Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2499 Unexpected harvest (three more)
"If you don't serve well, I will report it to my wife, and you will have to be punished. Do you remember?" Ping'er asked.

The magpie turned around hastily, with a look of panic and a smile on her face.

"Elder sister Ping'er, don't worry, this servant will definitely do her best to serve the young lady."

"Well, that's good." Ping'er nodded, "Young Mistress hasn't had breakfast yet, so you should hurry up and prepare it. By the way, there's Die Er next door. You should also take care of her by the way."

Magpie smiled and said, "Yes, I'll get ready now."

After the magpie left, Ping'er came to Xie's side, raised her hand and gently held Xie's slightly cold hand.

"I don't know what madam is thinking, but she chose such a ruthless maid to serve you."

"Young Madam, from now on, you have to be stronger yourself, don't be weak at the right time, instead you will be controlled by this servant girl."

"Magpie is disobedient, you tell me, I'll tell her!" Ping'er said.

Xie looked at Ping'er with a moved face, then nodded vigorously.

"In this mansion, apart from Master and Die Er, it's Miss Ping Er who treats me the best."

"One day, if I have the day when I feel proud, I will definitely not forget your kindness, Miss Ping'er!" she said.

Ping'er pursed her lips, gave a few more words of advice, then turned and left the room.

Outside the house, the little maid who came with Ping'er walked with her, and couldn't help asking Ping'er on the way: "My sister knows that the young lady is the one that the lady doesn't want to see, why should she treat her in private? You guys It seems that there was no friendship in the past, isn't it afraid that the madam will find out and turn her anger on the elder sister?"

Ping'er sighed softly, "Although we don't have friendship, we are all the same miserable people, hey!"

Mrs. Xie was reduced from daughter-in-law to master's plaything, imprisoned in this house, not allowed to go anywhere.

As for myself, although Madam relies heavily on him, but this is the age of marriage, and Madam has not let me go free for a long time.

She doesn't show her face, and she is not allowed to match others, just dragging on like this, leaving Ping'er at a loss for her future, feeling that every day is just eating and waiting to die, and in two years she will be an old girl, what? No more.

Thinking of this, Ping'er couldn't help but sighed again.

Back in Mrs. Zhou's room, Mrs. Zhou was half lying on the bed with a very bad face.

Seeing Ping'er coming in, Mrs. Zhou immediately began to scold.

"I asked you to lead someone to the east room. After going for so long, you still know how to come back?" Zhou asked.

Ping'er smiled, and said cautiously: "I told them what you said, Madam, so I was delayed for a while."

Zhou snorted and turned her head away.

"That bitch is a broom star, plague god," Zhou said.

"I think the bastard in her stomach is also the reincarnation of the God of Plague."

Amid Zhou's cursing, Ping'er lowered her head and came to the table, preparing morning tea for Zhou.

Zhou's cursing sound continued to flow into Ping'er's ears.

"Since she was pregnant with the child and the mother and child were brought into the mansion, the mansion has gone downhill."

"Master's business goes wrong one after another. Even when we went to the nunnery to pray, we were harassed by refugees. It's too bad luck, really too bad luck!"

Having said that, Mrs. Zhou sat up suddenly, with a gleam in her eyes.

"I came up with a good idea. Let's invite a sorceress to come over later. How about being a mage in the yard? It's bad luck!" she said.

Hearing this, Ping'er's face showed a trace of hesitation.

"Master has been so busy with business matters these past few days, he hasn't come to this backyard for several days." Ping'er said.

"Just before, the old man in the front yard sent someone to pass on the word that from today onwards, the food standards of each room in the mansion will have to be simplified."

"Since last night, the food in the old man's house has been simplified, and he has set an example."

"It's not good to spend money to invite the sorceress to come in at this juncture. What do you think, madam?" Ping'er asked cautiously.

Hearing these words, Mrs. Zhou also showed a thoughtful expression in her eyes.

"Since that's the case, then don't invite me for now, let's talk about it after a while." She said, and lay back again.

Suddenly, she sat up again and beckoned Pinger to her.

"By the way, where is my box? Go and bring it to me," she said.

Ping'er was stunned for a moment, then turned around and took out a box from the most hidden place in the house, and came to the bedside.

Zhou took it over and stroked it carefully in his hand.

This box, whether it is materials or workmanship, can be said to be the best in Daqi.

This was the time when my natal Zhou family was the most prosperous. One year, I happened to meet a descendant of the Mo family passing by here.

The grandfather waited on him with good food and food, and begged the other party to make this box.

Because the eldest daughter in my family, when she got married, her parents filled this box with her own money as a dowry for herself.

The box is not big, small and exquisite.

But mother said, put the money in this box, even if your man steals your box, chops it with a knife, burns it with fire, it will be difficult to take the money inside.

Mrs. Zhou took off the gold pendant hanging around his neck, and opened it, and there was an equally small key hidden inside.

Mrs. Zhou inserted the key into the keyhole of the box and turned it slightly.

'Crack! '

The lock of the box snapped open.

Mrs. Zhou glanced at the gold and silver jewelry in the box, and nodded in satisfaction.

He grabbed another handful of pearls and emeralds and looked at them in his hand before putting them back and locking them up.

"Take it and put it away," Zhou said.

Ping'er said: "Should I put it back where it was or find another hidden place?"

Mrs. Zhou thought for a while, and said, "Of course, find another hidden place. Don't let the master know."

"Hmph, I'm fooling around outside, raising a bunch of women, spending a lot of money."

"This money is my private money. I won't take out a penny!" Zhou said.

Ping'er nodded, carrying the box to hide, Zhou called her again.

"You girl is now in close contact with that bitch Xie. I don't want you to hide it. If it's not complete, you can give this box to Xie to please me. I will hide it myself!"

As Zhou said, she got out of bed, walked over quickly and snatched the box from Pinger's hand.

Ping'er tactfully exited the room, so that Mrs. Zhou could safely hide the box.

Mrs. Zhou found a place to hide the box in the house, and then went outside to prepare breakfast contentedly.

A figure slid down from the beam above Zhou's head like a monkey, and when it landed, there was no sound at all.

That's right, this person is Yang Ruoqing.

Please don't ask her why she appeared in Zhou's house at this point in time, she is a casual person.

He couldn't sleep in the middle of the night last night, and he didn't have any good places to play, so he sneaked into Yang's mansion.

Originally, I was curious and wanted to hear what Yang Wenxuan, who was in such a state of distress, would tell Mrs. Zhou when he came back.

Unexpectedly, Yang Wenxuan never came here at all, but this box is an unexpected harvest.

(End of this chapter)