It's just that I really didn't eat much yesterday, and I was hungry.

Even if An Hongshao can pretend not to be hungry, the sound in his stomach from time to time will also be heard by his mother Li.

An Hongshao thought for a moment, and finally asked Holly to go to the kitchen to eat something.

This courtyard was not the place where An Hongshao used to live, because his maternal grandfather was reinstated, and his grandmother specially arranged to live in the main courtyard of the big house, with his mother in front and her behind.

It's just that there have been a lot of things recently, my grandfather returned to Beijing, and he had the royal matchmaker, so he didn't need outsiders to mention it, and his mother naturally couldn't be a concubine, so his grandmother was in charge.

Since then, it is extremely difficult for the concubine to raise his wife, that is, no one from the elders opposes it, so that he has to open the ancestral hall to enter the family tree and set up a family banquet.

In addition, although the An family has to be sealed as a baron's mansion, it is also a knighthood, but in the end, it was exchanged for his father's life, and there is no one in the family to support the façade, and he is not as rich as others, so this long room kitchen has not been reopened now, and the daily food is a big kitchen.

But look at the time, it's not difficult to order porridge and rice porridge in advance, and the big kitchen should be ready there.

Holly opened her mouth, as if she had something to say, but swallowed it back anyway.

Holly's footsteps were fast, and he didn't let An Hongshao wait long, the curtain was lifted, Holly put the food box on the table with a smile on her face, and brought out a plate of pastries from it, "The gruel is still almost hot, you pad your stomach first, and then the slave will urge you later." ”

Hearing Holly say this, An Hongshao didn't think much about it. After all, it's late in the morning, and it's not a big deal to have a quarter and a half of the night in the kitchen.

It's just that as soon as the pastry was put in his mouth and eaten, An Hongshao couldn't help but twist his eyebrows.

If she couldn't eat it before, but in the end, she was raised at home for five years, and her mouth was poisonous.

The pastry was aged and had been sitting for at least three days.

At this moment, the An family's big house must not be compared with the Lian family, even if it is eaten from yesterday's leftovers, An Hongshao will not be compared.

Nine times out of ten, this thing is kept by the cooks themselves, and the mother has been raised as a wife, and they are not too embarrassed about the big house, but taking this pastry is the same as sending a meal.

Thinking about it, An Hongshao suddenly laughed, in the past, she only cared about pitying Pan Zeyu, but she never pitied herself and her mother.

An Hongshao put down the pastry and wiped the crumbs from his fingers, "Feed the dog in front." ”

This baron's mansion is the foundation laid by his father, and he is now a concubine, why is he still suffering from this idleness?

In the past, there was no master in the big house, and the affairs inside and outside the house were managed by the aunt, but now that there are people in the big house, how can it be their turn to get the people who occupy the magpie's nest to continue to waste people?

In the previous life, An Hongshao was not angry with his aunt, but after all, he was Pan Zeyu's aunt, he sent people under the fence, and his life was difficult, if he made his aunt unhappy, his aunt would inevitably spill her anger on others, and Pan Zeyu would have to be angry.

Not only did he swallow his anger, but he also persuaded his mother to be forgiving and forgiving, and not to worry about his aunt.

But now that I think about it, I'm really blind.

At this hour, everyone got up, and the news that An Hongshao fed the pastries to the dog, it wouldn't be long before the cook in the kitchen would get the news.

She was curious, would these people recognize clearly, who is the master of this mansion?

An Hongshao is not in a hurry now, sitting on the chair, propping up his head, and peeking through the window to the scenery outside.

After a while, someone from the kitchen brought food, a few plates of pickles, a bowl of white porridge, and two meat buns.

The meal is not rich, and the hour is just a cup of tea delivered earlier than usual, and those people who want to come to the kitchen are extremely unwilling, which is to express their dissatisfaction.

An Hongshao smiled, "If it's too late, I'm really hungry to go to the kitchen to eat in person." He picked up the spoon and laughed with Holly as if nothing had happened.

Xu is used to Lianjia, the moment his hand touches the spoon, his body naturally sits upright, and he takes a small sip.

Holly was fascinated by watching from the side, and only thought that her own girl was really good-looking.

Waiting for An Hongshao to finish eating, when Holly cleaned up the bowl, the smile on her face couldn't be hidden, "Girl, that's right, if you want to eat at home, where is it so exquisite?" ”

Do you have to look at the faces of the people under the kitchen?

Holly is a subordinate who has no big hope, so she wants to serve a master with a head and face, and her life will be better.

Finally, looking forward to An Hongshao becoming a concubine, but she still has to be afraid in the house, and she is also very angry.

Just like today, such a trivial matter The kitchen house is still pushing back, isn't it because the long house is not prestigious? Now that An Hongshao has fed the pastries to the dogs, no matter how bold the kitchen wife is, can she dare to go against the master openly?

The second lady is in charge, but she will not come to the door to ask for guilt because of a bowl of porridge.

In the final analysis, it is still not what it used to be, why should you suffer any anger?

"Okay, that's what I'm talking about." An Hongshao replied with a smile, as if she had never taken the matter of the kitchen to heart.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, An Hongshao got up and prepared to go to the front yard.

Holly hurriedly picked up the stove and took a few steps to An Hongshao.

This winter has always been difficult, especially when the concubines are in the past, what they are most afraid of is winter, and their hands and feet are frozen. Now he has a hand stove in his hand, but those chilblains will not disappear immediately, a trace of itching and pain, Rao is so, An Hongshao did not let go of the hand stove.

What kind of day is a good day, An Hongshao knows it in his heart.

There will always be a good day for chilblains, and you can't soak yourself in ice forever because of the frostbite in the past.

It's like people, some people don't deserve it, why let yourself be with him forever in the quagmire?

No matter how strong the wind is, the neckline is tightened, and the cold cannot be poured in.

When I arrived at the front yard, the green bricks on the ground had been replaced, and I looked at the pebbles of the same size paved with the texture of green clouds, which was beautiful and luxurious.

The curtain hanging on the door, with tassels sewn on the sides, the wind blowing through the tassels disrupted the tassels, but dispelled the cold, and always felt that the wind was out of place with this delicacy.

When I was in the Lian family, I once heard Lian's mother mention what kind of demeanor the Li family's daughter was at the beginning, and the more this is the case, the more it shows that when she enters the An family as a concubine, what kind of life is worse than death for her mother.

And she, who only cares about pitying a wolf-hearted thing, is willing to sink and disappoint her mother.

"The girl is here?" Mama lifted the curtain and invited An Hongshao in, with an irrepressible smile on her face.