Although Du Mei is now a seven-grade widow, he is still far from marrying into the royal family. According to the regulations, Du Mei can have the status of a concubine in the Yanwang Mansion, and she is already deeply favored by Chu Lin.

The identity of the concubine is very embarrassing in the high-walled courtyard of the hierarchy, not only to serve a husband with other women, but also to be jealous and framed by other women because of favor, and even suffer from the suffering and humiliation of the housewife.

In the final analysis, concubines are slaves and maids, in addition to carefully serving men and masters every day, even the children born by themselves can not be raised personally, the children grow up, call the master mother as the mother, and the biological mother is an aunt, is the child's slave!

Xu Shi knows Du Mei's temperament best, and knows that this is definitely not the final destination she wants. But how could she say these words to her, a boudoir woman, at this time?

"Mother~" Du Mei's eyes were full of Chu Lin at this time, where was she willing to listen to Xu's persuasion, and only pestered her mother to prevent them from dating.

"After eating red date soup, go to bed early, tomorrow will embroider during the day, and hurt your eyes at night." Xu Shi lovingly stroked Du Mei's hair and said gently. Her heart turned a thousand times, but she couldn't speak.

Xu is not a heartless person, nor is she a heartless person, seeing that Chu Lin and Du Mei are in love with each other, and their emotions are increasing day by day, she is reluctant to break them up. But she has already seen the bumpy road of Du Mei's future, and she can't bear to be sad in the future. At this moment, she couldn't choose, she didn't know whether she should be for or against.

"Mother, during the Double Ninth Festival, the third brother is also here!" Du Mei picked up the bowl and smiled happily.

How smart she was, seeing that her mother did not force her to separate from Chu Lin, but persuaded her to embroider again tomorrow, this was simply a tacit approval. But how did she know that Xu's heart was tormented like cooking oil.

"You girl, when did you learn to cut first and then play!" Xu Shi feigned anger.

"The soup made by my mother is so sweet, you can eat it too." Du Mei was not stunned by Xu's words at all, took a date, and handed it to Xu's mouth coquettishly.

"You just coax me." Xu took the dates in his mouth, and his eyes were slightly red with sweetness.

Since the accident of Erjin, this daughter has grown up overnight, supported the door, became the master of the house, and did many things that other people's daughters could not do in their lives and did not dare to do. Life at home is better, and now it is rare to have someone who is willing to treat her sincerely and love her, and this person is exactly what she likes.

That's it, let it be. Xu Shi looked at Du Mei's smile and thought to herself, if this sweet joy can only be brought to her by Chu Lin, and make her happy, when the pain comes, she will have her as a mother to heal her!

Du Mei didn't know what Xu was thinking about in his heart, so he ate all the dates and drank not a drop of the soup.

"Sleep, Ming'er has something to do." Xu Shi took the bowl, helped her cut the wick, closed the door and went out.

Du Mei had always been worried that her mother would not agree to her dating Chu Lin, but now seeing that although Xu did not approve or strongly object, she was very happy and rolled over on the bed.

After all, she was just recovering from her illness, and after a day's travel during the day, she went around again, but she was actually very tired. After rolling, he tilted his pillow to look at the ancient jade, and unconsciously, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The rooster crows all over the place, and the sky is faintly bright. Dujiagou is usually the busiest in the morning, the women rush to wash and dry, and the men wait for breakfast to work in the fields.

The stone always got up early, swept the yard, and went to the river beach to drink horses. Du Mei was boiling porridge in the kitchen and heating up the steamed buns that she hadn't eaten yesterday. The younger sisters also got up one after another, and the laundry and cleaning were busy.

Du Zhong came with the Lin family brothers early in the morning, dug up all the remaining hydrated lime in the lime pond, and filled the four or five empty lime ponds with water.

A man who got up early and went to the field saw Du Zhong working with four strong laborers, and they all stood down and accosted him curiously. When they learned that these people were helpers at Dume Villa, they all had envious expressions on their faces.

This lime pond is shared by the village and is specially used to boil lime. Usually, it is difficult for a family to build a house once in a lifetime, and even if it does, it is careful to calculate all kinds of materials, and there will be no superfluity at all, so the lime pond is empty most of the time.

But Du Mei's family is good, she has just built five big houses in her own house, and the new walls have been built, and she will build a house on the mountain villa again in a few months, and she will build more than 20 rooms in one go, and this lime pond has been used by her twice a year!

The people in the village have their own hearts, but they don't dare to talk nonsense anymore, not only because she has an awe-inspiring identity, but also because of Du Mei's generosity, during the locust plague, almost every family has the help of her ducks, not to mention that the people in the village can find her for diagnosis and treatment if they have a small illness or pain, and they don't charge money.

The black dragon really kept its word, and before the hour came, the quicklime was continuously delivered. Du Mei packed some in a bag and let the stones be carried back, and the black dragon only thought that she was going to put it in the granary to prevent moisture, and did not ask.

Du Mei kept watch over the lime pond, and although she didn't have to work, she had to keep an eye on the lively children in the village and not let them get close. The lime boiled for most of the day, filling five large pools.

When Du Mei sent Du Zhong and the others away, when he returned home, the yellow mud in the courtyard had been dried and finely crushed into powder by the stones, and the ashes of the freshly burned persimmon trees were still hot.

Xu Shi also washed a hundred duck eggs and a jar to dry and set aside, as for quicklime, rice husks, salt, and alkali are ready-made, just waiting for Du Mei to mix.

Du Mei mixes these ingredients completely according to the amount, stirs them into a paste with cool boiled water, wraps the duck eggs in a paste, and then rolls them in the ashes mixed with rice husks, and finally stacks them in the jar one by one.

Everyone worked together, and a hundred duck eggs were soon stacked, and Du Mei sealed the mouth of the altar with mud, and moved it to the granary, only to wait for the altar to be opened in thirty days.

In the evening, Qian Maoda came again, Du Mei really counted five hundred duck eggs, he was not too embarrassed to lower the price, and hesitated to pay according to Du Mei's selling price of three yuan, but Du Mei only accepted him two yuan, which was lower than what he sold to the shopkeeper Chen.

After all, he is also a seven-foot man, Qian Maoda saw that Du Mei was so happy, so he generously offered to help Du Mei with free ducks. Qian Maoda's kang room can hatch more than 1,000 ducks at a time, and because there are few people who buy them on weekdays, he generally uses half of the kang to hatch three or four hundred duck eggs.

Du Mei wanted to keep the breed of Dabai, so he accepted his love and asked him to help hatch 30 Dabai duck eggs every month. As for the other thousand duck eggs, Du Mei said that he would also give money.

Qian Maoda took the duck eggs and left satisfied, and when he left, he did not forget to tell Du Mei to send four or five hundred duck eggs in two days to hatch them with him.

Du Mei wanted to hatch a thousand ducks, so it seems that only two batches were scored, but this is not all without benefits, at least the duck seedlings are easier to take care of.

It takes about a month to hatch duck seedlings, the weather is still warm in October, even at the beginning of November, it is not tight, as long as the duck seedlings are fed properly, it is a living creature that sees the wind, and it can fade off the fluff in half a month, and grows to the size of a teenager's fist, and then it is not afraid of the cold in the wax moon.

With such a decision, the family can do things with peace of mind and less worries.

On this day, it was said that it would be good to send salted duck eggs, but because of the small number of deliveries, Du Mei did something at home for a while, and then went out with the stone.

The ginger shopkeeper of the spice shop only needs fifty new duck eggs, and Du Mei decided to send them to him first, and give the rest to Zuixianlou.

Far away, before I reached South Street, I saw that there were many people around the road, occupying the road, and the stone carriage couldn't catch up, so I had to get out of the car to take a look.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the stone turn back, Du Mei asked with a curtain.

"Look at a pair of grandchildren in front of me, there are many onlookers, let's take a detour." Stone twisted his eyebrows and said.

"Okay." Du Mei looked at the crowd of onlookers in front of him, and he would not disperse for a while.

"Bang" Suddenly a dark shadow flew over and smashed on the wheels of Du May's cart, and the horse pulling the cart was frightened and raised its hooves and neighed.

The stone eye was quick, and he strangled the bridle and fixed the horse. And Du Mei was caught off guard, and the whole person rolled to the back of the car because of the backward leaning of the car, and his forehead slammed on the wall of the car, and he quickly bulged a bag. Fortunately, the jar containing the duck eggs was tied in a bamboo basket, so it did not fall out and break.

"Meizi, how are you?" The stone couldn't see the inside of the car and asked anxiously.

"It's fine." Du Mei lifted the curtain and showed his face.

"Ahh When she looked down and saw an old man lying next to the carriage with a bleeding mouth and nose, she couldn't help but exclaim.

All this was just a matter of breathing, and the crowd of onlookers just now somehow scattered in all directions, and some of them had the audacity to hide and peek.

The stone took control of the horse, and approached the ragged old man on the ground, who, in his judgment, must have been killed.

The two turned their heads to look at the place where they were performing just now, and saw two men in black working with a teenager, one punch was invincible to four palms, although the teenager tried his best to deal with it, but he had gradually lost the wind.

Shi looked at the bag on Du Mei's head, and was very annoyed in his heart, he was obviously by his side, and he hurt her, if he knew, he didn't know how to feel distressed.

"Stone, go and see, these two people are really hateful, how can they beat people to death!" The last time Du Maine was hunted down by the men in black, he was very unkind to the people who were dressed like this.

Stone was annoyed that he was not able to protect his master, and that he had nowhere to spread evil fire, so he nodded silently and flew away after receiving her words.

The addition of the stone quickly reversed the boy's defeat, and the two men in black saw that the situation was not good, and were about to escape, but Han Liu came with the officials of Qinghe County and ran in unison.

The two black-clothed men who were surrounded by the group could not escape, and they could only fight to the death, but they could no longer parry the combination of the three of them, and were soon slashed in many places by Han Liu's quick knife, and finally had to be defeated and arrested.

Han Liu thanked the stone, took the servant, and escorted the two men in black away.

"Grandpa!" With an earth-shattering cry, the young man who rushed to the old man lay down on the old man and wept bitterly.

Only then did Du Mei see that the young man in front of him was only eleven or twelve years old, with unkempt hair, wheat-colored skin, a thin figure, delicate eyebrows and eyes, wearing a short beat, on the knees, at the elbows, crooked patches of various colors, a pair of shoes seemed to have been worn for a long time, the original color could not be seen, and there was a hole in the big toe.

Seeing him crying bitterly, Du Mei couldn't bear to leave, so he squatted next to him and comforted him softly.

"Kind sister, I am willing to sell myself as a slave, I just ask you to let my grandfather be buried in peace!" The boy took two steps on his knees and kowtowed violently to Du Mei.