As the days went by, the weather gradually cooled down, and Huiya woke up in the morning and lay on the hot kang, not wanting to get out of bed at all, because it was already very cold outside.

After several psychological constructions, Huiya still crawled out of the quilt and hurriedly put on the clothes that the incense sticks had dried in advance, but Huiya still felt a little cold and her teeth chattered.

"It's getting cold so quickly." Huiya lived in the south when she was a child, and although she lived in the north for almost ten years in her previous life, she still had some misadaptation to the cold weather.

"Yes, the sky in this capital is really cold, this is not counting nine, it is a few points colder than the coldest time of the year in Huxi." Xiangzhi, who came from Huxi Ye's hometown, also felt the same way, rubbing his arms while helping Huiya take care of her clothes, showing that she was also very concerned about the weather in the capital.

After washing her face with warm water and combing her hair again, Huiya went to the main room to ask for peace, and by the way, she helped Mrs. Lian to look at the accounts of the family and arrange a festival or something.

Now that even Mrs. is a month old, and when she holds a round belly all day long, and does nothing, she is already very energetic. She is worried about the big girl and the little tiger on the one hand, and on the other hand, she has to take care of the master and the two little ones, if she is busy with the affairs of the family, she is usually too tired when she is not pregnant with a child, not to mention that she is now holding a big belly.

"Aunt Cui, did you sleep well last night?" At breakfast, Hui Ya looked at Mrs. Lian's eyes with faint bruises, looking a little tired, and couldn't help asking.

"I have a big belly and I can't sleep well." Mrs. Lian smiled faintly, no matter who has a big belly, when he can't even turn over, he won't sleep too well.

"Then rest a little more during the day." Huiya persuaded softly, while helping her scoop up the porridge with green vegetables and lean meat, and sandwiched a small bun the size of an egg, watching Mrs. Lian eat slowly.

After breakfast, Huiya accompanied Mrs. Lian to listen to the report of the housekeeper's mother-in-law, at this time, all the major affairs of the Ye family were handed over to Mrs. Ye, and the small things, Huiya could do all by herself, and what she couldn't do would also help Mrs. Lian.

In this way, Hui Ya shared a lot of things for Mrs. Lian, and she also learned a lot of housekeeping things.

Huiya, who came and went like this, found that in her previous life, the so-called style of everyone's ladies was simply the view of the frog at the bottom of the well. In addition to being a bit useful for writing in the Red Cross Society, other piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and the like are not helpful to the housekeeper at all, and the name is far less important than being a good housewife who can run the housekeeper's meeting.

With this level of cognition, Huiya put aside the unrealistic feelings of the little daughter in her previous life, and seriously followed Mrs. Lian and Mrs. Ye to learn what a housekeeper should know bit by bit.

And at this time, Mrs. Lian received a post from Master Lian, oh no, now he is the deputy general of Lian, and the wives of his comrades, saying that they were going to visit him.

The big girl and the little tiger are the heirs of the Dingguo Mansion, and Master Lian was the deputy general of General Wude of the Dingguo Mansion, and he really went to the battlefield and crawled out of the sea of corpses and blood. At the beginning, for the sake of the two children, even the old man returned to his hometown in the mountains incognito, and now that the children are returned, the previous official position will naturally come back.

There is a lady who wants to visit the door, such a thing Hui Ya really has not Zhang Luo, in the past and present life, Hui Ya's close friends and sisters, add up to just one big girl, if the little thing can be counted, it is just two.

They are all people from their own family, where can they talk about Zhang Luo's banquet or something, Huiya was a little numb when she heard this, and she couldn't bear to bother Mrs. Lian, so she couldn't help but ask Mrs. Ye for advice.

After asking for advice from Mrs. Ye and knowing that there were a lot less things to entertain the ladies at home, Huiya received the silver from Mrs. Ye, so she went out to buy the cart and horse. A beautiful set of disks, fresh fruit for hospitality, a new tablecloth on the table, etc., are all in the scope of purchase.

In fact, this purchase does not have to be done by the wife of the house, but Huiya knew that she lacked too much in her previous life, so she always thought about how to learn more and make up for it, so she went out to buy it herself, and by the way, she could also learn about the market situation.

In addition to this, Huiya is actually a little selfish, according to the last time they went to the old lady of Zhao's mansion to go out to incense, it has been more than half a month, Huiya wants to take the opportunity to go out to Zhao's mansion again, to see if she can see her grandmother, and to determine her identity.

However, Huiya passed in front of the Zhao Mansion a few times, and when there were people at the gate, she also asked Aunt Yi to post to ask to see the old lady of the Zhao Mansion, but there was no follow-up.

This matter is extremely strange to say, the first few posts were in the name of Master Ye, although Master Ye is a famous businessman in Huxi, but his reputation in the capital is not obvious, and it is normal for no one to sell face.

But two times later, Huiya asked Aunt Yi to take the name of the deputy general, and she was never heard from again.

This situation made Hui Ya's heart feel a little inexplicably uneasy, as if between herself and Zhao Fu, she was blocked by an invisible hand.

Sitting in the carriage, looking at the steps of the gate of the Zhao Mansion, watching the righteous aunt was stopped by the door of the Zhao Mansion again, and the matter of returning to the mansion once again stood still without progress, Hui Ya only felt that she was at a loss in her heart and didn't know what to do.

The gate of Zhao's mansion was dark and shiny, only a few dozen steps away from Huiya's carriage, but it was far away as if it could not be seen or touched. Huiya's heart is very conflicted, she wants to go home, she wants to see her father, but she can't be ungrateful, leave Aunt Cui, who has a big belly and a low mood, and desperately stay in front of Zhao's house, waiting or rolling around to make people come out.

Huiya's heart made her not able to do that, she did that, she was sorry for Aunt Cui, who loved her as if she loved her own daughter, so she did it, she was sorry for loving her family, not to mention whether she could enter the Zhao Mansion or not, but she ruined her reputation again.

Huiya can't and doesn't dare, with so many things, to spell the possibility that I don't know if there is or not.

But Hui Ya's heart can't let go, it's not that she can't let go of Miss Zhao's identity, nor can't she let go of the toss of the black miasma in the house, she just can't let go of her father who loves her, she can't let go of her mother who never forgot her mother when she died in her previous life, and she can't let go of her brother who stood up for herself, and then she was so hurt that she broke her leg and couldn't stand up for the rest of her life......

Who can really let go of such flesh and blood affection?

So, that invisible hand separated Hui Yasheng outside the gate of the Zhao Mansion, so that she could only look at her home and cry, but there was no way to go back. (To be continued.) )