In the blink of an eye, it was the Dragon Boat Festival, Xing Shuang took the list of gifts and asked Jia's mother, and Jia's mother listened to her words and said: "I was also looking for you, and now that I have moved out, the old rules should be different from the past, and there should be a charter for those who should be added and subtracted." ”

Xing Shuang said: "The master just said that although it is the general's mansion to the outside world, there should be no less gifts among relatives, and gifts need to be reduced by one point." ”

Jia Mu nodded and said, "Since he has a decision, you can do it." ”

Xing Shuang saw that she was not in a high mood, and couldn't help asking: "The old lady is not very happy these days, isn't she missing her sister?" ”

Mother Jia wasn't unhappy about this, but when she heard Xing Shuang mention Jia Min, she couldn't help but complain: "Since she gave birth to a daughter, I wrote to ask for the news once, and only said that everything was fine, but I heard that her face was not very ruddy, and it seemed that she had collapsed after turning around, and she was never transferred back." I have the heart to find two good doctors for her, but I am afraid that my uncle will be too careful. ”

Xing Shuang also had this intention, so she said to Jia's mother: "The old lady didn't say it earlier, I invited the little Wang Imperial Doctor to come over and have been on for three or five days. If the old lady invites it, I'm afraid it's more secure. Doctor Wang has always had a little less experience, and it would be better if he could invite his uncle. ”

Jia Mu's eyes lit up, and she looked at Xing Shuang and hurriedly asked, "How did you think of it?" Good boy, thanks to you thinking about her all the time. ”

Xing Shuang said with a smile: "I only felt weak after giving birth to Tanchun, so I invited Doctor Wang to prescribe a few prescriptions, and I felt that it would be useful, so I thought that Mrs. Gu's body was probably weaker than me." In addition, Doctor Wang was about to visit relatives in Gusu, so I asked him to go around Yangzhou. ”

Jia Mu finally felt a little more comfortable, and Xing Shuang was much more pleasing to the eye.

Mother Jia was unhappy before, in fact, because she thought too much, and felt that after moving to the General's Mansion, Xing Shuang didn't come to her as much as before, but the boss and the old family felt hard when they moved, and they didn't take her as an old lady in their eyes anymore.

Jia Mu was thinking about whether to carry the identity of the second room again, but who knew that Xing Shuang, the flower of interpretation, appeared.

It should also be Xing Shuang's luck, if she didn't mention Jia Min, she was afraid that she would "fall out of favor" again.

"Even if you eat and use his recipe, it must be not bad. He is not much worse than his uncle, although he is younger, but there are some recipes that his uncle does not dare to use, but he dares to use them. It's better that you invite him to go. Jia Mu said, called the mandarin duck again, and said to her: "Bring the thing I bought in Yuanzhou a while ago, and ask her to bring it back, and you can go again." ”

The mandarin duck went down, and Jia Mu said to Xing Shuang again: "There are acquaintances in the head who go to Yuanzhou, so I asked people to buy some rice paper and come back." The rice paper there is excellent, moist and not faint, it is all tortoise-patterned, and it has been a tribute since a hundred years ago. ”

Xing Shuang said with a smile: "Yo, the rice paper in Yuanzhou is not cheap, I heard that the rice paper there will not deteriorate for a hundred years." ”

Jia Mu said with satisfaction: "You know the goods, and you won't waste it." There are those who don't know the goods, and they feel that Yuanzhou is not as good as before, so they want to go to Jingzhou to buy it. ”

Xing Shuang said again: "Jingzhou is also a tribute now, but it is mostly cooked, and it is also atmospheric to use it as decoration, and it is not appropriate to use it for your own study." ”

As he spoke, the mandarin duck had already brought in a box and delivered it to Xing Shuang. Xing Shuang thanked Jia's mother with the box, went out of the room, and handed it to Caiyue on the side.

Caiyue said with a smile: "This box of rice paper is a few hundred taels of silver, and my wife handed it over to me, I'm afraid of falling into the pond." ”

Xing Shuang didn't say anything until she left the courtyard, and didn't say to Caiyue: "Go back and divide a piece and send it to Zhijietang." The rest was divided into three parts, one for Lian'er and one for Cong'er, and the other for Yinglian. ”

Caiyue listened to the order, went back and divided the paper according to what his wife said, and personally sent one to Zhijietang, and one to Jia Lian and Jia Cong's house.

Finally sent to Yinglian, Yinglian took Yingchun to play nine rings in the house, Xiuyan crawled on the kang, fell asleep to explore the spring, and a group of maids stood on the edge of the kang to stop them, not letting the two little ones fall.

Caiyue sent the paper to Yinglian, Yinglian touched it and asked, "Okay, what are you doing for me?" ”

Caiyue only said: "The wife ordered the slave to send it, presumably to let the girl study." ”

When Yinglian heard this, she put down the paper and ran to the room to find her godmother, who was listening to a little daughter-in-law, so she sat down and waited.

The slave and maid felt that something was wrong, and searched a few places, and sure enough, they found the person who was entrained. Now she is tied up and locked in the second door, and her wife is asked to send her down. ”

Xing Shuang asked her: "Can you ask clearly, did she take these back for her own use, or did she take them and sell them?" ”

Lin Mo's family replied: "I asked, I said that it was for my own use, and the slave maid also sent someone to her house to find it, and there are still some leftovers from the old days, so I don't think I lied." ”

After hearing this, Xing Shuang lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then raised her head and said, "She is the only one like this, or is there someone else." ”

Lin Mo's family said: "The slave maid saw that the inventory was wrong, so she checked it for a few days to see what she was carrying, because she was not the only one. It's just that the rest of the people are entrained, and they haven't been found. ”

Xing Shuang was silent again, after moving home, let Milan take care of the kitchen shopping, she had only been in office for a few days, and she found that the things she bought did not match the things she used.

So she investigated privately, and sure enough, she found that someone was secretly taking meat dishes out of the big kitchen. Only one was caught this time, but it wasn't just this one.

It's not to resell it, but just for your own use, is it possible that this entrained person is extremely difficult at home?

Xing Shuang didn't want to be soft-hearted, but she was also a little puzzled about the treatment of Jiafu. Every inch of land in the capital is expensive, and the price is even higher than other places.

She once remembered that Grandma Liu came to Beijing and said that their countrymen also had to spend 20 taels a year. On average, I get more than one or two pieces of silver a month.

But this little maid in Jiafu is only 500 yuan a month, not to mention in the capital, even in the countryside, this amount of money is not enough for them.

Although this month's example does not include food and housing, most of the monthly money the maids get is taken home to subsidize the family. And even if you use it to buy rouge gouache, the money is not enough.

The mother-in-law's monthly routine is equivalent to that of a little maid, so little, even the normal expenses of the family cannot be met, so she will naturally have the mind to steal it from the master's house.

The reason for being greedy for ink is because there is not enough money to spend. And the Jia family's monthly example, it's really embarrassing to say it, and I don't know how it was set before, why it was set so low.

Xing Shuang didn't feel sorry for any working people, in her position, she naturally wanted to throttle. But if throttling makes people angry, and the subordinates don't do things well, and only think about greedy ink, then isn't this putting the cart before the horse?