In fact, Aunt Jiang is a good child, and she is deeply favored by Zheng Guogong, so it is reasonable to be pregnant.

But Zheng Lingyi has already offended the Lu family because of his younger brother's affairs, although the Lu family does not take it to heart now, but when the child grows up, the Lu family will definitely take action.

In addition, when the first birthday ceremony was given, although the county lord did not hold a banquet, he never publicized it with great fanfare.

But the fact that Zheng Guogong secretly named Ci'er still spread to the Guogong Mansion.

Where there are people, there is a mouth, and where there is a mouth, there is sin.

The name given by Zheng Guogong is Zheng Qijun, and this name is a big sin in Aunt Jiang's heart in Lu's heart.

Enlighten, open, teach! Zheng Lingyi knew in his heart that this name was not bad!

Although he didn't write calmly, he could see at a glance that he was not a descendant, but Lu was still not satisfied.

Just looking at the name of the concubine, you can know that the Lu family, even in a trivial matter like a name, is also embarrassed by others.

Because of this incident, Aunt Jiang has been going to the Buddha hall every day to worship and recite scriptures in the past three months.

I don't know if it's pitiful, but when she realized that she was pregnant, Lu happened to stop her punishment.

It's not that Lu Shi thinks that the punishment is enough, but that the Buddha Hall has another use. Aunt Jiang was punished there, and it was a bit of a hindrance for her.

Since returning from the Fox Immortal Temple with Zheng Lingyi, the Lu family has often gone to the Buddhist hall.

I don't know if I saw this fox fairy with my own eyes, so I believe that there is retribution in the world, so I pray in front of the Buddha, hoping to forgive his sins?

If this is the case, Zheng Lingyi owes Wu another layer of affection.

Aunt Ai and Aunt Jiang successively concealed their pregnancy in front of Lu's family, which made Lu Shi very dissatisfied, so the big girls in the east and west gardens asked the big girls to record the aunts' little days every month, and if necessary, they needed to check the authenticity of the menstrual belt with their own eyes.

People in the world think that women's monthly menstrual blood is filthy and ominous, and even the menstrual belt must be secretly washed at night and quietly dried in the dark.

Qiao Zhu has been in Xiyuan these days, although she has not deliberately made things difficult, but she will never be vague in order to help them.

Every month, she would come with a pamphlet in her hand.

Even though both sides looked embarrassed, Lu's orders still had to be done.

Zheng Lingyi felt that Lu's behavior was really a bit excessive, but when she thought of her strict defense of the aunts' stomachs over the years, she didn't feel strange.

Although pigeon blood can be used to do things on the menstrual belt, the fake is fake after all, and everyone is a woman, so it is inevitable that people will see the flaws.

This time, Aunt Jiang's stomach couldn't hide.

After several days of thunder, this afternoon, the raindrops finally fell, like a whipping sentence that had been pronounced early, impatiently whipping the earth.

The room was dimly lit, but it was calm.

A small urn of loquat paste was boiling on the small stove, slowly exuding a subtle fruity aroma.

Zheng Changchang wore Zheng Lingyi's old autumn clothes, guarded the edge of the small stove, and from time to time used a loquat branch the thickness of a little finger to stir the honey-like loquat paste in the pot.

This loquat tree was not brought from outside by Qiaoluo, the loquat tree was born in the sandwich between the West Garden and the outer courtyard, and every year it bears a batch of half-green and non-yellow loquat fruits, with less flesh and large kernels, and there is really nothing to eat.

However, Zheng Lingyi would always take Zheng Changchang to pick a bag of loquat fruits, pour them into a basin to wash them, and tear off the peel.

Lu Nong only tore two and didn't tear it, it's not that she was lazy, but her fingers were thick, and she didn't tear it twice, and even the flesh with the belt was mostly missing.

It still has to be small and soft nails like Zheng Lingyi and Zheng Changchang to do such a meticulous work.

Peel the pulp and pestle, add rock sugar to stew, so that you are not afraid of coughing and dry throat in autumn, and it can also be used as a sweet food to coax the mouth.

Speaking of which, this method is still seen from a medical book given by Jataman.

If you keep in mind that Aunt Jiang is pregnant from time to time, these days have been pretty good.

When the knock sounded, although Zheng Lingyi was in the side pavilion, he still stuffed the book in his hand under the cushion behind his waist, picked up the embroidery bandage on the side, and snorted his mouth, motioning Lu Nong to take a look and see who was outside.

Qiao Luo went up and opened the door, only to see Qiao Zhu standing at the door with the scarlet booklet, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

Qiao Zhu covered her mouth and coughed dryly, and said with a little disgust: "What about the thing?" "She was asking about the menstrual belt.

Lu Nong saw Qiao Luo's increasingly ugly face through the crack in the door, and when she retracted her gaze, she saw Zheng Lingyi's face that was always preoccupied, she sighed in her heart, and said silently with her mouth: "Qiao Zhu is here." ”

Zheng Changchang had a loquat branch dipped in honey in her mouth, and she fell asleep in the soft mound on the side at some point.

Zheng Ling thought that his sister was sleeping sweetly, and wanted to go out to have a look, but he was hugged by Lu Nong.

"Sister, have you forgotten what your aunt said, let her handle this matter by herself?"

Lu Nong didn't dare to let go, but he was afraid that Zheng Lingyi would jump out as soon as he let go.

"You've been too eye-catching in front of your lady lately, if you can't hide your edge, I'm afraid you'll do something bad."

What Lu Nong said is exactly what Aunt Jiang is worried about, although the last child boy was saved, although it was borrowed from the county lord, but if it weren't for Zheng Lingyi's flash of inspiration and painstaking planning, it would be difficult to be afraid.

No matter what method is used to save this fetus, it can no longer have anything to do with Zheng Lingyi.

If the Lu family is afraid of Zheng Lingyi, then even if it is a female fetus in the womb, I am afraid that Aunt Jiang will lose a daughter.

Zheng Lingyi knew that Aunt Jiang's worries were not unreasonable, and it was precisely because she knew that she hesitated.

There was no sound outside, Zheng Lingyi rushed to the door, and listened to the door for a long time, but there was no sound.

She was in a hurry, the door suddenly came, and she fell into Qiao Luo's arms uncontrollably, but fortunately Qiao Luo hugged her tightly, sighed softly, and said, "Sister, be careful." ”

"Qiaoluo, where's my aunt?" Zheng Ling felt that there was nothing behind her, and Aunt Jiang didn't know where to go, so she hurriedly asked.

"My aunt decided to tell Madame about her pregnancy herself."

Qiaoluo didn't want Zheng Lingyi to worry, but he always wrinkled his brows unconsciously, and he was worried and disapprove.

Zheng Lingyi was silent, only listening to Zheng Changchang's soft and confused question: "Sister, what's wrong?" ”

She was rubbing her sleepy eyes, awakened by the sound of them talking.

Even though his heart was full of bitterness, Zheng Lingyi still subconsciously laughed at his sister, and said with relief: "It's okay, do you see if the juice has been collected?" Take a porcelain jar and put all the loquat paste in it. ”

Zheng Changchang likes to do these trivial things very much, and suddenly got up happily and went to the cabinet to find a small porcelain jar.

Zheng Lingyi and Qiao Luo glanced at each other, walked outside to talk, and left Lu Nong to clean up the embers of the fire.

Before Aunt Jiang left, the door was closed, but maybe it was not closed tightly. The wind and rain blew the gate open again, and the wind was wrapped in gusts of moisture, and there was a bit of chill outside.

Qiao Luo was about to close the door, but heard Zheng Lingyi say: "No need, keep it to disperse the fire in my heart." ”

She walked towards the door, and sat down on the pier like a casual and unruly peasant girl outside.

In fact, her physique is not very fond of fire, but after learning that Aunt Jiang is pregnant again, Zheng Lingyi's heart is burning and her mouth is dry, and she has been holding back, so that a small white sore was born on the tip of her tongue, and she could only drink some soup and water, and the meat on her face that was finally raised was immediately reduced.

Originally, when her face was still a little fleshy, although her appearance was marked, she was somewhat cute and childish.

As soon as a person is thin, his facial features will show dew, and the facial lines will become more and more delicate and lovely.

In the past few mornings, Lu's gaze has been on her for more and more time. If it weren't for Zheng Yangyang's eagerness to get married, and distracting himself a little by begging for tricks in front of the Lu family, Zheng Lingyi wouldn't know what to do.

"Madame, these days, eating fasting and reciting the Buddha is very diligent, maybe the mind will be nurtured by the Buddha and become tolerant and kind."

Qiaoluo's words were more like a joke, and she didn't believe it herself.

If the nature can be turned around so easily, all living beings in this world will not suffer from the suffering of the world.

"The Buddha hall is surrounded by cigarette smoke every day, and I am not afraid of smoking the Buddha, and one day it will be burned."

Zheng Lingyi's words made Qiao Luo shocked, and hurriedly covered her mouth and said, "Sister, there are gods three feet above your head, but you don't dare to talk nonsense." ”

Those beautiful eyes, which were like fine strokes, were looking at Qiao Luo very calmly, as if to say, 'If this is the case, why are we still having such a hard time?' ’

Qiao Luo slowly lowered his hand, not knowing what to say for a while.

Zheng Lingyi said a little whimsically: "When can I have an eyeliner in Anheju, it will not be so that as soon as my aunt enters Anheju, our eyes will be black, and we can only do it here in a hurry." ”

She laughed to herself.

The monthly salary of the eldest girl in Anheju is much higher than that in other courtyards, in fact, the monthly salary given to the descendants by other families is about the same amount.

But as long as you can compare with the people around you, you will feel comfortable in your heart, so everyone is loyal and will live in peace like an iron bucket.

Although she has made some money now, she has to bribe others, but she is afraid that she will not have enough chips, but she will become angry.

"The slave has an idea to talk to my sister about." Qiao Luo sat down on the door pier and said to Zheng Lingyi with some hesitation.

Zheng Ling looked at Qiao Luo in confusion and nodded.

Qiao Luo looked around, it was raining now, and only their hot-hearted master and servant would drill out.

When she saw no one, she said to Zheng Lingyi: "When the slave maid was not in good health before, there were sisters in the old days who secretly came to visit the slave maid, she was a third-class maid of An and Curie, called Mei Xiang. Do some drudgery on weekdays, do you know how much her monthly salary is? ”

"The third-class maid of Anheju, the monthly salary should also have two coins of silver, right?"

Zheng Lingyi knew that the first-class maid in Anheju had one or two monthly salaries, and the second-class maid was five yuan.

Then the third-class maid, she estimated two coins of silver, which should be about the same.

"My sister is smart, if you don't count the reward at the New Year's Festival, it is indeed two dollars of silver. On the surface, it is said to be two coins, but in fact there is only one coin, and the things that the master rewards on weekdays are often lacking. ”

"Is there such a thing? I don't even know it. Zheng Lingyi felt that he had too many eyes, but there were still too many pickled things in this house.