Because of the previous incident, after a group of people silently finished breakfast, the old lady of the long room did not continue to leave Xie Yuanmao to speak, only said a few words to come over every few days to say goodbye or something, and then let them go back to the third room. The eldest lady can be a person, and she likes to pose as the head of the family, so she took the initiative to ask Ying to send their family out.

When the old lady heard this, she thought highly of the eldest lady and felt that she would be a person and sensible.

So the eldest lady kept sending them to the door of the weeping flowers, and only then did she help Xie Shuning put together the hood with her own hands while smiling, and then glanced at the traces on her forehead that were still red and swollen, and said, "Poor one, don't get wet when you go back." ”

"Thank you aunt for your concern, Ah Man remembers." Xie Shuning saluted respectfully. She is only five years old now, but at this moment, the noble aura that she has cultivated for many years as Mrs. Hou in her previous life has made her now have an indescribable layer of decorum and solemnity in her gestures.

The eldest lady was slightly surprised, among the girls of the Xie family's generation, just looking at the wealth and dignity shown when she saluted, it seemed that no one could compare with the young girl in front of her! It's the age when you love to make trouble and don't know anything, how can you be taught so well? In addition to being surprised, she thought of the dazzling things she had just seen in the Song family's mahogany box, and she couldn't help but secretly envy them.

They all thought that the Song family was just the daughter of a businessman who was not in the stream, and even if she lived a rich and noble life on weekdays, she would never be able to compare with the women of the family in Kyoto. But who knows, when he really saw the Song family, the other party was such a person.

Every move makes people unable to find a mistake for the time being, and the contents of that box alone are enough to surprise people. However, who could not understand that in the eyes of the Song family, the things that surprised them were not at all.

In this case, how rich is the Yanling Song family?

The eldest lady smiled bitterly, and then remembered the feed from the long room.

It's really not easy for her, the eldest lady in charge, to deserve it!

If the silver in the house hadn't been for her to pay for everything, she would have been unable to make ends meet, and she would have been thrown into the Jinluan Palace! But in this huge mansion, who would have thought about her difficulty. Several concubines are all unfrugal, and the two elders don't need to talk about it. The old lady of the long house just bought the ancient book a few days ago, and I don't know how much it cost. Even the daily morning food is bound to have a variety of tricks to get into the eyes of the old lady.

The more the eldest lady thought about it, the more bitter she felt, so she simply ignored it, and sent them out with a smile at Xie Yuanmao and Song Cihe.

When he got out of the long room, Xie Yuanmao picked up Xie Shuning, held her in a ball-like shape and asked worriedly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Xie Shuning blurted out the word "doesn't hurt", but fortunately, he reacted quickly and temporarily changed to what he should say, "It hurts, Daddy." ”

"Daddy gives huhu, Ah Man doesn't hurt." Xie Yuanmao coaxed the little girl softly.

Xie Shuning thought he was numb and uncomfortable, but when he thought of the Chen family and the third old lady staring at him, he really regarded himself as a child and forcibly held back. She tilted her head on Xie Yuanmao's shoulder, and kept muttering in his ear: "Daddy, is it okay for Aman to sleep in your warm pavilion tonight?" ”

Xie Yi, who was walking beside the Song family, heard this, so he hurriedly said, "I want to sleep with my sister!" ”

In ancient times, men and women did not sit at the same table at the age of seven, and although the two of them were still young, they could change those families with strict rules, and there were many boys who moved to the outer courtyard at the age of six. Although the Xie family has never been like this, it is not good for the two brothers and sisters to sleep in the same bed.

Song squeezed Xie Yi's hand and said softly: "Yi'er will stop making trouble, and wait until the day to play with her sister." ”

"Brother......" Xie Shuning couldn't stand her brother's bitter little face, and couldn't help but say, "Brother will wait until dawn tomorrow to look for Aman." ”

Xie Yi nodded, and then asked Xie Yuanmaolai, "Daddy, Yi'er's husband is still in Yanling, what about schoolwork?" ”

He liked to learn since he was a child, and he was enlightened at the age of three, but now he doesn't read a few lines a day and knows a few new words, so he asked about it on the second day he came to Kyoto.

Fortunately, the Xie family not only provided for the old lady, but also for a master surnamed Wu.

"There is a Mr. Wu in the house, his knowledge and character are excellent, tomorrow my father will go to find Mr. Wu to let you enter school as soon as possible, okay?" Xie Yuanmao didn't think about it, and blurted out.

Xie Yi was also satisfied when he heard it, so he didn't speak, and just took steps forward.

This Mr. Wu, although Xie Shuning was not familiar with it in his previous life, he also knew it. I heard that he is a great Confucian, and his knowledge is excellent. But according to Xie Shuning, he is a little too dull and not open-minded enough. So in the future, my brother will definitely not be able to study with this Mr. Wu all the time. But for now, I have to settle for it first.

In the snow, it was freezing for a while, but the snow was slippery, and the group didn't dare to walk too fast. Fortunately, there was a dragon burning in the house, and the charcoal fire was also strong, so it would take a while to warm it up again. Gui's mother instructed someone to make the hot tea that had been prepared, and then led the people out of the house, leaving only their family indoors.

But before he could say a few words, Xie Shuning heard someone coming from outside.

Then Gui's mother's voice sounded, "Chunping girl." ”

It was the people from the third old lady's side who came.

After a while, the thick curtain was raised, and Gui's mother led Chunping in.

Chunping smiled and greeted them.

Xie Shuning sat on the kang, and then realized that Chunping seemed to be much more respectful today than when they came yesterday. It seems that what happened to them in the long room this morning has already spread in the third room. But this is also inevitable, it has been several generations since the Xie family moved to Kyoto, and the maids and servants they bought at the beginning are now flourishing, and almost all the people who use them in each room now are born to families.

One after another, like the roots under a verdant tree, swirling and intertwined.

Therefore, it has only been more than an hour, and most of the people in the third room have already heard about it.

She thought about it, so she turned her head away, and turned over the flower rope with Xie Yi on the side.

"Sixth master, the old lady instructed the slave maid to come and ask you, is the dish at this dust washing banquet in the evening to be the dishes from our north, or to make more dishes from the south?" Chunping said in a respectful tone and explained, "The new chef in the house has good skills, he was originally from the south, but he has lived in the north for more than ten years, so the dishes in these two places are very good. The old lady was thinking about the fifth young master and the eighth young lady, so she specially asked the slave maid to ask you. ”

Xie Yuanmao nodded, turned his head and asked Song, "How about trying the food of the Northland?" ”

There are still decades to come, so it's good to familiarize yourself with them now.

Song Shi would not refute his meaning, so he nodded in response. Xie Shuning pretended to be inadvertent, and said softly: "Mother, Ah Man wants to drink sugar porridge." ”