Daughter Reborn as the Head of the Family

Chapter 15 Settlement

Crossing the red-painted nanmu corridor, we headed straight to Mingzhuxuan.

The sharp-eyed woman didn't see the eldest lady, so she dropped the feather duster in her hand and ran towards the main courtyard.

We just arrived at Mingzhuxuan. Two maids, Chunchan and Yunxing, were sitting on the porch, cracking melon seeds. Under their light pink skirts, melon seed shells were scattered all over the floor.

Qiu Yun coughed twice on purpose. The two maids raised their heads and saw the second lady. They hurriedly stepped on the melon seed shells lying on the floor under the dark corridor. After giving up, they leaned over and saluted.

Qin Wan silently shrank behind Qiu Yun. She had never seen such a scene before.

I'm just thinking about it, don't read too much and say too much, as I don't think it will cause any trouble to Miss Song Er.

Song Jinyue glanced at the courtyard, and there was no dead branch or leaf of the peach tree on the bluestone floor.

The half-person-high peach wood stake that had been left in the courtyard was also missing.

With the stature of these two maids, it was absolutely impossible for them to clean everything up in half a day. It must have been the Shen family who sent someone to clean it up.

She walked towards the two peach trees step by step.

Astonishingly, all I saw was a flat peach wood mound with rings of growth rings surrounding it.

Chun Chan and Yun Xing followed her, taking a step forward as if to take credit, "Second Miss, my servant has cut down the peach tree according to your instructions."

Song Jinyue sneered, looked at the two of them, and shook her head, "If I'm not satisfied yet, I'll dig up these two peach tree roots together."

The two maidservants looked stunned, in disbelief. You must have known that the roots of the old trees were probably several feet deep in the ground.

If the two of them were asked to dig tree roots, they might not be able to do it even if they dig for ten days and a half...

"What, you don't understand? Still don't want to do it?" Song Jinyue raised her eyebrows frivolously. Although there was a smile on her face, the two maids only felt a chill coming to their hearts.

The two of them shook their heads hastily, not daring to say more. They stood aside with their heads bowed.

Song Jinyue was extremely satisfied with this, and ordered Qiu Yun to get a shovel and hand it over to the two of them.

But she had no intention of leaving at all. Qiu Yun went to the house and moved a soft black yellow rosewood chair out and placed it about a foot away from the peach tree stump.

"Qiu Yun, please take Miss Qin to your house first. She will live with you for the next few days." Song Jinyue looked at Qin Wan and handed her over to someone else. She was worried and needed someone when she came.

Look at Qin Wan.

After all, she has not yet found out the details of the two brothers and sister, and now she has rashly brought Qin Wan back home. She must not be careless.

"Yes." Qiu Yun looked back at Qin Wan and said, "Miss Qin, come with your maid."

Qin Wan waved her hands in a panic and defended: "Sister Qiu Yun, just call me Wanwan." After saying that, she looked at Song Jinyue again, imitating the two maids just now, and bowed, "Give Song Er

Miss is causing trouble."

Song Jinyue waved her hand, indicating that she didn't have to be polite, and then watched Qiu Yun take her back to the house.

Chunchan and Yunxing looked at each other, suspicious in their hearts. They didn't know Miss Qin, and they had never heard of any adults named Qin in the capital.

After Qin Wan was properly placed, Qiu Yun returned to serve her young lady.

The sun was shining brightly, and there was only a clump of bamboo in the courtyard that looked a bit full of spring.

Except for the bamboo forest, Ming Zhuxuan could no longer see the spring scenery nearby, because she had never liked the clusters of flowers, but the lively and dense clusters of flowers bloomed, which made her feel a little inexplicable.

Flowers never bloom for a hundred days, so she would rather never see those short blooming flowers that bloom for a hundred days.

Song Jinyue slowly sat down, and saw Chunchan and Yunxing dullly taking the shovel handed over by Qiu Yun, standing there, looking at each other, not knowing where to start.

"You still won't dig it? Why don't you ask me to dig it myself?" Song Jinyue said coldly.

Chunchan and Yunxing came back to their senses and hurriedly said "yes". They helped each other roll up each other's sleeves, each picked up the shovel, pursed their lips, and painstakingly dug into the peach tree again and again.

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The white face covered with blood marks scratched by peach branches was like a fiery red sun at the moment. The sweat on the head was sticky with the broken hair on the temples, and the black broken hair was sticking to the forehead indiscriminately at the moment.

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Big beads of sweat wet the collar of the light pink shirt on his chest.

He looked as embarrassed as he could be.

The sun was setting hotly on her body, and Song Jinyue had an illusion of long-lasting victory.

She raised her hand to cover her forehead and leaned softly on the back of the soft chair. She wore a lake-blue skirt that was a bit warm under the sun.

Seeing this, Qiu Yun hurriedly went to the house to get a fan embroidered with a plum blossom disk and green clouds, and brought a cup of red date tea.

At the end of Mengdong, although the sun is brighter during the day, a layer of cold dew will appear at dawn and when the sun sets.

Song Jinyue took the white porcelain cup from Ru kiln, took a sip of red date tea, and handed the white porcelain cup from Ru kiln to Qiu Yun's hand. Then she took the Qingyun gauze fan and put it on her forehead, feeling a little warm at once.

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Chun Chan and Yun Xing were sweating profusely while digging.

Chunchan had an arrogant temper, and the skin on her delicate palms had been worn out, but she kept her lips tightly pursed and said nothing. The second lady made it clear that she didn't like the two of them.

But since you don't like it, why don't you return your wife and replace her with some maids?

She asked herself that she had never offended the second lady, so why did she feel that the second lady seemed to have great prejudice and hostility towards them?

Yun Xing was soft-tempered. Not only were her fair palms scratched, but her delicate fair face was also scratched several times with blood-red gashes from the peach tree roots.

She didn't know it at first, so she stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat off her face, and then she discovered that there was not only wet soil on the back of her hand, but also bright red blood stains.

I couldn't hold it back anymore and burst out crying.

She dropped the hoe, covered her face with both hands, and glanced at the second young lady through the gaps between her fingertips, but the second young lady seemed to turn a deaf ear and covered her forehead with a fan. She didn't even look at the two of them, but lowered her eyes to relax.

Yun Xing cried endlessly for a while.

The noisy Song Jinyue frowned slightly, but she still didn't even raise her eyelids. She changed her posture and leaned on the soft chair. The sun was warm, and it was a good weather.

When Mrs. Shen learned that her daughter had not come back with her, she hurriedly brought a group of people to Mingzhuxuan.

A pair of satin boots embroidered with peach blossoms had just stepped into Mingzhuxuan, and they saw Yun Xing, wearing a light pink skirt, squatting on the ground with her hands covering her face and crying loudly.

Chunchan stood aside, looking at a loss.

Shen's eyebrows were twitching, and she couldn't help but feel a little angry. She had just been home for a day, and so much trouble had happened. She was really a difficult master to serve.

Aunt Zhao, who was following behind Mr. Shen, pushed Madam, then bent down and helped Ms. Shen walk into Mingzhuxuan.

Mrs. Shen calmed down and reminded herself not to forget the purpose of this trip.

My whole heart goes to my daughter.

"Madam." Chunchan saw Mrs. Shen coming and bowed respectfully. Yunxing heard her voice and hurriedly let go of her hands covering her face, stood up and took three steps and two steps before kneeling in front of Mrs. Shen with a thud.

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(End of chapter)