Chapter 212: Worry
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She was born in a real family, and the Liu family was kind-hearted, and her father Liu Erye was the only one in the house when she was born. So although Liu Jiahui has always heard of the dirty things in other people's back houses, she has never experienced those ghosts and ghosts.
She didn't know how bottomless the Mo family's women were when they were crazy.
Although Liu Jiahui didn't understand Mo Shaoli's hints, the two big girls in Dongxi Courtyard watched Xia Nianqiu coldly these days, but they saw some clues.
After lunch, Liu Jiahui took a lunch break in the blue gauze cupboard.
Nian Xia and Nian Qiu watched her sleep outside, sitting and talking and doing needlework.
āā¦ā¦ I want to take advantage of this free time to make a few more clothes for the little young master in my wife's belly! After the little master is born, I'm afraid there won't be so much time! Nian Xia said as he twisted the thread.
Nianqiu lowered her head and threaded the needle, and said with a smile: "What my sister said is that when the little master wears what we make ourselves, my wife will always feel more at ease." ā
As the two were talking, they talked to Lu Qiuyue, the cousin girl who had often come to Dongxi Courtyard recently.
Nian Xia opened his head to the blue yarn cupboard, and saw that Liu Jiahui was sleeping well, so he lowered his voice and said, "...... Isn't a cousin Lu enough to poke the eye and make trouble? Even the maid has to move forward! ā
Nianqiu knew when she heard that she was talking about the big girl in front of Mrs. Mo in Jiashantang, Hongxiu, who had nothing to do in the past few days, ran to Dongxi Courtyard, and was more diligent than Lu Qiuyue.
She also whispered, "Not really! Yesterday, the old man entered the yard with his front feet, and she followed with her back feet, wearing a brand new dress, red shoes and green socks, and wearing flowers and flowers. ā
Hongxiu is nineteen years old this year, and has been working as an errand boy by Mrs. Mo's side since she was bought into Mo Mansion at the age of eleven, and it has been seven or eight years. According to the rules of the Mo family, when the maid grows up to eighteen years old, it is customary to be assigned to the marriage match of the youngest maid of the same age in the family.
At the end of last year, when Wu and Mrs. Mo talked about the maids in the house who were old enough to be released, they also mentioned red embroidery: "...... The red embroidery girl next to my mother is now old, and the housekeepers in the outer courtyard have asked me several times, all waiting for the person who has been trained by the mother to be a daughter-in-law! ā
Mrs. Mo smiled and went to see the red embroidery, and said to the Wu family: "Another day, you have people bring all the boys from those families to me to see, and I will personally check the red embroidery!" They can't be allowed to coax my people away so easily! ā
She has used red embroidery well over the years, but she is actually very reluctant to let it out, but the age of the girl has arrived, and she can't stay by her side to be an old girl.
When Hongxiu heard Wu say that she was going to let her out to match someone, her face was faintly pale.
But there is a glimmer of hope.
The old lady will definitely keep her!
At this moment, when she heard Mrs. Mo say the same, she was anxious, and knelt at Mrs. Mo's feet with a "poof": "Old lady, the slave is reluctant to give up the old lady!" I also want to serve the old lady for a few more years, and beg the old lady not to drive the slave away! As he spoke, he kowtowed again and again, and wept frequently.
As mentioned earlier, although the old lady of the Mo family has various shortcomings such as greed for money, vulgarity, shallow eyes, and too much love for face. But her advantages are also very obvious, in addition to the advantage of being beautiful, the other is to protect the short.
The old lady is very tolerant of the people around her, and she is easy to be touched. Otherwise, she wouldn't have indulged Mama Hou like that, making Mama Hou look like a deputy old lady in the house.
Hearing Hongxiu say so sincerely, Mrs. Mo was immediately moved.
I feel that other girls are willing to accompany her as an old woman at a young age, which is really rare loyalty, how can she force other girls to match the little girl?
Therefore, she agreed to Hongxiu's request and said to Wu: "Eighteen years old is not too big, and there is a precedent in the house to keep a maid until the age of twenty. ā
Wu doesn't care, she has no friendship with Hongxiu, and it has nothing to do with her whether Hongxiu stays or leaves.
And she agreed.
Old Mrs. Mo didn't know that the red embroidery girl was willing to sacrifice her young age to stay, and it was not her old lady who wanted to accompany her, but the elegant and handsome man in the Winter Courtyard who stood tall and tall.
In the first few years, because the fourth master wanted to guard the system for the fourth wife, Hongxiu didn't dare to act rashly, and then there was a big battle between Cousin Lu and Aunt Qian, and she couldn't get into it.
It wasn't until Mo Jun and Liu Jiahui got married that the stone in Hongxiu's heart finally fell to the ground.
I heard that the new fourth wife is knowledgeable and virtuous...... I think I should be able to tolerate myself, right?
After Mo Jun and Liu Jiahui got married, Hongxiu took the opportunity to test the new fourth wife several times, and found that the new fourth wife was really a rare good person, and what was even more rare was that she was gentle and kind to herself, and she did not reject it at all.
Red embroidery couldn't help but move her mind again.
Unexpectedly, she hadn't met with Fourth Master Mo yet, and Old Lady Mo over there actually picked up Miss Lu Biao again.
Hongxiu was a little flustered.
Although she said that what she was asking for was just the position of a girl in the room, and Cousin Lu wanted to be an aunt, but she waited for so long, and finally waited for such a good opportunity as the fourth wife to get pregnant, how could Lu Qiuyue be the first to be preempted?
The fourth master has an aunt, where do you still need to have a room?
Because of this, she has been running to the Winter Dawn Courtyard more often than Lu Qiuyue in the past few days.
Nian Xia listened to Nian Qiu's words, pursed her lips and said, "She also bullied our wife for being sexual!" I don't know what the old lady thinks, but she also indulges her! ā
"It's not just indulging her!" Nian Qiu became a little angry as she spoke.
"Isn't Cousin Lu also using the name of an old lady to poke people's eyes every day!"
Nian Xia sighed: "If you want to say that our aunt is good in everything, the seventh girl and his wife are also intimate, but the back house of Mofu ...... But it's too messy! I really don't know what the future will ......."
She was talking about this, but she seemed to hear Liu Jiahui sighing in the blue yarn cupboard, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly put it away, stood up and walked in lightly, and looked at the bed through the tent.
In the shadowy gauze tent, Liu Jiahui lowered her eyelashes and closed her eyes, sleeping well.
Nian Xia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quietly retreated again, and waved his hand at Nian Qiu.
Nianqiu suppressed her voice and said, "Mrs. is pregnant now, let's talk less about these things in the future, so as not to make my wife feel upset when she hears it." ā
Nian Xia nodded and said worriedly: "That said, it's ...... Let's look at it, there is an old lady mixed in it, and I am afraid that our yard will not be stable in the future! ā
Nian Qiu sighed: "Speaking of which...... Whose back house is not a little dirty, and it is as quiet as our Liu family? Now I only hope that my wife can give birth to the little master safely, and nothing else...... Let's walk and see. ā
Both of them were a little silent when they said this.
In the blue yarn cupboard, Liu Jiahui slowly opened her eyes and looked at the top of the tent in a daze.