Houmen's concubine

Chapter 42 Mother and Daughter Love

Wang Tong'er asked Mrs. Zhao to sit down on the stool, and held her mother's rough hand and leaned against her side.

"Oh, Tong'er, you wait here, mother will get you a piece of pastry."

"No need, mother, has mother returned home these days?" Wang Tong'er coquettishly put her arms around Zhao's arm.

She came here today to take the cotton thread she bought from Aunt Wang with her mother.

Seeing her daughter mentioning it, Mrs. Zhao said, "Go back in the evening on the second day of junior high school and bring the cotton thread that Mrs. Wang gave you."

Mrs. Zhao hesitated to speak, what does the daughter want that cotton thread for?Think about it or don't ask.That cotton daughter must be useful.

"Mother, go and get the cotton thread for you."

Afraid of delaying her daughter's return to work, Mrs. Zhao stood up and took small steps to the backyard. She took the cotton thread Wang Tonger asked for from her temporary rest room, passed by the pastry shop, and took it out on a small porcelain plate. A piece of hibiscus cake.

"Is it Xiao Tong'er?" Master Li, a skillful pastry maker in his forties, heard that it was a cute and cute little girl, and hurriedly took another piece of eight-fruit sesame flower cake.

"No, this piece of pastry is expensive, it's not good to be seen by others." Mrs. Zhao hastily evaded it, her daughter would not come here very often, just come and give her a small, inconspicuous pastry, and no one said anything.

But the piece of pastry that Master Li took was not only time-consuming and labor-intensive to make, but it was also twice the size of ordinary pastries.

If someone with a heart told him to tell the steward, he wouldn't have to suffer from him, and he would even be fined money.

Seeing that she refused to take it, Master Li knew that she was afraid that others would break his mouth, so he had to bring her another piece of fine flower cake with preserved fruit.

"Thank you, Brother Li." Mrs. Zhao said gratefully.

Ever since she came to work in the kitchen, Master Li is a nice person, thanks to his care.

Sometimes there is something at home, and the time is delayed, and he will not say anything.Silently help her do what she needs to do.

"Cough! Don't be polite to me from the Wang family."

Master Li knew that Zhao Wen was suffering, that a disabled man needed someone to take care of her, but she herself was a slave in the mansion, running around the house at home, what a miserable woman!Help yourself if you can!
Wang Tong'er saw that Mrs. Zhao had brought two pieces of pastry, she frowned with a smile, picked up a piece of hibiscus cake with her little hand and sent it to her little mouth, "Well, it's delicious." The flower cake was brought to Mrs. Zhao's lips, and she said in a delicate voice, "Mother eat this piece."

"Hey, mother has them there. Be good, Tong'er eats by herself."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhao didn't eat, Wang Tong'er coquettishly acted like a child: "No, mother, eat quickly."

She herself felt chills when she heard it, and her hair fell all over the ground...

Wang Tong'er seems to remember that when spring comes, her brother should go to the county for a test.

So he asked, "Mother, will my brother go to the county for an exam this year?"

"Well, did my brother tell you?"

Mrs. Zhao didn't go back until the night of the second year of junior high school, and just heard her son mention it.

Before, my son wanted to wait another year to take the exam. I don’t know why he suddenly changed his mind.

"Mother, my brother's body nutrition can't keep up. You have to feed him and keep him warm. In particular, you need to buy some oily meat from time to time to replenish his body. It's best to buy a charcoal basin so that he won't be frozen when he reads at night." on."

Zhao's eyes were red, looking at her sensible daughter, her voice choked up: "Oh! Mother knows, it's just a pain for you, Tong'er."

Mrs. Zhao went back and heard from their father and son that her daughter blamed the family for not using her money. She was relieved that her daughter was sensible, but also felt that the family owed her daughter.

However, what the daughter said is also true, only when his brother is successful can he protect her.

After my daughter gets the deed from the Hou's mansion, I will definitely show her a good family that doesn't rubbish the daughter-in-law and the son-in-law is kind.

At that time, even if you spend all your family has, you must accompany her with a dowry so that she will not be looked down upon by her husband's family.

"Alas!" Mrs. Zhao looked at her daughter's beautiful little face like white jade that hadn't bloomed yet.I sighed in my heart: I hope my daughter can spend the past few years in Houfu safely...
How did Wang Tong'er know that Mrs. Zhao had so many thoughts in her mind?

She happily took the cotton thread from her mother, and waved her little hand: "Mother, hurry up and get busy! Wait a few days for Tong'er to go home and see Dad."

Wang Tong'er knows that today is the busiest day in the kitchen, and the pastries and dishes in the kitchen must be fine and delicious.

"Well, dear, you have to be good with Madam." When Zhao left, she still didn't forget to remind her, so she had to turn around and go to work.

"Mother, don't worry, Tong'er is very obedient." Wang Tong'er rewarded Zhao with a big and obedient smile.

Holding the cotton thread in her hand, she returned to Qingsongyuan by the same route.

However, when passing by Huiju Garden, it was inevitable to look up at the plum blossoms coming out of the wall.

It's just that the sea of ​​plum blossoms in Mrs. Hou's Rong's backyard is not something people of her status can appreciate.

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Wang Tong'er quickened her pace and hurried back to knit her brother's scarf first.

It's just that the cotton thread has no elasticity and is plain white.

Make do with it, just plain, as long as it can keep out the wind and keep warm.

When she arrived at the back room where she lived in Qingsongyuan, she first poured some hot water from the iron pot on top of the charcoal basin into the copper basin, washed her cold little hands, then went to fetch the needles and sat down.

Because it is cotton thread with no elasticity, she doesn't want to weave any fancy patterns, so she knits the upper and lower stitches for her brother's scarf.

The upper and lower stitches are fast, thick and stretchy. I should be able to finish knitting a little late today, and I will sneak it to the kitchen tomorrow morning, and let my mother take it back to my brother.

After my brother's scarf is finished, I will knit a scarf for myself.Then knit cotton trousers for the family.

Anyway, there is less cotton thread, so go buy it from Aunt Wang.

Wang Tong'er was sitting under the eaves of the porch, basking in the sun, and was busy with her own business. When her little hands were knitting a scarf deftly, she suddenly felt a shadow cast over her head.There is also a familiar good smell of pine wood in the nose.

She looked up; "Huh?"

When will the son come back?

Why is there no sound when he walks?
Could it be that he knows the legendary lightness kung fu?

Also, isn't he on a blind date?

Could it be that the flower viewing feast is over for half a day?

No way, the Zhongyong Hou Mansion is so stingy, they don't leave any food for anyone?
Although Wang Tong'er was full of doubts, she hurriedly threw down the scarf she was knitting in her hand, stood up and bowed to him, "My maidservant has seen the eldest son."

"Ah."

Xie Yuheng in front of him was wearing a brocade robe embroidered with gold thread around the waist with dark blue patterns, a gold and silver interlaced belt around his waist, and his black hair was fixed by a jade crown.

Standing in front of Wang Tong'er, under the bright sunshine, shrouded in a cloud of light and shadow, she looks unparalleled, with a burning fairy posture and a bright moon.

　Although Wang Tong'er is an impostor, she and Zhao's mother and daughter are just like the usual loving mother and filial piety, and they get along harmoniously.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)