Everyone in the noble circle in the capital knows that the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the mansion of the Marquis of Ning is very bad, and in the Dajing Dynasty, where filial piety is the first, the duel between Wen Wei and his mother-in-law, Mrs. Jiang, is always angry but helpless, and the only solution is to go back to her parents' house and cry to Mrs. Huang.

Although Wen Wei was tempered by her mother-in-law into a little daughter-in-law who could only cry angrily, she was in the Zhenguo Mansion, she had a transcendent status, and she was above the whole mansion under one person, and she was the aunt and grandmother who said the same.

Wei Man even felt that in the Zhenguo Hou Mansion, Mrs. Tai's comfort and everyone's flattery were Wen Wei's perfect tonic soup......

Wei Man put down the tea cup in his hand and sighed in his heart, according to the current news, Wen Wei's "casualties" this time are a bit heavy, I don't know if she will be affected by Wen Wei's anger when we meet later......

"Miss ......" Seeing that it was about to be the time to say goodbye, Xia Lan gently called Wei Man who was in a daze.

Wei Man came back to his senses and looked at Xia Lan.

It was already the end of October, and in the early morning when the air was frosty, Xia Lan went back and forth to many places, and Wei Man's inner room, because of the burning of the fire wall, was as warm as spring, and under the alternation of cold and heat, Xia Lan's face was very unnaturally red.

"It's freezing, I've had breakfast for a while, you go and rest first." Weiman comforted.

"It's not frozen, it's not frozen, the slave is not tired at all, there is no need to rest," Xia Lan grinned, her eyes narrowed into two slender slits, and she said a little smugly: "What is it this day, when it was freezing and raining, it could freeze into ice slag when blowing a breath, and the slave and maid also pushed the cart to the mountain to deliver vegetables!" ”

Xia Lan's parents died early, and she lived with her uncle who made a living by growing vegetables, and she had to push a cart to deliver vegetables to the customers at a very young age, regardless of the cold and heat, she suffered a lot, however, when talking about those difficult days, Xia Lan's face did not have any resentment, as if all the tribulations were happy memories.

"My face is red like this, and I have to be hard-mouthed." Weiman laughed.

Xia Lan couldn't help but touch her hot and itchy cheeks, and explained, "The slave's face just looks terrifying, in fact, it was very cold before, and the roots that fell would not look like it would be red if it blew a little cold wind, it was really nothing, it would be fine in a while." ”

Xia Lan was not originally a maid in the house, half a year ago, Wei Man fell from a horse and fell into a coma on the side of the road, because she was the first to discover, it was considered to be a life-saving grace for Wei Man, so she was brought into the house by Cheng's mother, because she has been sending people under the fence since she was a child, her mouth is sweet, and she is very good at looking at people's faces and flattering people without traces, she has the simple atmosphere of the countryman, and she looks like she has no heart, half a year later, she gradually got everyone's recognition and stood in the backyard of the Hou Mansion.

Xia Lan is very smart, she knows very well where her shortcomings and advantages are, and she quickly found her position in Manhui Garden, which is to inquire about all kinds of news in the house for Wei Man, but although she knows that Wei Man likes to listen to her talk about some news in the house, she has never been able to understand which Wei Man is interested in, so she can only inquire about all kinds of news as much as possible, so that Wei Man can be more satisfied with her.