The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 40 Mrs. Yang comes to visit

Tomorrow Su Yanli will go to the Imperial College for duty. I wonder how my aunt's affairs are going? Cheng Yingzhen hurriedly greeted him, "Official—"

Su Ruojin noticed a smile on her father's face, "Dad, is it done?"

Su Yanli brushed off the dust on his outer robe, reached out and took the baby from his wife's hand, with a smile on his face, "Go in first."

The first lunar month has not yet passed, the sun has set in the west, and the corridor has become cold and gloomy. Su Yanli carried the child and his family into the bedroom with a fire cage. Cheng Yingzhen looked at him expectantly, "Official..."

He smiled slightly and said, "This afternoon, Mrs. Wan has sent someone to send my aunt to Yueshui Temple outside the city. I heard the news and asked someone to follow her quietly. It should be fine."

Once he heard that his aunt had finally left the tortured Cheng family, he couldn't help but hide his face and cry, "My poor aunt... aunt..." At this moment, Cheng Yingzhen wished she could go to Yueshui Temple outside the city to see her aunt right away.

Su Yanli put his son in the cradle, turned around and hugged his wife who was covering her mouth as she cried, and patted her back gently, "Don't worry, I'll give you the money, and that person will secretly take care of my good aunt."

Although Su Ruojin has never seen her aunt, and she doesn’t know how she was treated by Wan’s family, but when she rented Mrs. Xu’s house the year before last, she saw Mrs. Xu’s son’s concubine. That woman in her early twenties had been rubbed all her life. She fainted and hit her head next to the well platform. Mrs. Xu and her family refused to give her anything to eat. She died within two days. A piece of straw was swept away and thrown into the grave.

Su Ruojin pulled on her mother's clothes to comfort her: "Mom, please stop crying. When dad takes a rest, we can go out to the city for an outing to meet my aunt."

With her husband and daughter coaxing her, Cheng Yingzhen finally felt better, "When the time comes, Ajin, you have to prepare more delicious food for my aunt and bring her over."

"That's for sure." Su Ruojin stretched out her hand and pulled out the small golden lock from her neck. "When I was born, my aunt secretly gave me a gold lock. I remember her well!"

It is not easy for a concubine to get a golden lock from under Wan's nose and save money and give it to her granddaughter. As long as the Cheng family's door is easier to enter, she can go back to Cheng's house with her mother to see her mother-in-law. , but the Wan family’s doorknob of the Cheng Mansion was like an iron bucket. A concubine wanted to see her biological mother. In addition to bringing gifts, she also had to pay in cash. The Su family’s life was very tight. Who had the money to open the door? Chengjiamen.

Su Yanli persuaded again: "It's finally getting better now. My aunt is out, and we have some money in our hands. We will send her some food and clothing every now and then. Life will gradually get better."

 “I’ll buy it myself.”

"Then use you." Su Yanli advised her, "Besides, we can't let Wan find out. Once she finds out that my aunt didn't endure hardships in Yueshui Nunnery, won't she be arrested and tortured in the mansion again?"

"Then..." Cheng Yingzhen couldn't help but cover her mouth and cry, "Auntie is so miserable..."

 Sigh, it seems that my mother needs to be coaxed by her father for a while. Su Ruojin led Su Sanlang out of the parents' bedroom, "Let's go, sister will take you to the study room to study with my eldest brother."

As soon as he heard about reading, Su Sanlang shook his sister's arm in resistance, "No, I want to eat fried taro sticks. It's best with pearl milk tea."

  Isn’t it a perfect match! I didn’t expect this little kid to be so good at eating! I just don’t know when she will be able to open a small shop selling pearl milk tea, taro sticks, and of course her favorite fried chicken. It is simply the perfect complement to fried fast food!

At night, the cold wind passes through the alleys, and the New Year atmosphere is washed away. The alleys are silent, and occasionally a few dog barks are heard, making the night seem even colder.

The Su family had already had dinner. Su Yanli was reviewing what he had learned during the day with his son in the study as usual. Su Ruojin was sitting in an armchair next to the desk, yawning and listening to Su Dalang's endorsement of Su Yanli's questions.

For the first half-and-a-quarter of an hour, she listened very seriously, but as she continued to listen...she would hold her chin up and hit the ground, moving her head little by little. The father and son pretended not to notice, and asked her to follow Saburo every time. I went to bed early but refused to go to bed. I insisted on listening here, but I fell asleep after listening to a few words. Su Yanli shook his head and sighed. He held his daughter in his arms and patted her back while continuing to test his eldest son's homework. It was not that Su Yanli insisted on forcing his eldest son to study late. It was because his eldest son had the internal motivation and was willing to do so. Learning, he has no other ability to be a master, so he only has this little knowledge. As long as his son needs it, he will teach it to him.

Su Ruojin was crying in her father's arms and having a sweet dream. In the dream, she opened a fried chicken and milk tea shop. The business was booming and she made more money than she could count, haha...

Ha ha…

Su Dalang, who was explaining the meaning of the calligraphy, looked at his sister who was laughing in her sleep:...

Su Yanli frowned, lowered his head, and saw his daughter's dreamy smile. She really couldn't laugh or cry, so she had to shake her head, "An'er, we'll be here today. You should go to bed quickly."

"Yes, Dad." Su Dalang's hard work was thwarted by his sister, so he had to go to sleep obediently.

Su Yanli sent her daughter to the bedroom. Mother Dong had already warmed the bed for her and took the child sent by the master. "My lord, go to bed. I will do the rest."

Su Yanli nodded, "Mom, go to bed early."

"Okay." Mother Dong nodded with a smile. After the male master left, she washed the little lady's feet, wiped her hands, and tidied her up. Finally, she sent the limp little lady into a warm bed. Haven't even opened my eyes.

Mother Dong is both funny and distressed. She sells breakfast outside, and when she comes back, she has to prepare the things to sell the next day. The child is basically responsible for three meals a day at home, and she also has to make extra meals for her mother, brother, and younger brother. You have to eat all day long, and when you relax at night, you sleep like a pig.

Su Ruojin had a sweet dream all night and was so tired that she couldn't get up the next day.

Su Yanli and his wife thought their daughter was sick, so they were so frightened that he refused to go to the hospital and went to ask a doctor. Su Ruojin almost raised his hands and swore, so his father went to the hospital with hesitation.

 Cheng Yingzhen said nothing to let her daughter do housework. She let her rest and let her take care of the household affairs.

Okay, Su Ruojin thought to herself that she would just give herself a day off on Sunday, then she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

 When I woke up and left the bedroom, I found Mrs. Yang sitting in the hall on the right side of her house.

 “Madam?”

Yang Siniang ran over with her legs drawn up and muttered to her with a mysterious face, "My mother has taken a liking to your pearl milk tea and said she would cooperate with your family to open a milk tea shop."

Su Ruojin: ...the dream will become reality? She blinked hard. Is Mrs. Yang so discerning about fashion?

But what kind of cooperation is this? Twenty-eight...three-seven...or four-six?

 She entered the main hall half happy and half indescribable, and greeted Mrs. Yang sweetly, "Ajin has met Madam!"

"Oh, we are all neighbors. Ah Jin doesn't need to be so polite." Mrs. Yang took Su Ruojin's little hand and smiled at Cheng Yingzhen: "I heard Ah Rong say that if you have any ideas, just tell Ah Jin. Ah Jin can cook up delicious food, we Ah Jin are talented in food!”

 (End of this chapter)