Dressed as the pampered step room of the grandfather

Chapter 143 Wait for me!

Not to mention Madam's craftsmanship is superb, as long as these things are sent by Madam, even if they are unpalatable, his father-in-law will finish them well. Finally, he doesn't have to worry about his father-in-law not eating well. Worrying, hehehe....

Just as He Shun was picking up all kinds of rice sauce and the jar of salted duck eggs that An Ruoyu sent like a baby, Song Yu had already returned to the study with the wooden box given to him and started to read.

After stroking the wooden box gently, he opened the box. As soon as he opened it, a letter with the words 'Song Yu's personal letter' came into view.

Picking up the letter with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he was stunned by the thick stack of bank notes under the letter, and reached out to pick it up. The thickness made him even more astonished.

This is……

Puzzled, he put down the banknotes and opened the envelope in his hand. It wasn't until he saw the contents inside that he suddenly realized why these banknotes were sent to him from thousands of miles away.

What a silly girl, Song Yu looked at Shu Xin, smiled dotingly and shook her head.

It is estimated that among the noble ladies or high-ranking ladies in the capital, she is the only one who has such a heart, and is willing to spend such a large sum of money to help the people affected by the disaster. I am afraid that the cash at the bottom of her dowry is here. .

At this moment, Song Yu felt a little rejoiced, glad that all his private property had been handed over to this little wife, otherwise his wife Dingguo would have no money to spend.

Fortunately, although his wife Dingguo thought about the people affected by the disaster, she did not forget him as a husband.

The corners of Song Yu's lips curled up, and his eyes tenderly looked at the last verse on the letter paper:

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.I miss you every day and don't see you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River together.

When will this water rest, when will this hatred end.I only hope that your heart is like my heart, and I will definitely live up to my lovesickness.

Touching the new letter paper with the fragrance of ink with his fingers, it was as if through the letter paper he could see his little wife bowing her head to the table, writing the poem that made his heart surge with playful hooked corners of her mouth.

After looking at the letter for a long time, Song Yu managed to put the letter away again, picked up the writing brush on the table, dipped it in the ink and wanted to write something, but with his arms hanging in the air, he still didn't know what to write.

That little woman could unscrupulously express her miss and love on the letter paper, and could jump on him face to face and ask for a kiss, but he still couldn't do this.

From pen to pen, there are only two short words on the letter paper: Wait for me!
Introverted yet full of his unspoken thoughts and nostalgia.

A group of smiling "courier brothers" didn't know that their happy time lasted only for one day, and after one day they took on the heavy responsibility of expressing love, even though the express delivery this time was just a letter that couldn't be more frivolous.

Just as He Shun thought, the Duke finally had a good meal.

He spent a lot of money to get a catty of flour, and watched the cook in the kitchen to make a bowl of Bai Shengsheng noodles for his father-in-law.

No oil or salt was put in, so I laid a poached egg and sprinkled some chopped green onion on it, then brought it up and placed it in front of my father-in-law.

"Grandpa, what kind of sauce do you think you want to put?" Putting all the sauces sent by the wife on the table, He Shun asked with a smile, "According to the note written by the wife, as long as one Just a little sauce, whether it’s bibimbap, bibimbap, or in a dish, it’s fine.”

Looking at the several jars in front of him, Song Yu considered the food for the first time, pondered for a while, and then his eyes stopped on one of the jars, "Let's use crab roe sauce."

"okay!"

He Shun smiled with bright eyes, and carefully scooped out a spoonful of crab paste from the jar and put it into the noodle soup. This is the first time that the Duke of the State is ready to eat without his urging. Be careful, madam There are not many sauces sent, so we have to save some.

As soon as the light yellow crab paste is added to the soup, it instantly makes the clear water become oily, and the white noodles with distinct roots also become attractive. Just such a spoonful of crab paste instantly makes a bowl of clear soup The noodles become more appetizing.

Seeing the drastically changed noodles in front of him, Song Yu raised his mouth slightly, but still ordered: "Next time, you don't need to prepare noodles for me. This bowl of noodles is enough to exchange more than ten bowls of rice."

"Yes! I remember it, little one." He replied attentively, seeing his father-in-law eating deliciously, He Shun smiled.

In the past, I didn’t think the noodles were so good, but now that such a little flour is so expensive, I think it’s a good thing. It’s not that I just want to get some good ones for the Duke of the country to eat more. Grandpa nourishes the stomach.

He really doesn't understand the world now, when the common people can't even afford flour.

In the past, when I went out to work with my grandfather, the dry food could be mixed with steamed buns, dry pancakes, etc., but now, I can only mix it with black-faced steamed buns or steamed buns.

Thinking about being despised by myself in the past, mantou and pancakes made me feel uncomfortable. Who would have thought that now I can’t even eat mantou and pancakes? Even eating noodles is a luxury.

Grandpa Guo didn't want someone to prepare special meals for him, so he ate corn bread and coarse grains with these people in the yamen all day long, until his face turned into a dish.

Now these rice sauces sent by my wife are just right, even corn bread and coarse grains can be eaten with gusto, maybe he can also dip a little bit of it.

He ate the noodles with big mouthfuls. Gein was brought by his little wife, and the five-point delicacy turned into ten points. After a while, Song Yu ate up the whole bowl of noodles, not even leaving the noodle soup.

Wiping the corners of his mouth, Song Yu's eyes flashed a look of satisfaction. This must be the sweetest meal he ate the most these days.

After eating, he ordered He Shun to keep the rice sauce, and Song Yu immediately buried his head in the pile of official documents.

Ancheng still has many things to decide for him, and the canal also needs to be rebuilt.

Although this group of corrupt officials has been caught and thrown into prison, but this group of people is only on the surface, there are deeper hidden people behind the scenes, and even the shadow of King Jian's remnants can be seen.

If he wants to go back early, holding his newly married little wife, Wen Xiang, Nephrite, in his arms, he must work hard to deal with all these dirty things.

……

Capital
In view of Song Yuanbin and Song Yuanyao brothers being beaten in a fight, An Ruoyu decided to put the martial arts course on the agenda.

The young son Song Yuanbin has already learned martial arts well, and he can continue to maintain it, but Song Yuanyao, a little guy, can't do it. Because of his young age and being favored by the old lady, he is a little slack in practicing martial arts, otherwise he would be fat and fat. The meat has already fallen off.

This time, An Ruoyu personally supervised the little fat man's martial arts practice. When the two brothers were striding forward, she sat and swayed on the grand teacher's chair beside him. When the two brothers punched, she ate cakes and drank tea. There is also a maid beside her to help hold the umbrella and play the fan.

Such a comfortable and leisurely look made the little guy Song Yuanyao almost cry in anger, and he pursed his mouth, so he couldn't cry out with a 'wow'.

unacceptable!

After being greedy for half an hour, little friend Song Yuanyao finally couldn't bear it any longer, and he clenched his fists to protest the stepmother's inhuman behavior, "It's too much! Can't you go eat elsewhere! I won't be lazy, Don't be greedy for us here!"

Woo hoo!Song Yuanyao was crying in his heart, seeing that he could not eat, this was much harder than practicing martial arts, a bad woman is a bad woman, he shouldn't have changed his mind so quickly!

"I don't believe who lied about my stomachache yesterday to lie to the master." Ignoring Song Yuanyao's salivating eyes, he wanted to bite off half of the boneless duck's paw in one bite, admiring in his heart, the crispy tender duck paw Awesome, another improvement in the skills of the cooks in the small kitchen.

He glanced at the bear child who was almost drooling, "Besides, when the sky is about to send a great mission to the people, they must first suffer from their will, exhaust their muscles and bones, starve their bodies, empty their hearts, and mess up their actions, so they are tempted. Endurance, gain what you can't, son, your mother, I am exercising your willpower, so I give you a word!"

"What word?" Didn't it mean food, why was it taught?The little guy was a little bit silly.

"Of course it's the word 'forbearance'! Hahaha!"

An Ruoyu, who bit off the other half of the duck's paw, licked her lips and spit out a word. Seeing the chubby face in front of her successfully wrinkle into a bun, An Ruoyu finally couldn't help laughing.

"Stop teasing him."

Looking at these two naive people, Song Yuanbin expressed his heart tired, obviously his younger brother is not a person who is easy to be deceived, but every time he meets his mother, he can be fooled into a lame brain, not stupid!

"I'm not teasing him, I'm teaching him the profound principles of life." Taking a sip of the sweet grape juice, An Ruoyu argued plausibly.

She blinked at him slyly, "Does Master need me to teach you too? Hee hee..."

The black line on Song Yuanbin's head, it's not enough to tease the younger brother, but also to tease him, what a wicked stepmother.

"Madam, how can you do this? Although the eldest son and the sixth young master are not your own, they are also the sons of the Duke. How can you disturb them in class like this?"

Just when the three of them were joking, a voice that made people disgusted from the bottom of their hearts rang out. Listening to the teasing words, looking at Yang Xiaoxiao's disgusting face, the anger in An Ruoyu's heart Cengceng up.

Fuck!How could this woman still have the face to appear in front of her, and use such a disgusting tone to provoke Li, is she so thick-skinned!
"When did it take the turn of a third-bedroom concubine to dictate the affairs of our first wife, have you forgotten your identity?"

Throwing the cup in his hand on the table coldly, An Ruoyu lowered his face, and the temperature in his eyes instantly cooled down, "I said a long time ago, don't appear in front of me, it seems that your brain is not enough ah."

"Ziyun! Give me a slap in the face of Aunt Yang who dares to offend!"

Not willing to talk nonsense to her, An Ruoyu directly called Ziyun to do it. There is no need to be polite to this kind of disgusting thing, and dare to come in front of her to find a sense of existence and to beat her!

That idiot Song Ji didn't know what to think, but Yang Xiaoxiao still fell in love with him, the third sibling is really pitiful.

She didn't forget what this disgusting thing Yang Xiaoxiao did, and she really thought that after a while, nothing happened.

I really thought it was the old lady's darling, and Miss Yang in the mansion is just a concubine's room now, a concubine's room!It's still the concubine's room of the third room!
She dared to find fault with her, the mistress of the Dingguo Mansion, without clenching her tail and keeping a low profile. Isn't there something wrong with her mind?

"You! What are you going to do! I'm from the third room, you can't touch me!"

Yang Xiaoxiao froze for a moment, and backed away nervously with a horrified expression. It seemed that An Ruoyu's slap last time cast a shadow on her, but it was obviously not enough for her to remember.

"Since you know that you are from the third room, then stay in the third room for me. If you dare to come in front of me, then don't blame me for not giving third brother face!"

An Ruoyu sneered, what about the people in the third room, she can still be afraid, "Ziyun! What are you waiting for! Do it!"

Hearing this, Ziyun didn't hesitate any longer, and took a step forward like catching a chick, and caught Yang Xiaoxiao who was dodging screamingly, and before she could speak, she slapped her down.

Ziyun was originally a martial arts practitioner, and the strength in his hands was not small. When Yang Xiaoxiao slapped her in severe pain, she became dizzy at the moment.

But this time she didn't suffer as much as the last time, because the third master Song Ji came!

It turned out that it was Qiu Yu who saw that her master started to go beyond her limits to provoke the Duke's wife. She felt bad at that time, and when everyone didn't notice her, she turned around and rushed back to the third room to ask for help.

Fortunately, Song Ji Muxiu was at home today, and Qiu Yu could find a suitable one, otherwise Song Ji would probably see a pig-headed aunt when he got home from work.

"Stop! Stop!"

Song Ji, who came in a hurry, frowned, pushed Ziyun away and rescued Yang Xiaoxiao.

"Master~ You are finally here! If you don't come, I will be beaten to death by the Duke's wife! Woooooo..."

"Don't cry, the master is here, and nothing will happen to you."

"Well! The master is here, so I am not afraid of myself."

"Yuck~"

Unable to hold back her retching, An Ruoyu looked at Song Ji who was staring at her worriedly and said in embarrassment, "Sorry, I caught a cold yesterday, and my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Swallowing his saliva, he tried his best to suppress the churning feeling in his stomach. This disgusting feeling was lingering in his heart. These two people, despite their age, are still so disgusting. They should be acting in a Qiong Yao drama. Blame her for not holding back, it was really disgusting.

"Sister-in-law, what do you mean? She is my aunt now, why should sister-in-law be so aggressive?"

Song Ji's face was full of displeasure, and if he swallowed his anger and slapped his concubine in front of so many servants, wouldn't his third wife have no dignity at all in the mansion.

At this moment, Song Ji was not only protecting Yang Xiaoxiao but Sanfang's majesty.

If it were another woman, I'm afraid it would turn into a trivial matter. After all, he is the husband's younger brother. It's not good to make too much trouble, but An Ruoyu didn't think about it.

(End of this chapter)