine.

This is also Aunt Eleven’s hope.

She hopes that her daughter, Ye Qingmei, does not want to be rich, but only needs to be safe and prosperous.

That's it, that's good.

"Girl, your muscles and bones have been broken for a hundred days, so you have to take good care of yourself!" Aunt Zhu said softly, and Ye Qingmei smiled, "I'm just taking care of myself. I just want to spend another Spring Festival with my grandmother before setting off on my journey.

It’s not too late!”

"The old lady will be happy." Aunt Zhu stood up and Ye Qingmei waved her hand.

I lay in bed for some days, my body feeling limp and lazy.

It is already late autumn, but the weather in Zhangzhou is slightly cool. Zhangzhou is close to the sea, and due to the influence of the marine climate, it is not too cold.

Ye Qingmei suddenly opened her mouth and said, "Mommy, I want to eat the tofu puffs from the tofu shop on East Street."

"Okay, I'm going to send someone to buy it," Zhu said with a warm smile. The tofu shop owner on East Street is a blind man with no wife and no children. He runs a small tofu shop and doesn't have many neighbors on the street.

He kept coming and going and spoke little. No one knew where he came from, and no one knew what he was doing here.

Fortunately, he has always been honest about his duties. The folk customs in Zhangzhou are simple and there are often foreigners with blue eyes and fair hair coming and going, so a blind man does not seem so unusual.