The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 201

After seeing off Fujin, the house was finally warmly lit with silver charcoal.

Li Fangfujin sat on the chair for a long time without moving. As the temperature in the room rose, she gradually took out her hand from the sleeve at this time.

The maidservants quietly removed the tea by the side, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing Zan Fujin, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Li Fangfujin closed his eyes now, and looked like he was resting—but his heart was in a turmoil.

Why did Fujin send silver charcoal?
Why can she accurately predict the amount of silver charcoal?

Is it really just the hands and feet of the people below?

Is this a reward, or a humiliation?

After a long time, Li Fangfujin let out a bitter breath.

On the other side of the room, Hong Ting waited silently for a long time, and when he saw Er Niang coming out of the room, Hong Ting limped forward and held her hand, looking up at her with a small face: "E Niang , Is Di Erniang bullying you? It's not fair!"

The child's voice was filled with irrepressible grievance and hoarseness.

Li Fangfujin didn't speak for a while.

Bully?

humiliation?

fair?

There is no fairness in competing for interests, and it has always only looked at strength.

She knelt down and hugged Hong Tan's small body, her voice trembling: "Good boy, who told you this?"

Although Hong Tan didn't speak, his eyes still betrayed him.

Li Fangfujin followed his son's line of sight, and slapped the little eunuch who was serving next to him, "It's your blessing to be able to serve by your side! A bunch of restless slaves—don't take good care of me." Little master, what kind of tongue is chewing carelessly!"

The little eunuch immediately knelt down, crying and distinguishing: "Cian Fujin! The servant feels wronged because of Cai Fujin...!"

Those who bullied Li Fang Fujin really didn't get Fujin's acquiescence?
Li Fangfujin's nose was a little sore, and his eyes were astringent, so he turned his head and hugged his son.

When both mother and son arrived in the room, Li Fangfu stepped back from the left and right sides, and then supported Hongyu's shoulders, and said word by word: "Hongyu, listen to Er Niang - that's your aunt Er Niang, you Don't hate her now!"

Hong Ting frowned, although his voice was immature, but his eyes were full of melancholy: "Don't hold grudges now—how about when you grow up?"

Li Fangfujin suddenly realized that nothing was right.

She can fight against Fujin, but Hongyu can't, at least the seed of hatred can't take root in his heart now.

Because Hongyu was still a child, young, and couldn't hide traces on his face—but any trace of hatred in his heart would be seen by Fujin.

Li Fangfujin himself has lost power, he can no longer protect Hongying as before, let alone see Si Ye, and has no chance to defend himself.

Si Fujin had a son again, so he was naturally eager to sweep away all potential threats for his son.

If she puts all her efforts in front of the fourth elder brother, and gives Hongyu some eye drops from time to time...

Li Fangfujin didn't dare to think about it anymore.

……

In a peaceful atmosphere, early spring is fleeting.

In Li Fangfujin's yard, everything became even worse—other than the fourth elder brother ignoring her, there was no reward for the New Year.

Even Hongjin was not quite like before, he was often sent by his father to take him to the front yard.

After the charcoal fire, the next thing is the meal.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, it would be hard for Li Fangfujin to imagine that he would have such a day.

In the dining room, it doesn't mean that sour and smelly meals are delivered.

Still as rich as ever.

But the problem is: it is difficult for Li Fangfujin to call the shots.

Of course, this so-called "can't do it" is not on the surface, it is a nail that makes people soft and has to retreat.

For example, when Li Fangfujin wants to eat fish, he asks Jiaoyun to go to the dining room, and the dining room will say with a embarrassed face that the fish has been out of stock in the past few days, and there is only a small amount, which is reserved for Gu Gege .

After all, she is pregnant now.

However, it's fine if Fujin really wants to eat, so let someone tell her, and just give Gu Gege's to her?
Anyway, Gu Gege has always been very grand.

That being said, how could Jiaoyun really dare to do this?
So this matter can only be left alone.

Another example: when Li Fangfujin wanted to eat some light dishes, Jiaoyun went to the dining room and explained.

It was well promised over there.

When the food was brought out, Jiao Yun was dumbfounded.

It is indeed light-no meaty smell, and every dish is green and green.

It's a pity that there is a heavy layer of lard underneath - the smell of the oil makes people lose their appetite.

After a few times of tossing and tossing, Li Cefujin didn't order much food here.

They are all here for what they are used for.

Several old eunuchs in the dining room who had been instructed, when talking about this matter, leaned on the stove and spat with a smile: "...you're still putting on airs!"

Gee.

Don't even look at what's going on now!
When you have a choice, you can be as arrogant as you like.

But when there is no choice, if a person is still so ignorant-then the only word to describe it is "stupid".

The servants in the dining room don't understand any major principles, but a simple fact is in front of them: people must have enough food to live.

Where does your food come from, you should treat the person who cooks for you well.

The so-called Hades is easy to see, but the imp is hard to deal with.

Do you think it's enough to coax the master and son?
In fact, it may not be - the master is the master.

First is the master, then the master.

Once you fall out of favor, who cares if your dishes are bland or greasy today?Is there one more piece of meat or one less leek?
At this time, we have to rely on our friendship with the dining room.

If Li Fangfujin hadn't made things difficult for the dining room in the past, he would manage the dining room from time to time.

Such a master—even if he falls into ruin overnight, the dining room will not be so disgusting.

……

Li Fangfujin sat at the dining table, weeping silently at the plate—the lard had been frozen for too long.

The white flowers looked even more disgusting.

After wiping away his tears, Li Fangfujin picked up the chopsticks and started eating bite by mouthful, not forgetting to ask the servants not to tell the elder brother.

Jiao Yun didn't think it was a problem, so while wiping her tears, she came forward and snatched the plate: "Ce Fujin, you can't eat cold food like this!"

She took it to the small tea stove and heated it up.

Looking down at the white lard gradually melting, Jiaoyun rolled it in hot tea several times, at least to remove the greasy leaves.

But in this way, the taste of the dishes has become nondescript.

There are even tea leaves on it.

Jiao Yun took the serving chopsticks, picked out the tea stalks bit by bit, then wiped her tears with a handkerchief, then called the little maid to come in, put the plates on the tray again, and gave Send Fujin to the main room.

Li Fangfujin watched the maidservants busy with blank eyes, without any expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)