Jiang Wanmu listened to the laughter from the neighbors from time to time, and slowly finished eating the meal in front of her. She listened to Ji Yan's laughter, her eyes were slightly hot, and she could only look up at the dark yellow top. Five years ago, she woke up and remembered everything she had seen since she was born three years ago. At that moment, she was extremely glad that she could remember everything in her previous life, and remembered that she had warmth, so that she would not feel the biting cold because of the cruel reality.

She still remembers the first time she saw her biological mother, Yu Xixi, when the news of her waking up came out, and Yu Xixian was the first to rush over. She entered the room with an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, followed by a simple woman. After Yu came in, she glanced at her young daughter lying on the bed, and saw that her eyes were clearly open. sat on the edge of the bed with peace of mind, tears dripping down, and his appearance was so delicate and beautiful that he was extremely pitiful.

Jiang Wanmu lowered her head carefully in Yu and only cared about crying, quietly raised her eyes to look at her, and slowly woke up to the fact that her biological mother in this life was a rare white lotus-like woman. She was secretly glad that she had overheard the whispering of the two bridesmaids, so that when she faced her biological mother, she did not immediately show a look of joy, but carefully concealed too much emotion. Of course, Yu Xixian didn't give her time to brew the mother-daughter relationship, she only cared about her own sadness.

Jiang Wanmu looked at Yu Xixi, who was constantly crying, in a daze, and listened to her mutter: "Why, I'm such a good person, why is my daughter like this?" Hearing Jiang Wanmu's expression, the woman behind Yu raised her eyes to look at Jiang Wanmu, stared at her slightly swollen forehead, and said softly: "Miss, let's go back." The little lady just woke up, and we asked her to sleep a little longer. ”

Yu carefully picked up the handkerchief to dry the tears on her face, stood up and glanced at Jiang Wanmu on the bed, with an indescribable disappointment in her eyes for this daughter. She turned around and walked out. The woman behind her, instead approached the bedside, stuffed a small box into Jiang Wanmu's hand, and whispered, "Little Miss, you remember to wipe the wound with the medicine in the box." ”

She quickly followed Yu and left the room, Jiang Wanmu reached out and gently pinched the box. Mu Genniang, who had been standing next to her and wearing green clothes, stepped forward to pick up the box, opened it and smelled it, dipped some with her hands, and gently applied it to Jiang Wanmu's forehead, and there was no one in the room, she approached and whispered: "Miss, this box contains excellent fall ointment." I put the box away and hid it, and when no one was around, I took it out and wiped it for you. Alas, I think it's Aunt Yu's dowry, and it's hard for Miss Chun to hide it until now. ”

Jiang Wanmu wiped her forehead by Mu Genniang, listened to her sigh, and watched her hide the small box at the bottom of the box on the side of the bed. After she saw Yu Xixi, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness from her bones. The delicate man like a flower, who only cared about his own sadness, never really looked at his young daughter, never even said a word of comfort, and threw a disappointed look at his daughter when he left.

When Ji Yanniang came in to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Jiang Wanmu had already collected her mood swings. After her mother left, Ji Yan rubbed her hands vigorously several times, and gently touched them back and forth several times. She looked at Jiang Wanmu, who was sitting at the table, still with a blank face, and said in a small voice: "Miss, my mother taught me embroidery, and my mother said that I have been embroidering well recently." If Miss is willing to learn, I can teach Miss embroidery. ”

Jiang Wanmu heard her words, and suddenly looked up at her, looking at the sincerity in her eyes. Jiang Wanmu sighed slightly in her heart, and said to her in a soft voice: "Ji Yan, you are the son of the Jiang family, there are some things that you should feel yourself, do you think the Jiang family will allow me to learn embroidery?" "After several years, Jiang Wanmu has learned not to despise people who live at the bottom at a young age.

Ji Yan listened to Jiang Wanmu's words, nodded lightly and said, "I know that the housewife will not like Miss to be smart, and she will not like Miss to be capable." The fifth lady has now entered the clan school, and I heard that the old lady likes her very much. Jiang Wanmu knew that the fifth lady in Ji Yan's mouth was born to a maid from her mother-in-law.

When these five young ladies were born, it happened to be not long after Jiang Wanmu bumped her head. Jiang Wanmu remembered that she was awake for a few days, and she was still listening to all kinds of news about the Jiang family, and she heard that Miss Wu was born, and her biological father excitedly named this daughter 'Wanqing', and also sent a message, 'This daughter has her mother's Tsinghua style. These words reached Jiang Wanmu's ears, and the water in her mouth was directly sprayed out.

And the mother-in-law was praised by her father-in-law, and immediately promoted her own dowry girl to an aunt. After Mrs. Jiang heard the news that Jiang Wanmu could get out of bed, she directly ordered her to come down and say, "In the future, the third lady doesn't have to come to me to deliberately do her filial piety, I can't see the things on the table, and I feel annoyed standing at the door." As soon as the old lady said this, the bridesmaids in Jiang Wanmu's courtyard, most of them, found their own way to leave in a year's time.

Only Mugen Niang and Shi Niang are still by her side, according to the words of the two of them: "The third lady is young now, and she still needs someone to take care of her." The mistress thought we were honest and kept us by her side. And that's not what they say in private. Mugenniang is personally willing to take care of Jiang Wanmu, the third lady is only one month younger than her son, and she is her eldest child, and when she is older, she always feels that Jiang Wanmu, who is wooden, treats her closer than others.

Jiang Wanmu listened to the people around Mrs. Jiang and came over to convey this to her. When the woman spoke, she looked at Jiang Wanmu who was wooden, and she was also quite sympathetic, and after she finished speaking, she quickly turned around and left. Leaving Jiang Wanmu, who lowered her head and was speechless. Mugen's mother couldn't bear to look at her, thinking about how much fault such a small child could be, making the old lady so annoying, she just suffered it for her biological mother.

The son-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Jiang family wanted to enter the clan at the age of three to learn to read and write. The concubine of the Jiang family wanted to enter the clan at the age of four to learn to read and write. The concubine of the Jiang family, at the age of five, also had to enter the clan to learn to read and write. The daughter of the Jiang family began to learn the craft at the age of six. The ladies also began to learn the trade at the age of seven. And these have nothing to do with Jiang Wanmu, when she was four years old, she looked forward to entering the clan to learn to read and write. But Mrs. Jiang spoke, saying, 'A woman is virtuous if she is not talented. Third Miss, this matter of ethnology is exempt. ’

At the age of seven, she thought that she would finally reach the age of learning some trades, an era in which women would always learn to sew clothes with their own hands. But she didn't look forward to it, this time it was her mother-in-law who mentioned it by chance, and she said distressedly, 'Wanmu, born to enjoy a blessed life.' You see, over the years, she doesn't have to go to the clan tuition to read and write, but there is nothing wrong with her. This needlework is always a lot of effort, her body has not been too healthy, so don't be tired when the time comes. ’

Jiang Wanmu remembered that when she heard Mu Genniang turn around and say this, she saw the indignation in her eyes, and she stretched out her hand and gently patted her. In her heart, she already knew how to live in the Jiang family.