C253 "Song and Li"

Chen Erniu looked at her with a complicated expression. The distance between them was too far for Mian Niang to see what exactly was hiding in his eyes, and she also didn't want to see it clearly.

Anyway, it was not the first or second day that the Aunt Chen hated her, so Mian Niang did not mind.

Mian Niang was not angry with Uncle Chen, after all, the old couple did this for his son's sake. Moreover, when their family was in trouble, she did not watch the show, she even helped them out.

Mian Niang was just a little annoyed by Chen Erniu.

She had never had any special intentions towards Chen Erniu, nor had she ever given him any response. She had already explained everything that needed to be said clearly, but every time, Chen Erniu's wishful thinking would always drag her in.

Why were all these men like this? No matter if they were engaged or already engaged, couldn't they just treat their wives wholeheartedly?

Elementary Scholars were like this, Gu Xin was the same, Mei Laozi was the same, and even Chen Erniu was the same.

Although he did not have any feelings for the Elementary Scholar and Mian Niang did not feel it was a pity to leave the Mei Family, Mian Niang still hated this kind of person.

Could it be that when two people get married, they should stay together and live a peaceful life with one's heart and one's heart?

Mian Niang pushed the door and entered. Madame Song sat on the brick bed and picked up the beans. Song Zhien had already stood up and was wiping the table.

"This time, we are not in a rush. We will wait for the official documents to arrive before we pay our respects to the Your Abba. "What should I do in the next two days?"

"Didn't you say that you want to go there tomorrow?"

"I've thought about it, although I don't believe that Jiang Ting would lie to us, but when he obtained the official documents, he became even more reliable. At that time, when he took the documents to the grave of the Your Abba, he would let him see clearly that the Yours has really gotten rid of his crimes, wouldn't it be better? It will also save us the trouble of guessing from the others when we go there. I may not understand, but I think that Jiang Ting did not want others to know about the matter between him and the Northwest General. Since we're making tofu, there's no reason for them to wait two days. These two days, you're still making tofu, and you don't want to delay anything. "Okay?"

"Done!" Mian Niang nodded her head heavily.

After saying this, the mother and daughter duo didn't know what to say. The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

Only the sound of Song Zhien walking about the room reciting could be heard.

Mian Niang looked at the sky outside and said: "Then mother, I will go get water first."

"Un, go on!"

Madame Song Li only spoke without raising her head. She had yet to completely adapt to speaking calmly to her daughter like this.

At this moment, he really didn't know what to say.

He thought of something and asked casually, "Who was it that passed by the door just now? I only heard the sound of the carriage. Why didn't I hear you speak? Did they come from the village?"

Mian Niang was about to go out when she heard this. She turned around and replied: "It's the Uncle Chen and the rest, but their faces look strange. It seems like they met with something and I didn't greet them."

Madame Song hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice: "If they don't fight, then so be it. In the future, if their family buys tofu, then they can also help out. But it's best to stay as far away from their family as possible, so as to avoid being smeared with meat and make it difficult to listen to them."

She had already said such similar words on Chen Erniu's blind date. However, she had been harsh and harsh on him at that time, and did not speak in such a calm manner as she did now.

Mian Niang replied: "I understand."

Madame Song Li nodded, and the mother and daughter agreed that Mian Niang would go back to work.

Song Zhien read for a while, then went to carry firewood to feed the chickens and donkeys.

By the time Mian Niang had gathered enough water, Song Zhien had already finished all the other work at home.

Mian Niang went into the house and soaked up the beans picked up by Madame Song. Song Zhien was already burning the brick bed in the kitchen.

The sound of the gate opening came from the next yard. Yukiko and Mistress Yun were going home.

Passing by Mian Niang's house, the people in the courtyard said their farewells and headed towards Plum Blossom Village.

After the siblings finished their work, the sun had already set. They went back to their rooms, Song Zhien went to memorize his books and Mian Niang went to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was the beginning of another day.

The day was like this, the day after sunrise, the day after yesterday's repetition, accompanied by smoke curling up, writing blandly.

After sending Bao Sheng, who came to retrieve the tofu, to the village to sell the tofu, Mian Niang came to know of what had happened at the Gu household.

Young Master Gu going to Prince Rong's Mansion's Miss, this kind of thing was new, but it was very far from the lives of the villagers, it could temporarily become a topic of conversation, but it was just a few days of time, and very quickly, it was replaced by gossip that was even closer to their lives.

Xiu Chi's matter seemed to have grown wings. In just two short days, Mian Niang had only heard from the beginning that Xiu Chi had offended the Gu family's new young mistress, and by the time she rushed the hairy donkey cart back home, the rumors had already become that Xiu Chi was pregnant with the Young Master Gu's flesh and blood.

Mian Niang shook his head when she heard it, but the most frightening thing was that these people did not feel that Gu Xin was at fault. At the most, they could only say, "This man is a greedy cat that cannot be controlled." Forget it, but when it came to Xiu Chi, all sorts of comments were made that were unheard-of.

These villagers were all simple and honest, understanding that it was not easy for a woman to support her family. Her father had passed away, her brother had taken over the army, and they had taken care of her business.

However, at the same time, they were happy to discuss all kinds of gossip, and habitually concluded that it was the girl who was in trouble before they knew the truth.

Mian Niang's feelings were complicated, but she finally understood why Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen looked like that when they saw her yesterday.

Something to do with it.

However, she had always had a clear conscience regarding Chen Erniu, so she couldn't be bothered to care about what others thought.

If Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen really fall out with their family because of this matter, there was nothing they could do.

When Mian Niang returned home, before she even had the chance to change her clothes, she was called over by Madame Song.

Madame Song Li found an excuse to dismiss her youngest son before saying:

"A Yunniang sat here for half a day before he left."

Mian Niang blinked her eyes lightly. She seemed to have expected something.

Sure enough, Mrs Song's next words verified her guess: "Sell the tofu later. Try to stay as far away from the Chen family as possible. But from now on, they won't be able to pick the tofu."

She patted the place beside her for Mian Niang to sit.

Mian Niang took off her hood and neck, then sat beside her. The distance between the mother and daughter was slowly closing.

"What did Aunt say?"

"I didn't say much, but I did mention something about the Chen family's New daughter-in-law. Also, last night the Chen family started quarreling again. Actually, this matter should have had nothing to do with you, but Chen Erniu was a person who couldn't understand, so I was a little worried. Furthermore, before Chen Erniu made his engagement, your Aunt Chen came over and said something unpleasant. "

Mian Niang nodded: "I understand."

Aunt Chen had always been on guard against her as if she was a thief.

"In short, if we were to continue messing with him, it would be too much of a waste."

Madame Song and Li didn't keep blaming her daughter this time.

Mian Niang nodded with a well-behaved expression. The mother and daughter pair seemed to have returned to their original state.

When Mian Niang returned to her own room to change her clothes, she suddenly realized that my attitude towards her had changed since the news from Ah Gou had arrived. She was obviously only disgusted by the constant attempts to persuade her previously, but how did it suddenly change so much?

Mian Niang couldn't come up with anything, she could only put this matter at the back of her mind and go back to work.

Madame Song Li was sewing and seemed to be deep in thought. Just what was she thinking?

Mian Niang did not bother about the matters of the Chen family. Everyone in the village knew how awkward she was with the Chen family and they never mentioned the Chen family in front of her.

On the twenty-eighth day of the third month, he made his last tofu and went to the county town in the morning. He settled the bill with Peach Blossom House for the year before and bought three servings of pastries to pay respects to the shopkeepers of Master Zhang, Steward Zhou and Peach Blossom House.

The three did not refuse, but when Mian Niang came out of Peach Blossom House, he was stuffed with a cloth bag of dumplings, weighing at least twenty kilograms.

"It was wrapped earlier, and it was filled with pure meat, so there's not the slightest bit of meat involved. Don't worry about breaking the rules."

He had been filial for three years, so everyone understood that he should not be smeared.

How could Mian Niang accept this bag of dumplings?

Master Zhang had a bad temper and only said: "If I tell you to take it, take it. Where did all this nonsense come from?"

The shopkeeper smiled and said, "Keep it, this is a return gift. Otherwise, we will have to return your pastries."

Mian Niang was even more troubled: "That pastry is not worth much money, you all know that. I'm not willing to buy the best."

"This is what's hard to come by!"

Steward Zhou ordered for Bao Sheng to bring the dumplings over to her carriage, which Mian Niang could not reject and could only accept.

As he turned around to leave, he made up his mind that he would do a good job with the tofu in his heart. He would not waste the tofu's effort.

The dumplings were brought home and the cloth bag was opened. When Madame Song saw this, she couldn't help but sigh, "We've really met a good person. It's rare for them to not bully us even though they own a big store. They only want to do business with us in good faith." This is about returning the favor! "

Mian Niang nodded her head, "I bought three servings of pastries today. I felt that it was New Year's and that I shouldn't go empty-handed. I didn't tell you first. "

"Are you afraid that I won't give up on these two pieces of money?" Madame Song Li raised his eyebrows and asked.

Mian Niang hesitated and nodded.

"These three servings of pastries are enough for us to make tofu for three days. I didn't buy the best, but I didn't buy the cheapest, Imp's pastries either."

She felt sad for him. She remembered that every time she talked about this matter, it didn't coincide with her mother's actions. Thus, she was getting used to playing it later.

Madame Song Li pursed her lips, and Mian Niang's heart rose as well.

"Forget it, forget it. From now on, you can decide on your own. Don't ask me about it."

Mian Niang was surprised, and asked carefully: "Are you angry?"