There are rules for eating. Mama Song stared at her unhurriedly beside her. How to pick up the spoon, how to hold the spoon, how to eat, how to drink the soup, one by one, carefully taught.

When she got to the back, Xiuniang finally got angry, and said angrily: "Mama Song, I respect you for Mama." But is it feasible today? Can't I have a meal at ease? ”

When Mama Song heard this, she was not angry. said: "Since grandma said it, the old body obeys it." Just advise grandma not to get angry when eating. It is not in harmony with the etiquette. ”

Xiu Niang was so angry that she threw the spoon on the ground for the first time. Mama Song only sneered and walked away.

Mrs. Yang hurriedly stepped forward to clean up and whispered, "Grandma, don't be angry." Mama Song is so ignorant of what to do. It's not worth it to be angry. ”

Xiu's motherhood calmed down a little, and Mrs. Yang whispered again: "Grandma, it is said that Mama Song treats Mrs. Meng like this, I am afraid that she will not accept it." Just now, when I went to see Meng Pozi's injury, the fight was still a little heavy. The woman snorted angrily, saying that when the injury was healed, she would have to write to Shen Fuli to tell her. ”

Amo! It was like an explosion thunder on Xiuniang's head, blowing her six gods and no owner. She hurriedly grabbed Mrs. Yang and said, anxiously, "What should I do then?" ”

Mrs. Yang smiled and said, "Grandma and rest assured, this kind of villain has nothing to be afraid of." She doesn't have to work here, even if she goes back to Fujian, can it be better than this? The mother-in-law has been appeased. When there is no one at night, grandma takes advantage of the night when there is no one, and takes a few taels of silver, and a little jewelry can be sent away. But don't let the young master know that it's the grandmother taught by the mother-in-law. lest he be worried. ”

Xiuniang calmed down a little.

And after everyone was settled, Xiuniang listened to Yunsheng falling asleep, quietly got up and opened a small drawer under the dresser, and took a few pieces of broken silver and a few silver hairpins from it. He put on his cloak and didn't light the lamp, but walked in the dark and went downstairs gently.

was about to go to Mrs. Meng's room, but in the dark hall, a majestic and deep voice came: "Grandma, where are you going?" ”

In the silent night, this was no less than a thunderclap for Xiuniang, and she was really surprised. Someone came out of the darkness, but it was the neatly dressed Mama Song, who had been waiting for a long time to look like that.

Xiuniang screamed, speechless. Mama Song said softly: "Grandma, sell the old body again, and ask grandma to sit in my house for a while and listen to a story." After that, where is grandma going and what is she going to do? The old body is never a word. ”

Xiuniang didn't want to go, but looking at Mama Song's extremely calm face in the dark, she couldn't give birth to the slightest disobedience. had to follow into Mama Song's own house.

In Mama Song's house, the light of the bean has not been extinguished. At this moment she lit it with a silver pick, and went to the drawer to get a scroll of things.

She stroked the thing, sighed softly, and said, "This is the portrait of Madame Xianling." Grandma, take a look. ”

Xiuniang unfolded, and a stunning beauty appeared in front of her. However, compared to the one that Mrs. Yang showed her, Mrs. Ling in this painting is younger. There was no sadness between the eyebrows.

Mama Song sighed: "The old body was originally a dancing girl in the palace. He began to learn dance at the age of three. At the age of eighteen, he changed to the head of the workshop. At the age of twenty, he was transferred to learn to be a princess. At the age of twenty-five, Concubine Wen was released from the palace and went to the Ling family to train the daughter of the house to practice dance and teach. When you are young, you are an orphan, and you go the same everywhere. Just stayed. ”