Chapter 55 Love Yantai Enters the Life
It was also since last year that Huang Liuniang began to eat at two tables.
Maybe in the eyes of modern people, they are all seven or eight-year-old children, and it is normal to go out to play and eat together, but here, it is a major event that violates etiquette and law.
If someone sees Qingbao and Fang Qingyue eating at the same table, it will spread on the street in a few days, saying that Xia Shouping and his wife don't know how to be polite, they don't know how to be honest, and they have no way to teach their daughters, even a seven-year-old child like Qingbao will be branded as "uneducated", and when she grows up, there will be no serious family to propose marriage, for fear of being laughed at by others.
It sounds very helpless and aggrieved, but this is the etiquette, the current social situation, if you don't follow it, you will get everyone's spurning and contempt.
Xia Yu probably has no one to talk to, you can listen to her, when facing her own sister, she still let go of her guard, she sneered: "My aunt and I, now it's just a matter of face, there are happy events during the New Year's holiday, I take things and money to take a look, we usually don't move around." The eldest cousin has climbed the high branch, and they don't need the relationship on the Ding family's side, they don't even care if I live or die. ”
Her face was full of ridicule and indifference, but in just one year, she had already worn away all her girl's immaturity and innocence, and replaced it with a belly full of shrewdness and complaints.
Qing Baozheng didn't know how to comfort her, and suddenly there were footsteps outside.
Xia Yu immediately stopped talking, sat up straight, picked up the cup of tea that Qingbao poured for her, and pretended to drink tea.
"Yo, I can't find you everywhere, but you two are hiding here." Xia Min came in with a smile, unceremoniously dragged a chair, and sat next to Qingbao and Xia Yu. didn't need others to let her, so she poured herself a cup of tea: "In the end, a mother is a kiss, you two are hiding here and whispering, and you don't call me, it can be seen that you are treating me as an outsider." ”
She is six years younger than Xia Yu, Xia Yu doesn't take her to play when she is at home, and she has never taken her to heart, and now when she dares to say such things in front of her, she sneered: "Who let you have a bad life and be reincarnated in the belly of your eldest aunt?" If you are also reborn in my mother's womb, we will whisper today, and we will probably bring you with us. ”
Xia Min seems to be weak, but she follows Yang's pungent temperament, and Xia Yu, who is older than her, will not say a word: "Oh, I am fortunate not to be reincarnated in the belly of the third aunt, otherwise, I will definitely have to be passed out!" ”
glanced at her fiercely, and Xia Yu sneered like her signature on her face again: "Some people, if they want to pass the succession, they can't go out, so they have to stay in the countryside and continue to be a fire girl, not to mention marrying into a scholarly family like me as a young grandmother, it's even difficult for me to find a mother-in-law in the city." ”
With a few words, Xia Min's little face turned red and white. She boils sugar at home every day, in the eyes of others, isn't she a fire girl in the countryside? This is a fact, and she cannot refute it.
Xia Yu obviously didn't take the little cousin who was not of the same rank as her in her eyes, looked Xia Min up and down, and sneered sarcastically: "Little cousin, if you don't understand anything about dressing up in the future, just come and ask your cousin, don't match it blindly." The style of your clothes is the new style in the city last year, and the beaded flower on your head, which was not popular in the city for five or six years. With your outfit today, people will know at a glance that it is a dirt bun from the countryside. ”
Anyway, ignoring Xia Min's reaction, she stretched her waist and said, "Where are the two maid rings I brought?" They must have gone to show off in the new clothes I made for them. I really don't know what to show off, Yahuan is Yahuan, don't others know that they are Yahuan when they wear new clothes? I'm embarrassed to provoke others everywhere, it seems that I am really beaten up! ”
After hearing Xia Yu's words, Qing Bao immediately bowed down to her powerful combat power.
Out!
In terms of quarrels, Xia Yu is definitely a perfect score, which is on par with Xia's mother back then!
No wonder my mother always said that Qingbao was not satisfied with the passing grade, she was not convinced before, but now there is a living example of Xia Yu in front of her, and Qingbao is completely convinced.
Three words, openly and secretly, even knocking and beating, pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, and degraded Xia Min's arrogant little girl from the clouds to the mud.
No wonder the spicy Yang family wanted to let her score three points, and there was a reason for this!
Xia Min laughed at him and was ridiculed, and suddenly felt very bored, so he randomly found a reason and left.
And Qingbao looked at Xia Yu with admiration, just like Xia's mother who returned from the quarrel.
Probably disgusted by her sister's eyes, Xia Yu waved her hand like a fly: "What do you see?" People are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, and being a man is fierce. Daddy's nest, my mother is soft, I am the eldest child, if I don't stand up again, our family will have been trampled in the mud a long time ago! ”
Thinking of the previous situation at home, Qingbao was very much in favor of this.
Xia Yu probably sent out all the depression, and rarely talked to Qingbao calmly for a while, but didn't say anything, just told Qingbao to be more attentive and don't suffer too much.
After a while, Xia Yu's two maids came over with a basin of face wash and hand towels, waited for Xia Yu to wash her hands and clean her face, and brought a makeup box to help Xia Yu put on makeup again, and then packed up her things and went out.
Since Huang Liuniang said more than once that she wanted to help Qingbao buy a ring, Qingbao saw that Xia Yu's ring was working more neatly, and couldn't help asking, "You bought these two rings yourself?" ”
Xia Yu sneered: "Do you still need me to buy it myself? The one that wears green is the one that my aunt marries, and the one that wears purple is given by my mother-in-law. ”
"Your mother-in-law is very good, she is good to you."
Xia Yu glanced at Qingbao with pity, pouted, and said, "Just say okay to you stupid girl." She ostensibly sent this girl to serve me, but secretly, she came to spy on me. ”
"No, it won't!" Qingbao was really shocked. Qingbao, whose living environment has always been very simple, really hasn't connected his life with the word "surveillance".
"Why not? If you don't place someone around your daughter-in-law, how can a mother-in-law know her daughter-in-law's every move? Not to mention anything else, what people I met here today, what happened, after I go back, it will definitely reach the ears of my mother-in-law. ”
Xia Yu's words really taught Qingbao.
Since traveling to ancient times, this is the first time that Qingbao has directly faced the competition between rich families, mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law.
Poor people, such as Yang's Zhang and Huang Liuniang, although they are not harmonious, but they are all put on the bright side to quarrel, and it is clear who suffers and who takes advantage.
But the Ding family is still a family with a low status, and it is so intriguing, Qing Bao really can't imagine how those women who were born in royal or official families survived.
Qingbao was only glad at this time, glad that his little greenhouse flower was not born in that kind of family, otherwise, he would have to die without a place to be buried.
After listening to Xia Yu for a long time, it was almost noon, and the ladies came to the backyard one after another, so Qingbao and Xia Yu stopped chatting and began to entertain guests.
There were a lot of people who came, the daughters and young daughters-in-law of the uncle and the fifth aunt, the daughters and daughters-in-law of the second aunt and the fourth uncle's family, and the daughters and daughters of some other relatives, anyway, they were crowded one after another, filling the three rooms in Xia Yu's backyard.
Because there are too many men in the front yard, the ladies have a seat in the backyard, and for a while, it is also very lively.
After lunch, the relatives gradually dispersed, leaving only the Lao Xia family.
Xia Yu took Yahuan to the front yard to help Huang Liuniang clean up the room, and Qingbao beckoned Wuzhu and gave him silver to buy ice.
In ancient times, there was no refrigerator, so there was no ice in the summer.
If there is demand, there will be business opportunities, so some people deliberately dig ice cellars to store a large amount of ice in the winter, and then dig it out and sell it for money in the summer, of course, the price is not ordinarily expensive.
Near Qingbao's new house, there is an ice seller, and when I saw it last time I came to Qingbao, I paid attention to it, and planned to make some ice drinks in this hot summer.
There are many fruits in summer, but the best one for ice drinks is the sour black plum.
Qingbao thought that there was no iced sour plum soup in ancient times, but after eating it at Grandma Huang's once, he realized that he was lonely and unheard.
Although the ancient ice drink was not as developed as in later generations, there were many patterns, not only iced sour plum soup, but also rock sugar ice and snow ice yuanzi, and even shaved ice.
Qingbao had already boiled sour plum soup early this morning, and also boiled some red bean pulp, so she waited for noon to buy ice and make iced sour plum soup and shaved ice.
After Liuzhu brought a pot of ice, Qingbao mashed the ice and put it in a cup, poured in the sour plum soup that had already been boiled, and then brought it to the front yard with Wuzhu and shared a cup for the Xia family.
After coming out of the house, Qingbao quietly beckoned Siwuzhu and Fang Qingyue to go to the backyard.
There was too much ice used in the shaved ice, and Qing Bao was reluctant to make it for Mrs. Xia of the Yang family, so he planned to eat it quietly with the four pillars.
As soon as he entered the living room where Qingbao was placed, the four or five pillars went to the sour plum soup on the table, and Fang Qingyue, like a little adult, went to visit Qingbao's study and boudoir first.
Qingbao originally wanted to decorate his own small world according to the decoration style of later generations, but then he thought about it, if it was too unconventional, it would not be a good thing, so it was still arranged according to the boudoir of ordinary women, and there was nothing surprising.
Fang Qingyue looked at it and said to Qing Bao: "I have to take a good look, in the future, I am afraid that I will not have much chance to come to this place." ”
Qingbao brought a cup of sour plum soup, stuffed it into his hand and said, "Hurry up and eat, what's so nice about this, isn't it like this in your backyard?" ”
"Pretty much, I don't go to the backyard very often." Fang Qingyue took the one handed over by Qing Bao and drank it all.
Qing Bao panicked for him, and hurriedly instructed him: "You drink slowly, this is ice, drink too fast and be careful of hurting your stomach." Come here, I'll make shaved ice for you to eat. ”
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From this chapter onwards, it should be time to start the development of feelings.