Daily Life of Jiang Liuniang

  Chapter 794 Pen Fees

   Jiang Muyan pursed her thin lips, "Apart from looking better, there is nothing else worthwhile. It's getting late, let's go to bed, you have to get up tomorrow morning and put on makeup."

Seeing that the third sister was unwilling to talk about Liu Juntang, Jiang Muzheng stopped, "Okay. Although I am married, I still live in Kang'an, not far from our home. If the third sister has something inconvenient to tell others in the future, you can go to Chong'an. Huafang find me."

   "Hmm." Jiang Muyan and the second sister had similar interests. After this night, they felt that they were much closer again. "In the future, I must go to trouble the second sister."

   "I wish you could trouble me." Jiang Muzheng smiled and pulled the quilt up, "Go to sleep."

   What is the result of the four sisters sleeping together? As soon as it was dawn, the bride, Jiang Muzheng, who was sleeping on the outermost side, was kicked off the bed by the sixth sister.

  Jiang Muzheng was lying on a pile of shoes, moving his numb arms and laughing silently. Jiang Liu, who kicked the second sister off, finally felt at ease, straightened his legs and slept soundly.

   Jiang Muzheng got up and dressed lightly, retreated to the outhouse to wash up, and then went out. As the winter solstice approached, a layer of hoarfrost formed on the ground, and there was a chill everywhere. Jiang Muzheng carefully looked at the small yard where she had lived for 18 years. Every place evoked her many memories, bitter and sweet. In the past, she always wanted to leave here quickly, but now it was time to leave, but her heart was full of reluctance.

   Qingcui walked over quickly and said in a low voice, "Girl, last night the uncle instructed the maid to go to the study after she got up, and the maid just saw the light in the study."

  Is her father looking for her to tell her about her aunt? Jiang Muzheng lowered her eyes and walked out quickly. When he arrived in the study, seeing that only his father was there, Jiang Muzheng breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to salute.

   Jiang Song looked at the slender girl, and said gently, "Wake up so early? It's cold, come and sit."

   "Yes." Jiang Muzheng stepped forward and sat beside the charcoal brazier with his father. The charcoal brazier was covered with a layer of newly put charcoal sticks. The charcoal fire had not yet come out, and it was smoking slightly, and the study was also filled with a faint smell of fireworks.

  My father believed in quietness and frugality in order to cultivate virtue, and there was no charcoal brazier in the study. The charcoal basin was lit today, probably because she was afraid that she would be cold. Jiang Muzheng stretched out his hand to the brazier, feeling the deep warmth.

  The eldest daughter is like her mother, she is careless and heartless, and the second daughter's temperament is not like her aunt, but more like herself. The more Jiang Song looked, the more reluctant he felt. Some words have been weighed many times in my heart, but they are still not easy to say when I get to them.

   But it’s always something to talk about. Jiang Song decided to start with the easy ones. He took out a purse from his arms and handed it to his daughter, "Here is a 600 tael bill, you keep it..."

   "Father," Jiang Muzheng panicked, stood up quickly and took a step back, "Grandmother, mother, and two aunts have prepared a decent dowry for her daughter, and they have also prepared silver taels. She will not worry about food and clothing when she gets married, you..."

"Take what your father gave you, and when your sister got married, she also gave it to her father." The eldest daughter's share was given to her by her wife, and the second daughter's share was given to her by Jiang Song or herself. Concubine, there is a layer between the wife and her.

   The family gave her only 600 taels of silver for her dowry. Unexpectedly, on the day of her marriage, her father added another 600 taels to her. The family is not well-off, where did father get the money? Jiang Muzheng held her purse, tears welling in her eyes.

Jiang Song explained, "Speaking of these money, you also have a share of the credit. This is the writing fee for the "Xiao Zhuan Yuan Kao", which is always reserved for you for your father, and Yan'er's share will be given to her when she gets married. ."

  Jiang Muzheng looked up at his father, bean-sized tears fell from his face, which was warm.

Because she seldom talks to her daughter like this, she is about to get married. Even though Jiang Song has a thousand words, he doesn't know where to start. He paused and said, "Your aunt is doing well in Balizhuang, you don't have to worry about her, just take care of her after marriage. Enjoy your own life. You have to be filial to your husband and son, and be filial to your mother-in-law. If the Liao family is angry with you, you don't have to bear it. Come back and tell your father, and your father will decide for you."

  Jiang Muzheng stood up to give a big salute and said respectfully, "Daughter remember her father's teachings."

  Jiang Song got up and helped her up, and said gently, "Go."

   "Yes." Jiang Muzheng turned around and put the purse given by his father into his sleeve pocket, walked out the door, and returned to the cross-courtyard.

   When Mrs. Chen learned that the concubine was gone, she hurried back to the study and asked her husband, "Master, what did you tell Zheng'er? Isn't she unhappy?"

   Jiang Song said with a smile, "All of us children are reasonable."

   The meaning of what Master said was that when Zhenger returned to the house three days later, Aunt Zhang would not be able to return to the house either. Chen Shi smiled happily, "It's already dawn, I'm going to prepare breakfast now."

  Jiang Song said, "The three girls rested in the Zhenger's room yesterday, and will go to the North Court with us later."

"The concubine knows that she has already prepared enough hot water for them to wash. The other three are nothing more than the other three. Liu'er is small and chubby. Last night, she was squeezed by them and didn't sleep well. I'll have dinner later. Then let her go back to the room and sleep for a while." Chen's heart is now pampering this youngest but most capable niece.

   When Jiang Liu followed his uncle and aunt to the north courtyard, it happened that his father and the third uncle came over together. Jiang Erye saw the four girls who were following behind the eldest brother, and asked with a smile, "The four of you slept in the same bed last night?"

  The four sisters of the Jiang family responded in unison.

   Jiang Erye raised his eyebrows, "Did you sleep in the bed? Although Zheng'er is going to get married today, there is still a bed for her at home, especially Liu'er, you and your sister..."

   Before Jiang Erye could finish speaking, Saburo clapped his legs and laughed loudly, "Second Uncle is right, the sixth sister is definitely better than the third sister and two! Ahahaha—"

   "Auntie..." Jiang Liu stepped forward and hugged the eldest aunt, Jiang Mujin rolled her eyes, Saburo, you're done!

   Sure enough, Mrs. Chen hugged Little Pangliu soothingly with one hand, and twisted the ear of Big Fatty’s son with the other, and Jiang Saburo’s schadenfreude laughter suddenly turned into mourning. But before Jiang Mujin could laugh out loud, her mother rolled up her sleeves and grabbed her ears, scolding, "How many times has my mother told you not to let you roll your eyes? Where's your brain?"

  ss - The younger members of the Jiang family shrank their necks at the same time as they listened to Jiang Sanlang and Jiang Wuniang's pained cries.

  Yue Jinyi saw this lively scene and couldn't help lowering her head to cover her smiling mouth with rolled sleeves. Jiang Dalang whispered in his wife's ear, "When we have a baby, it will be so lively."

  Yue Jinyi raised her apricot eyes and glanced at her husband. No wonder the younger brothers and sisters are not doing well. You, the big brother, did not have a good head.

   Jiang Dalang seemed to understand what his wife meant, and smiled lowly.

   When the crowd stopped and entered the hospital, Jiang Ling walked up to his sister and whispered, "Did you sleep well last night?"

  Jiang Liu raised his head and said cheerfully, "It's good, I slept with my sisters last night, but it was warm. How about you, brother?"

   Jiang Ling's thin lips pursed lightly, "Father kicked me off the bed twice last night."

  Ginger stay…

   My brother is pitiful.

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   (end of this chapter)