Fast Travel: Endangered Pup Rescue Project

Chapter 172: The aunt who no longer forces her eldest son to make progress
Song Xia knew that Zhou Yongli was still in Qinyaxuan at this moment, so she deliberately let people tell him. She thought that Zhou Yongli would not let Liu Fangniang refuse because of his reputation.

She tidied up a little and went to Hanhui Courtyard with the porridge she cooked herself. Zhou Yuqing happened to be awake.

"Mom, you're here."

"Didn't I tell you not to read the book?" Song Xia quickly pulled it out, "You're not all right, so why bother?"

Zhou Yuqing smiled gently: "I'm just lying down bored, mother, I'm not tired."

"That won't work either. You just promised your mother this morning that you won't touch books again until you recover."

Zhou Yuqing changed the subject: "What did mom do again? It smells so good."

"I know how to coax my mother. She will send someone to watch you." She opened the porcelain cup and said, "I cooked some shredded chicken porridge and put in your favorite vegetables. Don't leave this bowl of bird's nest. .”

"Mom, I'm a man, so it's not good for me to eat bird's nests all the time."

"It's just a nourishing thing. There's nothing wrong with it. If Doctor Zhang hadn't told you that you were too weak to take the supplement, my mother would have stewed the two old wild ginseng your grandpa sent you together."

Zhou Yuqing obediently ate spoonful after spoonful, and the maids in the courtyard covered their mouths and laughed.

"Mom, my son thinks your stew is more delicious than the stew in the kitchen."

"You have such a sweet mouth, you don't need to tell your mother, save it for your wife in the future."

The maids laughed again, and Zhou Yuqing's face turned red with embarrassment. After all, he was just a boy who had just turned 12 years old. Although he was from a wealthy family, it was time for him to arrange a marriage at this age, but he was weak, so Song Xia never had the idea.

Besides, if you arrange the marriage early, it won't be good for your daughter-in-law to come in if you get emotional, so let's just leave it at that.

"I heard that Mommy is going out to give porridge tomorrow?"

"Well, it's rare to see you in such good spirits after your illness. It shows that God has mercy on you, so my mother went to give you porridge and pray for you."

"Mom, don't be too tired."

"No, after two days, when your health is better, we will go back to the Prince's Mansion to live."

"Okay, my son also misses his grandpa a little bit."

"If you can recover as well as your grandfather, mother will feel completely at ease."

Zhou Yuqing waved her hands repeatedly: "How can my son compare to grandpa? Grandpa is a great hero who can go to the battlefield and kill the enemy."

"Mom, I don't ask you to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, as long as you learn a few health-preserving moves from your grandpa."

"Then I'm going. I have to ask grandpa for advice."

"Your grandpa is determined to be happy."

Song Xia chatted with her son for a while, then watched him sleep with her own eyes before returning to the main courtyard. She was busy tomorrow, so she might as well go to bed early to recuperate her energy.

Zhou Ying didn't take it seriously, thinking that she would just show off tomorrow. She even made an appointment with her friends for a get-together in the afternoon, but she didn't expect to be forcibly woken up by someone sent by Song Xia while she was still asleep early in the morning.

"So early?" She said with a cold face.

Fu Rongpi smiled but said: "Madam has already gotten up, please hurry up. Madam said it will take some time to get to the outside of the city. If we don't get there earlier, it will be too late by the time the pots are set up."

Zhou Ying complained: "Can't we wait until everyone is ready before we go?"

"Madam said that since she is praying for the two young masters, she must be sincere. Miss, please get up." Zhou Ying was unwilling to do so, but since it was her father's order yesterday, she could not disobey it. She only expressed her gratitude to Song Xia in her heart. The resentment increased by three points.

However, when he arrived at the gate, he still had to greet Song Xia respectfully.

Song Xia looked calm: "It's a bit late today, we can't do this again tomorrow."

Zhou Ying subconsciously retorted: "Do you want to go tomorrow?"

"Huh?" Song Xia glanced at her lightly.

Zhou Ying quickly lowered her head: "Yes, my daughter knows."

Song Xia deliberately arranged only one car, so Zhou Ying was on pins and needles. She wanted to relax in her carriage, but she didn't expect that she would have to sit upright with her aunt.

Song Xia also "kindly" explained: "We are going to give out porridge, so of course we can't move and our clothes are too luxurious."

After saying that, she asked Fu Rong to take off Zhou Ying's hairpin: "There's no need to wear these."

Zhou Ying squeezed the handkerchief tightly and endured her temper again and again.

Song Xia closed her eyes and rested her mind. She had a special method to relieve the fatigue of riding a carriage, but Zhou Ying couldn't. By the time she got outside the city, she already had back pain.

After getting off the bus, Song Xia personally set up pots, added firewood, and washed rice with the servants. She, the royal wife, did all this. Zhou Ying, a concubine, naturally couldn't do it, so she had to do these menial tasks.

In the Zhou Mansion, she was the only young lady. Although she was a concubine, she was extremely favored. Her daily outings were more pompous than the concubines of other noble families in Beppu. There were at least 20 maids serving in the boudoir. Guess, where has she ever suffered like this?
So when she picked up the first piece of firewood, her delicate hand was pricked, and her eyes immediately turned red.

But Song Xia did more than her, and Song Xia didn't say anything, so how could she dare to complain?
So after a while, the beautiful dress she carefully selected was stained with various stains. How could she accept it?

But Song Xia just said lightly: "We came out to give porridge, not to attend a banquet. We shouldn't have dressed up so gorgeously. There is no place to change clothes here. Let's just look at these people. Which one is not dirty?" Broken again?”

Just as he was talking, two dirty children came out of the queue to receive porridge. They looked at Zhou Ying with envy and longing. One of them, the younger one, even touched the hem of Zhou Ying's skirt.

Zhou Ying screamed, and the older child immediately pulled the younger one away in panic, as if he was afraid of her pursuit.

"What are you making all the fuss about? You are a young lady from the Zhou family. When you come out to give out porridge, you represent the face of the Zhou family. Everyone else is watching!"

Song Xia and his family were not the only ones who came out to give porridge today, so Zhou Ying's actions attracted the attention of many people.

Zhou Ying finally couldn't help but cry. This is not giving out porridge, this is simply torture!
"I won't do it. Isn't it okay if I don't do it?" She cried loudly and got on the carriage. "Go back, I want to go back."

Song Xia shook her head slightly, her expressions of disappointment and sigh fell into the eyes of other powerful people, and then she had to ask the coachman to take Zhou Ying back.

But she was secretly happy in her heart. She didn't expect that Zhou Ying couldn't hold on for even an hour.

Although Zhou Ying is only ten years old, at this age, there are many people who have started marriage discussions in Kyoto. Zhou Ying feels relieved now that he is leaving, and his reputation has dropped to the bottom. Even if he doesn't come, it will be better than what he is now.

Zhou Ying went home crying, which frightened Liu Fangniang. Didn't she go to give porridge?Why did you come back?

"what happened?"

"She is clearly bullying me. She doesn't care when those untouchables stain my skirt. Mom, I won't go to the soup kitchen. I don't want to go. I'm disgusted. It's dirty and smelly there."

"Oh, my dear, come to grandma and have a nice talk with grandma." Before Liu Fangniang could say anything, Mrs. Liu felt very distressed, so Zhou Ying cried louder and felt more aggrieved.

(End of this chapter)