Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 415 Can't Hold Her
Waking up early the next morning, the weather was slightly cooler.

It's raining lightly outside.

Walking to the window, pushing open the door, apricot blossoms are wrapped in spring rain, and everyone's head and face are smoky.

The weather has been fine for nearly half a month, and it is refreshing to usher in such a rain.

Meng Baiyun stretched his waist and looked towards the side of the bed.

The bedding is messy, it's really not that she sleeps poorly, it's that Long Aohan had a good meal last night before going to bed.

Under the struggle, the bed sheet underneath was crumpled into a ball.

She blushed, afraid that Su Er would think too much when she came in, so she went to make the bed, and just as she was doing it, Su Er appeared at the window.

"Ma'am, you are awake."

"Well, when did the general leave?"

"It got up after the third watch, as usual, ma'am, this servant will bring you water to wash your face."

"it is good."

Just after washing his face, Shui Xuan came.

Greeted Meng Baiyun good morning and explained why he came.

It turned out that the old lady asked her to have breakfast.

"I see, Shui Xuan, go and tell the old lady, and I will come."

"Well, ma'am, don't worry, the old lady said, just take your time."

Meng Baiyun originally thought that what Shui Xuan conveyed was simply not wanting to rush her.

It wasn't until I changed clothes and came to Qiyuan after dressing up that I realized what the so-called "just take it easy" meant.

In Qiyuan, in the living room, the breakfast has been set up long ago, and besides the old lady, there are people in blue clothes around the dining table.

There was a bowl of porridge in front of both of them, the old lady's had already bottomed out, the blue-clothed one hadn't been touched, and the porridge was not steaming, obviously it had been served for a long time.

As soon as Meng Baiyun entered, the old lady ordered to the servant girl: "Bring up the lady's porridge."

At the same time, the maid Nuonuo said yes, and brought a cup of porridge.

The old lady looked at Meng Baiyun with a smile: "Try it, the fragrant rice bestowed by the emperor has been kept warm for you, taste how it tastes."

The steaming white porridge was boiled very thick, and it was soft and smooth in the mouth. Meng Baiyun was full of praise: "It's delicious."

The old lady's smile was still warm and warm: "I also prepared some side dishes for you, come and bring them up."

Soon, the servants brought up a few more side dishes. Although they were just pickles for porridge, they were cooked very delicately.

The original few side dishes on the table were pushed in front of Lan Yi. Compared with the side dishes in front of Meng Baiyun, the difference between those side dishes and imperial meals was simply the difference.

I saw that Lan Yi's complexion was not very good, a little pale.

Meng Baiyun noticed that her bowl of porridge, which had lost the heat, was not so much porridge as rice leftover from cold water, with distinct grains.

The old lady treats them differently.

"Lan Yi, since your sister-in-law is here, you can start." The old lady said, turning to Meng Baiyun, "Mother has already eaten first, and she is too old to bear the hunger, but Lan Yi is waiting for you, you It's her sister-in-law, she should wait for you."

Meng Baiyun now understood what Shui Xuan meant when he said that it would be better to come slowly.

Totally on purpose.

Just let Lan Yi wait.

Meng Baiyun understood that the old lady was blatantly trying to run on Lan Yi, and wanted to embarrass Lan Yi.

The blue clothes had a piece of flour, which was even paler.
The eyes were crystal clear, crying tears of grievance, and the hand holding the spoon almost crushed the spoon.

You can see that she is holding back.

"Why don't you eat?"

The old lady glanced at the blue clothes lightly, and the blue clothes forced a smile: "Old lady, just eat the blue clothes."

Scooping up a mouthful of porridge and stuffing it into her mouth, her expression showed that she wanted to spit it out.

But the old lady looked at her with a smile, and she knew what was going on in her heart, so she swallowed hard.

"Is it tasty?"

the old lady asked.

Lan Yi gave a very ugly smile: "It's delicious."

"Then eat more. Since you are sick, eat more, and you will recover quickly. Shuixuan, let the kitchen keep the leftover porridge. Miss Lan Yi is not feeling well. From now on, I will eat three meals a day." Just drink porridge, don't send in other things, especially meaty, sweet and greasy, people who are sick are the most unacceptable, there are only disadvantages and no benefits."

Shui Xuan responded secretly: "Yes, old madam, this servant will go and give orders."

The old lady turned to Meng Baiyun: "Baiyun, what would you like to have for lunch? Braised pork knuckle, or sauce-flavored meat? Or eight-treasure duck, or roast goose?"

"Mom, just eat whatever you want."

"Okay, then let the kitchen make four dishes and one soup, with a combination of meat and vegetables. You can eat for one person and make up for the other. It's better to eat better."

The old lady kept her composure and vividly interpreted the difference between cloud and mud.

Lan Yi didn't even dare to say a word of refutation, because the old lady was completely "good-hearted".

She is a crooked "patient", how can she stand big fish, big meat, meaty, sweet and greasy, if she can't help this mouth, it means her illness is cured, then get out.

She must sacrifice something to be able to live.

After drinking a bowl of wrinkle, she didn't touch any of the side dishes, probably feeling suffocated in her heart.

Standing up, she excused herself and said goodbye: "Madam, I'm done eating. I'm not feeling well. I'm going back to rest."
"Don't be in a hurry." The old lady gave a wink, and the maid went back to the room and took a box of things.

Open it, and there are a few black pills inside: "These are all big tonic pills. They were given by one of Aohan's father's subordinates. They were dug out from under the bed when cleaning up a while ago. They said they are the best cure for your body." Deficiency syndrome, come and pour a glass of water. ——Lanyi, your body is so weak, eat and drink, it is really effective to keep it clean."

It was given away when the old general was still there. It must have been the medicine many years ago. Looking at the black pills, it has been air-dried for a long time, and some of them are cracked. You can faintly see some growths inside. White hair and green hair.

What the old lady discarded until now is not really a precious tonic. It is supposed to be flour dumplings mixed with some Chinese herbal medicine. After such a long time, even the flour dumplings with preservatives will be spoiled.

But the old lady's smiling and considerate appearance didn't give Lan Yi any room to refuse.

The maid brought the water up.

Meng Baiyun saw Lan Yi's hands tightly pinching the clothes, his knuckles were blue and white.

Tsk tsk, this thing, she has it too if she can eat it.

"Come on, eat it, take one a day, and you'll be fine if you eat it all."

Lan Yi bit her lower lip almost invisible, and raised her hand stiffly. Just as she was about to put it into the box, a huge cockroach suddenly popped out of it.

Everyone was very frightened, and the old lady was also very frightened. She knocked over the box with her hand, and the pills rolled all over the floor.

Where did the cockroaches come from at this time of year?

Meng Baiyun soon understood that the old lady was really trying to fix her blue clothes.

"Oh, I'm scared to death. It really is a great tonic. I've never seen such a big cockroach in this room. Have you seen it? Have you seen it?"

The maids shook their heads one after another: "I've never seen it before."

The old lady ordered the servant girl as if nothing had happened: "Pick them up and pick them up."

The box was put on the table, and there were still a few cockroach droppings inside.

Lan Yi obviously noticed it too, and his face became paler and paler.

After picking up all the pills and putting them back into the box, the old lady looked terrified: "It's really scary, Lan Yi, you are scared, come here, there must be no cockroaches this time, the old lady will take it for you personally."

"Old lady!"

Lan Yi's eyes were bloodshot, because he was suppressing his anger and grievance.

"What's wrong? I was so scared, my face turned pale."

"I'll be fine if I take care of my body, so I don't need to waste such precious medicine as you."

"Hey, it's not precious, it's not precious, it's precious and precious, turn over and pour water for Miss Lanyi again."

The maid filled another glass of water.

The old lady personally delivered a pill and the glass of water with a loving attitude that could not be refused: "Eat it, the cockroach is so strong after eating it, you can see how nourishing it is. When Father Aohan was young, he led the army to fight. If there are cockroaches in the rice pile, the rice will be scrambled for. The food shortage in the front line, the cockroaches are willing to climb must be good rice, not the moldy rice and rotten rice. Eat something delicious, hurry up and eat."

The pill was almost delivered to his mouth in an oppressive gesture.

How could Lan Yi not be clear, the old lady did this on purpose.

She had guessed that nothing good would happen when she came here in the morning, but she didn't expect the old lady to be so mean.

At this moment, how much she wanted Long Aohan to show up to save her. At that moment, the pills were not kept properly because of rat feces. She felt disgusted all over her body, and resisted in every pore.

"Eat."

Putting the pill to her lips, the old lady still looked like a smiling Buddha.

But the eyes reveal a hint of danger, you dare not eat it.

Lan Yi finally opened his mouth, almost grabbed the water, and poured it down desperately.

Only then did the old lady smile and said: "Look at you child, you are so impatient, no one will fight with you, and it will happen every day from now on, old lady, I am all for your own good, let's go, go back and rest, I will send porridge at noon In the past, I saw that you didn't eat a single side dish, and it seemed that you didn't like it, so I sent someone to send white porridge over."

The reason why they don't eat small dishes is because Meng Baiyun's dishes on the other side of the table are too rich. Compared with her side dishes, they are like pig food.

But he didn't expect that the old lady could "treat" her so harshly.

How can a bowl of white porridge be full?

If it's like this morning, with sand in the clear soup and water, how can she eat it.

"What's the matter, is it raining too much outside, do you still want to sit for a while?"

How dare she sit down.

"No, old madam, Lan Yi is leaving."

"Go, Shuixuan, send Miss Lan Yi off."

"Yes."

Shuixuan went to the door, took an umbrella, and opened it. It turned out to be a broken umbrella. It was raining heavily outside and light rain inside.

The old lady pretended to be harsh: "Shuixuan, why did you take such a broken umbrella and change it?"

Shui Xuan responded to the voice, turned around to look for an umbrella, but was stopped by Lan Yi: "No need, this one will do."

After speaking, he took the umbrella and disappeared into the rain.

This day, the father seemed to be with the old lady all the way. It was still light rain just now, but now it was pouring down.

As soon as the blue clothes left, the old lady sneered and her face darkened: "It's quite interesting, I didn't dare to pick and choose with me."

Meng Baiyun just watched a movie while eating, and after watching it, he didn't delay eating, he was full.

"Mother, Gao Ming, that pill almost spit out my breakfast."

"What's so clever, if I sing a bad face, Ao Han will come to sing a red face when he turns around. That little girl is very scheming, and she is best at putting on a show. I don't know how to tell Ao Han about today's matter. It happens that if Ao Han comes to me, I will Let him send this little girl away, you don't have to worry, there is no room for her under Mother's eyes."

(End of this chapter)