The cannon fodder stepmother dressed as the villain Zai Zai

Chapter 3

Housekeeper Song Wentong couldn't help but open his mouth wide when he saw this scene.

What is the number of the eldest lady?
It was obviously for the eldest lady to coax the young master.Why is it good now? The young master hasn't eaten yet, but the eldest lady is eating quite deliciously.

Isn't this nonsense?
There was a puzzled expression on Song Wentong's face. It seemed that the new matron and wife had no other options.

His mood became more and more depressed, and he was already thinking about how to find someone to coax and feed the young master who refused to eat.

In the courtyard, the second lady and the third lady looked at Xu Yaqin's operation and couldn't help but frowned, with question marks written all over their faces.

What is this little girl doing?
It was really stupid. I originally thought she had some tricks up her sleeve, but it turned out that she was just pretending.

Even the maids on the side were secretly sad and extremely disappointed in this lady who had only been here for a few days.

"Mmmmm~"

On the other side, Xu Yaqin didn't care what they were thinking. While eating the snacks in her hand, she showed a very happy and exaggerated expression, and even puckered her lips.

The young master, who had been hungry for a whole day without eating, had a fit of laughter coming from the corner of his mouth.Being stimulated by Xu Yaqin in this way, his stomach began to rumble.

"Hey, young master, you are hungry too. Do you want to come and eat something together?"

"no, do not want."

Although the young master was hungry, he still said with a stubborn face: "Dad... Daddy... I want Daddy, let's eat together."

"Then I'm not welcome!"

What does this woman want?
For some reason, the young master had a bad premonition. He always felt that this woman was different from other ladies.

As expected, Xu Yaqin immediately summoned her personal maid Xuanhe and ordered her:

"Xuanhe, please tell the kitchen to cook some good dishes for me."

"By the way, you can make sweet-scented osmanthus cake in Ruyi soup, stir-fried pork with pearls and emeralds, and tender and delicious watermelon juice. Make them all for me."

"My wife is in a good mood now and wants to have a good meal."

"...Madam, wouldn't this be bad?" Xuan He lowered her head and whispered back.

Xu Yaqin's face was serious and she ordered:
"Xuan He, what are you talking about? I am a mistress and wife after all. Do I not even have the right to eat a few dishes? Hurry up and let the cook cook it now. Do it carefully."

"Okay madam." Xuan He glanced at Butler Song and found that the latter had no intention of stopping her, so she followed Xu Yaqin's words.

In a short while, a large table of delicious dishes was ready.

Xu Yaqin's acting skills exploded in front of the young master. First, she came close and fanned her hand to smell the food on the table, and then showed her enjoyment in an exaggerated way.

"Hmm. It smells so good. It must taste delicious."

"The mistress is quite interesting. The dishes she ordered seem to be the dishes that this young master likes to eat on weekdays." Song Wentong seemed to know what Xu Yaqin meant. He wanted to see how she could coax the young master next. Master, eat obediently.

"Go out... go out and eat."

"You, get out...this is my room. You...go!"

The hungry young master looked at the delicious food on the table and couldn't take his eyes away, but he still stubbornly persisted.

After realizing that Xu Yaqin ignored him, the young master jumped down from the bed, moved to Xu Yaqin's side with his bare feet, grabbed Xu Yaqin's sleeves with his chubby little hands, and muttered: "Let's go" Go away, you...go away."

When Xu Yaqin saw that the young master did not drive them out without saying anything like he did to the second and third ladies, it was obvious that her strategy was working.

So she stopped using her chopsticks, put down the food in her hands, lowered her head to the young master in front of her with a serious look and said:

"Young Master, I am now the mistress of this house, and everything in this house is under my control. Why can't I eat in your room?"

"No, just no... no, why."

The young master was still persistently trying to push the mountain in front of him, but after all, he was only a three-year-old child. How could he push Xu Yaqin? In the end, the young master just wasted his energy.

Seeing the situation, he was very tired, so he sat down on the ground next to him and acted rogue.

"Woah woah woah!" The young master kept pointing at Xu Yaqin and shouted to the housekeeper in the courtyard: "Song, Uncle Song... bully, bully."

Good guy, this young master is smart, he is asking for help from the sidelines.

But Song Wentong did not move, and he ignored the young master at this time, but quietly watched what Xu Yaqin would do next.

Song Wentong decided to cooperate with Xu Yaqin. He spread his hands and explained helplessly:
"Young master, I am really powerless. This lady is now the mistress of our house. I can't do anything if she speaks."

"Bad guy, bad guy." Seeing that there was no way to call for help, the young master turned his head and turned the gun, looked at Xu Yaqin viciously, shouted, and pretended to hit someone.

Xu Yaqin decisively pinched his waving little chubby hand, and then said with a serious face:

"I'm not a bad person. Now that your father is lying in the palace, his life or death is uncertain. I am in charge of the entire Marquis Mansion. If you don't eat, it will suit my wishes. You can starve yourself by then. Come, then your father’s title and property, which he worked so hard to acquire, will all belong to me.”

"So I would like to thank you more, young master."

After Xu Yaqin finished speaking, she smiled maliciously, then reached out and touched the young master's head.

The second lady and the third lady outside the courtyard were stunned when they heard this.

No, can this be said openly?
Although both of them came here for the huge family property of the Hou Mansion.Although everyone knows this well.But it doesn’t sound good to say it, right?Xu Yaqin is really brave. She doesn't know the heights of the world, but she can say such things openly.

This is simply unreasonable to the two of them.

"Interesting." Song Wentong on the side did see some of the secrets and couldn't help but look at the young matron in a different light.

"Father... Daddy..."

Sure enough, when he talked about his injured father, the three-year-old young master couldn't help but show a hint of sadness on his face.

"Bad, bad woman...you, you're dreaming."

"Everything here belongs to my father, it's all mine, it's not yours..." Although the young master is not old, he can understand the meaning of what Xu Yaqin said.

He didn't have a good impression of Xu Yaqin to begin with, so naturally he wanted to do the opposite of her in everything.

As long as Xu Yaqin is unhappy, he will be happy.

How could this young master now allow Xu Yaqin's so-called treacherous plan to succeed?

(End of this chapter)