Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 201: Mother Chang and her life 1

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It was night, Minglan slept extremely unsteadily, half-dreaming and half-awake, always feeling a gaze looking at herself, and opened her eyes in confusion, but she saw Gu Tingye slightly sideways, half-leaning over her side staring; Ming Lan was extremely sleepy and vaguely said, "Why don't you sleep?" After a while, Gu Tingyi said softly: "You sleep well, you are exhausted these days."

The tone was full of deep pity and grievance, and a faint apology.

The girl's long eyelashes trembled suddenly.

She is really tired.

Managing a large mansion is very tiring. It is tiring to socialize and give gifts to others. It is tiring to watch out for others to calculate more tiring all day long. You have to spend three times in your stomach before you dare to say a word. Afraid of being picky, fearful of accusations, and even more fearful of getting caught in painful feet and causing him trouble, if this goes on, she can fly directly to the lunatic asylum.

A long, long time ago, she swore an oath in front of the Buddha that she would work hard to live well.

Every day, no matter how busy she is, she has to take time to rest, enjoy flowers, read books, play chess, draw, and make her own "Beibeishan Series" needlework, facing the empty lake and mountains over and over again. Silently reciting Buddhist scriptures, those charming and charming poems, those vast mountains and rivers, happily like the breeze blowing across the ridge, with a strange soothing power.

Smiling, praying, looking to the Buddha with pity, I only wish peace and joy, and my heart is like a mirror.

Everyone says she is blessed--but at least, this man knows her fatigue and difficulties.

Minglan leaned forward crookedly, twisting and twisting into his arms like a little dog. In the cold early summer night, it seemed that only the embrace of the man beside him was warm.

After breakfast, the three of Kouxiangyuan came to greet you as usual.

Qiu Niang’s eyes were swollen like big walnuts. It was obvious that she had been crying all night, her expression languishing, Hong Si still talked with a smile, as if she didn’t know what was going on. As for sister Rong, good day. After eating and drinking well, it looks white, but there are still words or phrases in the mouth.

Ming Lan had a cordial conversation with them, each of them had three active voices, and let them play the rest. Ms. Hong Kong usually took the lead. But today, Ming Lando said a few words.

"Mother Chang is coming this afternoon. Then ask Mama Hua to bring Sister Rong over."

Qiu Niang's lips moved, but she didn't speak, Sister Rong also raised her drooping head. Hong Liu looked surprised: "Mother Chang is coming. I used to hear the old master talking about this mother. Now that I live in Beijing, I can come and go often." The tone was very expectant.

Ming Lan glanced at her, lifted the tea cup, and said lightly: "The master told me that Mother Chang had taken care of Sister Rong, so she asked Sister Rong to come out and see her."

Qiu Niang's face became more and more ugly. Sister Rong lowered her head and thought, as if she was thinking of something, Hong Kong's eyes were slightly stagnant, and she immediately turned off the topic with a smile on her face, Minglan let her play freely. Minutes later, I served the tea.

After the person left, Minglan looked up at the carved and painted beams of the house, in a daze; to say that this mother Chang is also a strange person.

She went to the Bai family to be a nanny after she died of her newborn daughter. She was very dedicated. The old lady Bai proposed to accept the couple of the Chang family. Who knows that Mother Chang would rather give less benefits and refuse to follow. As Mrs. Bai became more and more prosperous, Mother Chang was valued for her loyalty, and her family gradually improved. When Mrs. Bai got married, many servants rushed to go to the Hou Mansion to enjoy the blessing, but she didn’t. Follow along, but go back to my hometown to run my own small family.

After Gu Tingye went straight to Qingyun, Mother Chang still did not rush to cling to her, but was very determined to continue to be a free flat-headed citizen. Even when Chengyuan was first established, she came to the mansion to help rectify at the request of Gu Tingye. After a while, when Mr. Gongsun came from the south, she returned to her home again.

Even when she came here this time, she made it clear that she was only coming in the afternoon.

This is very interesting. In ancient times, most of the visits to other people’s homes were in the morning. Minglan secretly guessed that Grandma Chang’s considerations: First, come home in the afternoon, the possibility of encountering Gu Tingye is higher; second, if you come in the morning , The host's family will definitely stay for dinner.

Mother Chang has a decent seniority. After all, she has been a nurse of the Bai family. She always loses half of the status of a servant. Therefore, she refuses to go to the table and eat with the master, but if she really wants her to say it clearly At this level, the meaning of'servant does not share the table with the master' came, and she seemed unwilling to be humble, so she simply came in the afternoon.

This old man is very hierarchical, but also very proud.

About two quarters later, Ming Lan woke up from a nap and washed her face. While she was dressing up, someone from outside reported: Mother Chang's family of four is here. Minglan immediately asked Xiao Cuixiu to teach Sister Rong in Kouxiangyuan, and after she was properly dressed, she went to the Xiaohua Hall to wait; after a short while, Liao Yong's family led people into the hall.

I saw that Dangtou was an old woman with gray hair, dressed in a dark blue, non-patterned brocade with two-finger-wide black fleece, and a face full of wrinkles, not smiling; Followed by a woman who is less than 40 years old, a long rust-red satin coat with dark satin patterns, and a pair of little children behind her. The girl wearing apricot and yellow embroidered coats with branches and flowers is about fifteen or six years old. The boy on the side looked at the lightly pigmented little scholar growing gown in his early ten years old.

This dress Minglan is very familiar, and the brother Changdong in the family is also used to it, but the embroidery is much better.

Ming Lan slowly got up, smiled and stepped forward to bless Grandma Chang: "Grandma is here, I've been looking forward to it for a long time, I don't know how many times the master mentioned the grandma."

Mother Chang turned sideways slightly, avoiding Ming Lan’s courtesy, and at the same time bending her knees, giving Ming Lan a serious blessing, and solemnly said: "The old woman has seen her."

While talking, she was also looking at Ming Lan, and saw that the young lady in front of her was just a young girl, wearing a light purple cloud pattern and a lotus-like gauze jacket, with her hair in a bun and a simple hairpin. The wishful hairpin with the lotus head of mutton fat and white jade is like the dew that condenses in the morning. It is clear and bright, indispensable, between words and laughter, elegant attitude and temperature, good-will and clear eyes, and noble temperament.

As soon as we met, Mother Chang couldn't help but nodded secretly.

She turned slightly and pointed to the person behind her: "This is my daughter-in-law, her maiden name is Hu." The middle-aged woman lowered her head and stepped forward to bow her knees to Ming Lan. Ming Lan smiled and gave a half ceremony: "Sister Chang is good."

"Madam is well." Chang Hu raised her head slightly. She was still a bit beautiful, but her skin was dark, and her mouth was always hanging down, and she looked miserable. She opened her mouth to please, full He smiled and said, "I was thinking about coming to see the lady. I said that the lady is the child of a fairy nurse. I didn't believe it. When I saw it today, alas, how can the Queen Mother and Empress be willing to come to the earth!"

As soon as Ming Lan saw Chang Hu's dress, she couldn't help but tilt her mouth. Dark-skinned people dared to wear dark red. She was really courageous enough. After hearing this, she couldn't help but rush out: "Sister Chang is so funny! Please sit down."

Chang Hu didn’t sit in a hurry. He glanced at his mother-in-law, and saw that Mother Chang pointed to the next two children: “This is my granddaughter Chang Yan, this is the grandson all year round; Swallow, the younger brother, not yet Li."

The two siblings immediately stepped forward, one left and the other came up and bowed to salute. Minglan could receive the ceremony safely this time. When the siblings came and raised their heads, Minglan couldn't help but startled.

The two brothers and sisters were born quite alike. They were both black-skinned and beautiful, but their temperaments were quite different. Chang Yan is just an ordinary Xiaojiabiyu. Because he lived in the countryside of Beijing for a few years, he has also brought a bit of rusticity, but all year round, he has a school of books that is upright, speaks clearly, and behaves generously. See the constraints of wealth.

Everyone sat down and talked, and even the brother of Miss Chang's family called him to sit down.

The three of Changhu's mother and son seemed to come back for the first time. After sitting down, they couldn't help but look around the decorations in the hall, especially Chang Hu. They only saw the quiet and elegant decorations in the hall. .

A mutton fat white jade bottle that is as high as Chilai is clean and flawless. It is simply placed in a Baibao grid. The two carved red sandalwood chairs are dull and bright. She can't help rubbing them with her hands. Sitting down in the chair, he kept praising, "Madam, this is such a good place, I actually felt that I was in the fairy house; alas, looking at the bonsai...Uh, could it be made of jade and stone? There is also this mat, which is What kind of bamboo..."

The woman's words and deeds have a scent of the market, and she doesn't really make it to the table. The mother Chang on the side frowned slightly, looked at her daughter-in-law, but did not speak, and then looked at Ming Lan, she did not show disdain or impatience. He didn't try to please himself, only smiled and joked, as if Chang Hu's words were really interesting.

"I don't know very well." Ming Lan tried to recall, "It seems to be the bamboo in the middle of Sichuan. The towering big moso bamboo was cut into pieces, and only the finest and toughest pieces were picked, and then the long bamboo sticks were drawn. The thickness is polished over and over again with thick and thin white stones. I am afraid that it will have to be polished thousands of times, and then grind it into a thin bamboo silk, and then weave it out." The felt mat woven in this way will be soft and white as cotton satin.

Chang Hu took a breath, his eyes were envious, and he exclaimed: "My ancestor Huang Tian, ​​how much effort is needed! How much money should I have? It's strange to feel so slippery like this, oops, This blessing is used by our flat-headed people..."

This Minglan can’t be humble. In ancient times, it was not a commodity society, and sometimes money could not buy anything, because in the imperial power society, the real best high-end products were made by royal tribute, which was made by the special workshop craftsmen of the palace. of.

Since the beginning of summer, the palace keeps rewarding summer items. There are many things Ming Lan has never seen before. Like this bamboo mat mat, if it’s not for fear that bamboo products will become moldy after a long time, Ming Lan I want to hide things in the warehouse.

Mother Chang's brows were knotted, and she looked back at her daughter-in-law, and successfully stopped Chang Hu's chattering. Minglan was nothing. After a few words, she turned to Mrs. Chang: "... …I heard that the mother is now living in Mao'er Hutong, I wonder if the house can live? Is it convenient to get in and out?"

Mother Chang's wrinkles softened: "Thanks to Brother Ye, the house is very good. There are two courtyards and two entrances. Let alone our four orphans and widows. In the future, my brother will beg a wife. It’s enough to have children and to live. The neighbors on both sides are also well-regulated. There are roads in front and back of the alley. It is easy to come and go regardless of the carriage or sedan chair."

"That's good, Master and I can rest assured..."

Ming Lan picked up a bright fruit from the celadon plate, smiled and was about to say something, but Chang Hu interrupted again: "It's not all good, the position is a little bit off, and the place is deserted. If you want to buy some pens and ink books for Nian brother, or add some new clothes to Yanzi, you have to catch up for a long time. If you can..."

"Shut up." Mother Chang's face began to look ugly, and she put the teacup on the table again and again, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Chang Hu immediately silenced, Ming Lan looked over curiously, and saw that although she closed her mouth, she didn't mean to be ashamed. She seemed to be thick-skinned, and she was used to being scolded by her mother-in-law. I'm not so afraid of being scorned by the public; I still eat a snack without incident.

Mother Chang finished staring at her daughter-in-law, then turned her head to Minglan and said: "Madam, please don't be polite, we have troubled Brother Ye for not much. Alas... the old lady is not afraid of embarrassment, so let's just say it." He sighed and said in a low tone, "It's all my ineffective son! I can't study, but I go to learn people and do business. It's a pitfall. It's not enough to be clean at home. People are also beaten to death. Family. I just licked my old face and dragged my family to the capital. Who knows that my eldest girl disappeared more than ten years ago. Seeing that the mountains and rivers are exhausted, I am at a loss for Brother Youye! Helped us set up a field and The house, only then can it live to the present day."

As soon as these words came out, Minglan couldn't hide his surprise.

She was not surprised by what Mother Chang said, but Mother Chang would be so outspoken and blew herself up as a family ugly.

Gu Tingye never mentioned these things to Ming Lan, but Ming Lan had already passed it.

In ancient times, the emphasis was on keeping the soil and keeping the industry, and the leaves fell back to their roots, and they did not leave the homeland. If Mother Chang had lived well in Haining, how could she suddenly drag her family and move to the capital? It's been nearly ten years since I've been disconnected from the old master's family, and it doesn't seem to be a sudden loyalty outbreak; it seems that Chang's family has no students to go to Beijing to rush the exam, or a business plan to open a branch.

Then, there is only one conclusion, the Chang family can't stay in their hometown anymore, they are here to defect to the old master's house.

Since we got married, although Minglan has many puzzles in her heart, Yanhong's death, Manniang's ins and outs, and another child, if Gu Tingye said voluntarily, then she would listen, but she never asked anything. Even if it is a husband and wife, it is not convenient to talk about it personally, but Gu Tingye obviously didn't mean to mention it.

It's been almost ten years since Grandma Chang came to Beijing. She must know all the inside information. She is the breakthrough point, so from a long time ago, Minglan deliberately figured out the nature and behavior of Grandma Chang.

So, what kind of person is she?