The Blessing of Traveling to Pregnancy

Chapter 14

After accepting Huang Fuzi's nearly cramming teaching of blows all morning, Qingmei shook her already stiff right hand.Master Huang frowned, and looked at the words she wrote sadly: "It's been seven or eight years, and it's still so rotten, so rotten! I'm so angry!"

Qingmei also glanced at her masterpiece just now, and said confidently: "Master, don't worry, I will never say that you taught it."

Master Huang choked on his throat, and after a long time, he waved his hands helplessly: "Dead wood can't be carved!"

Qing Mei saluted, "Goodbye, master." Then she left without any shame.When I was about to leave the house, I suddenly remembered something and turned back, "Master, Wen's hometown is cooking braised pork today, are you going?"

Master Huang was taken aback, and quickly got up from the bedding to put on his shoes, and yelled, "Girl, wait for me, old man! You don't respect your teacher, and you only said it at this time. Hey, hey, slow down." what!"

Doctor Wen is now seventy-seven years old, but he is still in good spirits, and sometimes he can even work in the fields.Of course, he was just having fun, and the folks around Biezhuang respected this old doctor with superb medical skills very much.Ever since Dongqiao conquered Doctor Wen with a bowl of braised pork, Doctor Wen has been looking forward to Dongqiao's arrival every day.Master Huang snorted contemptuously at first: "Desire for appetite is not the way of a gentleman." Everyone looked at him quietly, and then piece after piece of braised pork disappeared into his mouth...

As soon as he entered Dr. Wen's bamboo courtyard, Dr. Wen followed behind Dongqiao in a desperate manner.Qingmei felt puzzled, she vaguely remembered that Dr. Wen was not so delicious before, probably because she was getting old, old and urchin-like.

Dongqiao went to the kitchen familiarly.Qingmei set up the small table in the yard, and poured another pot of rice wine brewed by Doctor Wen herself.Put the jug into the wooden barrel, throw it into the well water to cool it for a while, and then carefully lift it up.Poured a glass for the two old gentlemen.Have a drink in the breeze in the courtyard.Master Huang took a sip, feeling the coolness in his heart, narrowing his eyes in comfort, and let out a long sigh.

After a while, the aroma of meat overflowed.Dongqiao brought out the braised pork, and there was a small charcoal stove under the bowl.The gravy of the braised pork in the bowl still makes a seductive sound of "gurgling".

Doctor Wen couldn't wait to grab a quick bite and put it in his mouth. The thick sauce covered every taste bud on the tip of his tongue, fragrant, thick, soft and waxy!

"Tianzi No. [-] Braised Pork, Dongqiao girl, this title belongs to you!" Dr. Wen was full of praise.

Dongqiao raised her head triumphantly—that is, she dared to be number two when it came to eating, and no one in this world dared to be number one!Thinking of this, Dongqiao inevitably mentioned Wang Cen and Xie Yunzhao who were staying in Biezhuang.

"I cooked the braised pork myself, but Mr. Xie didn't respond at all. He picked a few pieces and said he was full! He was full! A big man's appetite is actually bigger than a little girl's." Little one, I'm really angry!"

Qingmei ate her meal with no expression on her face, and the last part of the sentence "I am so angry" was what Huang Fuzi said to her in the morning, and was sold by the little girl Dongqiao.

Doctor Wen became interested: "Young master Xie? Are there two young masters staying in the villa?"

"Yes." Dongqiao was very interested in this topic, "Everyone almost knows about it."

Doctor Wen twisted his beard and smiled: "Qingmei, do you know?"

Qingmei looked at her eyes, nose, nose, mouth, and heart. At this time, she especially hoped that Master Huang would yell, "Don't talk when you eat, and don't talk when you sleep. You have forgotten the way of saints, ah!" But Master Huang is now The entanglement with the braised pork is like glue, and the saint's words are probably forgotten to the end of the world.

The big mouth of Dongqiao yelled directly: "Miss knows, she also told me not to mess with those two young masters."

"That's it." Doctor Wen nodded, and suddenly found that the bowl of braised pork had been eaten by Master Huang without saying a word, so he quickly grabbed the meat with his chopsticks.The question just now was nothing, anyway, it was just a question on a whim, how could braised pork be so important!Qingmei breathed a sigh of relief, if she was questioned by Doctor Wen, it would be bad if she was tricked into going up the mountain without permission.

After helping Doctor Wen tidy up the yard, Qingmei took Dongqiao and a servant to leave.The three of them were walking on the path in the field when they suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes not far away.The three hurried to the side of the road, and two black horses roared towards them, and they stopped beside them.

Wang Cen looked delighted, raised his finger and pointed at Qingmei, not knowing what to say for a while.Qingmei has excellent eyesight, and she saw Wang Cen and Xie Yunzhao on horseback before, and she was slightly startled—is she pretending to have amnesia at this time, or is she hoping that the two will suddenly have intermittent amnesia and forget the encounter on the mountain? There are two choices Which one is more likely?
Wang Cen was excited for a long time, and Qingmei's heart rose to her throat.At this time Wang Cen finally calmed down, and just about to shout at Qingmei, Xie Yunzhao slammed Wang Cen's crotch/dismounted horse with a whip, only heard a neigh, and the horse galloped forward like thunder.

"Farewell!"

After Xie Yunzhao finished speaking, he rode away.

Dongqiao was stunned for a while, then said blankly: "Did they just leave like this?"

Qingmei patted the ashes on her clothes, and watched quietly for a while in the direction the two left.Xie Yunzhao's actions just now... He probably doesn't want to cause trouble, Qingmei thinks so.

"gone back."

"Oh." Dongqiao nodded.

When Xie Yunzhao and Wang Cen came to Biezhuang, it was like a drop of water dropped into a calm oil pan. When the frying was heating up, the oil pan turned off...

The maids in Biezhuang returned to their normal lives, but each of them looked gloomy, and the smiles on their faces were no longer bright. The whole Biezhuang seemed to be shrouded in dark clouds, gloomy.Qingmei was leaning on the rocking chair, with ebony juice on her left hand, she sighed softly in her heart how wonderful the peaceful days are!

——Don't come to stay with a few young gentlemen, otherwise Biezhuang will never have peace.

As a result, within a few days of the leisurely life, Qian Jiao came again.

"Qingmei, I'm going to my aunt's house in the capital. I will miss you and write to you often." Qian Jiao said with tears in her eyes, holding Qingmei's hand.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Qian Jiao nodded, and talked to Qingmei for a while, but she always seemed a little absent-minded.Qingmei looked around and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Qian Jiao quickly withdrew her gaze, covered her face with a smile and said, "It's nothing, I'm just looking at your new morning glory stand, it's very beautiful."

"Oh."

Qingmei picked up the tea and sipped it carefully.

Qian Jiao sat for a while longer, talking about everything she could say, and finally had nothing to say.Finally bit the bullet and asked tentatively, "Where's Cui Jing, I want to say goodbye to him before I leave."

Qingmei put down her teacup, "I'm not sure."

"You don't know?" Qian Jiao's voice was sharp, as if she suddenly realized that she was being rude, she quickly laughed twice to cover it up.

"I don't see him very often recently." Qing Mei was telling the truth, since the last time the two of them scrambled two bowls of egg rice together in the kitchen, Cui Jing started to disappear again.

But Qian Jiao obviously didn't believe it, she forced a smile, "Qingmei, I know you might blame Cui Jing for going to beat the tiger skin, but... I'm leaving soon, we are all good friends, I will say goodbye to him before I leave Not too much."

Qingmei nodded - this is normal.

"But I really don't know where he is recently, maybe... you can ask Butler Cui."

Qian Jiao's face turned pale slightly, she bit her lower lip lightly, barely maintaining her elegant demeanor.

——She actually asked her to ask Butler Cui.Although Cui Jing came back from the mountain unscathed, Butler Cui has long been treating her too much because of this incident!Qingmei even asked her to ask Butler Cui, isn't that uncomfortable? !Lin Qingmei, why are you hiding Cui Jing like this? !
"Forget it!" Qian Jiao smiled, "Anyway, we will meet again in the future." At this moment, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly changed her sad face, "Qingmei, tell me the truth, I will go to the capital to you Do you really not blame me?"

Qingmei's mind went blank—why did she blame her?This question is so strange...

Seeing that she didn't speak, Qian Jiao thought that Qingmei was sad, so she couldn't help but feel a little proud, but she still said with a sad face: "Qingmei, don't be sad. Although Biezhuang is in the countryside, the scenery here is good. You are free, Cui The housekeeper loves you again. But don't worry, you will definitely go back, after all, you are your mother's daughter, the legitimate daughter of the Lin family."

God, this is simply bad news, a bolt from the blue! ! !

Seven years of leisurely and free life in this idyllic villa made Qingmei almost forget that the owner of this body is the prostitute of an official family!She doesn't want to go back to the big house!That complicated relationship, oh no!She will become a vampire exposed to the sun, burned alive by the glare and scorching sun!
Seeing that Qingmei's face suddenly turned pale, Qian Jiao felt a sense of revenge in her heart.Abandoned by the Lin family, Qingmei has been depressed all these years.Mother is right, men like women who are weaker, presumably it is because of this that Cui Jing treats Qingmei better.Forget it, she is going to marry into a noble family in the future, which is why her mother sent her to live with her aunt in Jingzhong temporarily.Although Cui Jing is very good, he is only the grandson of a housekeeper...

Thinking about it, Qian Jiao couldn't help feeling a little guilty again.Qingmei was also quite pitiful, she could understand why she didn't tell her where Cui Jing was.

"Qingmei..." Qian Jiao wanted to say something to make amends.But at this moment, Qingmei's mind was full of the horror scene of night creatures being exposed to the sun, and she didn't care about what Qian Jiao had to say.

Qian Jiao made fun of herself.

—— Forget it, what she said is also true, after a long time, Qingmei will gradually let go.

On the night after Qian Jiao left, Qingmei suffered from insomnia like never before.All night long, she dreamed that she was tied to a cross by everyone, exposed to the sun, and there were crackling and popping sounds in her skin.No matter how hard she tried to break free, she couldn't break free from the shackles of the cross. Every inch of her skin was drying up, even bursting, and finally disappeared with a bang...

"Ah!!!" Qingmei sat up abruptly, sweating profusely.Liangfeng, the servant girl who was on guard at night, hurried in, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Qingmei came back to her senses, and whispered: "It's just a nightmare, you go to sleep."

Liangfeng showed concern: "My maidservant is going to cook a bowl of soothing soup."

"No need, let's go down." Qing Mei waved her hand, Liang Feng didn't say anything else when she saw this, bowed her body and exited.

Qingmei was terrified for several days, but the days were still the same as before. The lords, wives, and ladies of the Lin family had long forgotten Lin Qingmei, the prostitute, and her heart gradually returned to her stomach.The only thing she didn't expect was that Qian Jiao really sent a letter back a month later.

(End of this chapter)