Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 33 Live well

Back at the Rose Garden, Jinxiu and the others were waiting at the gate of the courtyard.

She took off the cape for Zhao Xi and whispered, "Miss, according to your instructions, I have gone to buy incense, candles, paper money, and fruit and sake."

Zhao Xi nodded slightly.

Today is Shen Yuqing's first seven.

There is a Qinglu Mountain in the north of Beijing suburbs. After Shen Yuqing died, she was buried there according to her wishes.

Zhao Xiwei has only returned to the mansion, and he has not yet established a firm foothold. He cannot leave the mansion easily, and he cannot go to the tomb to pay homage.

The clouds on the side of the day were gradually dyed with a layer of ink, and the yard became dark and quiet. Zhao Xiwei ordered someone to carry a red sandalwood incense case and put it on the north side of the yard.

There are three plain blue-and-white plates with lotus patterns on the table, respectively containing a plate of white and crystal glutinous rice cakes, a plate of golden fried tofu, and a plate of mung bean cakes wrapped in icing sugar.

Jinxiu hurriedly brought supplies such as incense, candles, paper money and other supplies.

Night fell, and the cold wind picked up.

In the faint candlelight, Zhao Xiwei changed into a plain dress and a plain skirt, without any jewelry, knelt down in front of the incense table, and bowed solemnly.

Before Shen Yuqing died, he was very sober, and his thoughts were very rational.

"Wei'er, from now on, your only relative in the world will be your father."

"No matter how big things happen in the future, you have to live well, so as not to waste your mother's hardships and burdens to pull you up. Wei'er, you have to marry a good man who loves you and protects you, and has a pair of healthy children. I hope you can have something that mother can't have in her life."

Shen Yuqing is a beautiful and intelligent woman. In the past ten years, although her life has been extremely miserable and poor, she has become more and more tenacious in spirit.

Shortly after giving birth to Zhao Xiwei, she went to Xinghua Village incognito.

At that time, Shen Yuqing was holding a group of pink and tender daughters, standing by the fence full of roses, facing the villagers who came to watch the lively, and facing their curious, doubtful and excited eyes, she smiled lightly. , said calmly: "This is my daughter, her surname is Zhao."

Later, everyone discovered that this mysterious young woman, she was ingenious, knowledgeable, and generous, and she quickly established a harmonious relationship with the villagers.

Things were not so smooth at the beginning, such as how to eliminate those ignorant prejudices, and how to make those hunters in awe... She put a lot of thought into it.

But it must be done.

Now that a daughter has been born, it is necessary to face it positively and prepare for every step of the child's future.

She can't feel sorry for herself.

It didn't take long for the villagers to slowly accept their mother and daughter.

"It's really pitiful to have a daughter without a husband at such a young age." The previous pointing turned into sympathy.

Shen Yuqing started to make a living. She kept embroidering and making shoes, writing and painting, and using all her skills to make money, just to let her children grow up healthily.

It is precisely because of this that she hollowed out her body, leaving her with a whole body of pain at a young age.

In Zhao Xiwei's memory, her mother was so strong and gentle.

Even before her death, facing the man she loved when she was young, she did not shed a single tear, but quietly passed away with a peaceful smile.

But even if her mother didn't say it, she understood in her heart.

The mother was afraid that she would leave a sad and gloomy memory for her father, so that she would be alienated and indifferent to her unconsciously.

Zhao Xiwei ignited the pale yellow paper money and watched them spin slowly in the ceramic basin, swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes.

"Mother, when I was five years old, I had a serious illness. The winter that year was very cold, the snow on the road was more than two feet deep, and many people died of starvation and freezing. You took care of me day and night, that is, the You have fallen to the root of your disease."

"I was sick at the time, but I knew you were always by my side. If it weren't for your painstaking care, how could I have grown up. Later, when I was 12 years old, you went to Zhuangzi again. Going to work, rushing to do any dirty work..."

"Every month at the end of the month, you earn [-] catties of rice from Zhuangzi, thinking about making something delicious for me..."

The maids behind them couldn't hold it any longer, and sobbed in a low voice.

Jinxiu frowned when she heard this, took a few steps back quietly, then beckoned and called the other four little girls to come over and instructed: "Miss wants to drink red dates and snow toad soup before going to bed, you go to the small kitchen to help Liu Mom, give me a hand, and be careful not to overheat."

"Yes."

Several little girls wiped away their tears and withdrew obediently.

Jinxiu breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Yinbao and the others rubbing their eyes again, hurriedly touching the pearls and magnolias on the left and right with their elbows, and then grabbed Yinbao and walked out of the yard.

After leaving the courtyard, Jinxiu saw that there was no one else around, so she said in a low voice, "Miss pays homage to her biological mother, it's okay for those little girls to cry without winking, you are the big maid next to Miss, how can you be so careless. One by one crying like this, if someone comes from the first lady or the old lady, doesn't it mean that we have no rules."

"I..." Yin Bao's mouth was flat, and he was still a little breathless: "I just remembered my mother, so I couldn't help crying." He felt that he had indeed lost his manners, and he was a little scared. Sticking out his tongue, he said, "Thanks to Sister Jinxiu for reminding me."

Magnolia and Pearl also put on a smile: "Yes, it's fortunate that Sister Jinxiu reminded me, otherwise it would be a joke to outsiders."

Before he finished speaking, a person walked over to the arch bridge in the distance.

Begonia's little red jacket, a pleated skirt with flowers, a cape of ermine skin, holding a delicate hand stove, with a dignified figure and a warm face, it is the fourth young lady, Zhao Chengyan.

Jinxiu hurriedly stood in front of her and bowed her knees: "Please be safe, Fourth Young Lady."

As he spoke, he quietly pulled a handful of silver treasures.

Yinbao realized that the young lady was burning paper money for her biological mother in the yard. If the fourth young lady knew this, wouldn't the eldest lady know it too!When the eldest lady knows, she will definitely be angry with her own lady again!

He squatted down and said, "Fourth Miss, our young lady has been suffering from the cold today, so she just drank a bowl of ginger soup and just lay down. If you have anything to do, just let the servants go and spread the word."

"Sister is sick?" Zhao Chengyan frowned, showing a bit of concern: "The younger sister should go and see."

Yin Bao hurried to stop.

Zhao Chengyan smiled and said from outside the courtyard: "You girl, you only know that Sister Wei is suffering from the cold, so do you know that the princess gave her a red pomegranate necklace today? If you don't let me in and talk to her, I'm afraid that Sister Wei's illness will not get better."

Red pomegranate?
A few people were shocked, Zhao Chengyan had already carried them into the courtyard.

"Fourth Miss!" Yinbao and Jinxiu hurriedly followed, and they were about to announce loudly, but they were stunned at the door.

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