Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 5

Outside the door, Aunt Fang and Chun Ya walked in with the winter quilt in their arms. It was the first time that they saw that she hadn't embroidered anything, and felt a little strange.

Aunt Fang spread the quilt on the bed and said with a smile: "Grandma has changed her sex? It's rare that there is no embroidery."

Chun Ya closed the door, squatted by the charcoal basin and roasted her hands, said with a sneer, "Look at her stupid appearance, what she looks like after her transformation."

It's rare that Wan Zhu didn't bother with Chun Ya, spread the quilt and tidied it up, then Feng Jin lay down, tossing and turning on the bed, unable to sleep.

Seeing that she couldn't fall asleep, the watchman at night came in, sat by the bed, and whispered to her: "Miss, if you don't want to ask for the general, then...you can only ask for the one in Westinghouse, her father is The Secretary of the Ministry of War should be able to help, but... if you ask the Westinghouse, how will the young lady gain a foothold in the general's mansion in the future." What does it sound like to let a regular wife be attached to a common wife.

But she didn't care about so much, she got up in a hurry, and said to Wan Zhu: "Then I'll go now."

Wanzhu hurriedly changed her clothes, she was still wearing her gray old clothes, her hair was combed a little, her face still looked a little haggard, the master and servant hurried to the Westinghouse, and the old lady Qiu of the Westinghouse Opening the door, a basin of water poured down, Su Fengjin subconsciously protected the pearl behind her back, and immediately her whole body was wet, the wind and snow were wanton, and she was frozen from head to toe.

Qiu Pozi pretended to be surprised and looked at these two people, and scolded: "Which house do you belong to? Why are you wandering around outside in the middle of the night?"

Su Fengjin's face was pale from the cold, Wanzhu quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe Fengjin's face, and said while wiping: "This is Dongwu's grandma!!"

Qiu Pozi was stunned, then smiled and said: "It was you, but I didn't know it was you, grandma, forgive me."

"Is Grandma Lan Xin here? My lady has something important to see Grandma Lan Xin." Wan Zhu slightly stood beside Su Fengjin, looking at this old woman Qiu, she really didn't think she was a good person.

Mrs. Qiu sighed, and said helplessly: "Today our grandma accompanied the general into the palace to attend the Qionglin Banquet. No, she was drunk and fell asleep. I'm afraid it's inconvenient to see you two. Why don't you go back first and wait until tomorrow?" come again?"

Feng Jin smiled apologetically, her face was as pale as a ghost: "So I was too anxious, so please tell young mistress, I will visit again tomorrow."

"Yes, grandma, go slowly." Mrs. Qiu's face was wrinkled with a smile.

After waiting for the person to leave, Mrs. Qiu spat at the footprints: "Damn, a flirtatious slut, she has the nerve to come to our grandma!"

Haitang came out, glanced at the footprints, and said to Mrs. Qiu: "Grandma asked who is outside, you go in and answer."

Mrs. Qiu is an old man in this mansion, but she has been doing servant work all year round. Later, she was promoted because of Lan Xin from Westinghouse, and she is extremely loyal to Lan Xin.Mrs. Qiu hurried to the cabinet immediately. In the cabinet, Lan Xin was drinking hangover soup. Mrs. Qiu stood beside Lan Xin, with a smile all over her face: "Grandma, the one from the east room just came, give her I poured a big basin of water to get rid of her coquettishness, and it's gone now."

"Father has already told me that she must be here for Mrs. Su's affairs. Let's cool her off for now. I will send a bowl of this hangover soup to the study." Lan Xin closed her eyes slightly, and the warm and intoxicating environment is the best Smoking, Lan Xin's delicate and charming face looked a little tired.

Qiu Pozi hurriedly responded with a smile, stood up and retreated.

Haitang and Hongdou helped her to sleep, Lan Xin lay on the warm bed, curled up, feeling extremely tired.

Mrs. Qiu took the hangover soup to the study room, but was picked up by Anji. Anji has been in charge of the premises of various shops outside these years, and is the most trusted person in Zhan Qingcheng, so Mrs. Qiu can't say much. What, hurriedly retreated.

Anji put the hangover soup on the side of the desk, and said to Zhan Qingcheng who was writing the booklet: "Master, the hangover soup from Westinghouse."

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at the soup, and when he heard Anji mentioning that the water from the west house was poured on the east house, he suddenly felt a little disgusted: "It's poured."

Anji hesitated: "Master, the one from Westinghouse is at least the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of War. Back then, if the master was on the frontier without the Minister of the Ministry of War to help, I'm afraid it would have been difficult..."

Zhan Qingcheng stared at the bowl of soup, was silent for a while, then suddenly put down his pen, got up, opened the door and went out.

Anji followed him in a hurry and followed him all the way to the east room. The east room has been tidied up a lot, and the iron grille door has been repainted, and a small light is projected from the inside of the house. Angie looks at the door and is Thinking about how to get past, Zhan Qingcheng had already climbed over the wall with ease, and his movements were so smooth that Anji was dumbfounded.

This... a dignified general, on a snowy day in the middle of the night, went over the wall to see his wife. If someone saw him, where would he put his face?

Zhan Qingcheng was stepping on the snow, the whirring snow made his robe struggle with the wind, he was standing at the door, just about to push the door, when he heard the sound, his hands stopped slightly.

"Miss, the one from Westinghouse gave such a big blow to the horse. If it goes on like this, she may not help the master. The servant feels that the general treats the lady so well. If the lady asks, she will definitely help the lady." Wan Zhu had already changed Feng Jin's clothes into dry clothes, and her hair was still wet, so she was sitting by the charcoal basin and warming herself by the fire.Wanzhu wiped her hair, worried.

She was embroidering the embroidery in her hand, and her voice was a little hoarse: "If it doesn't work...I'll go and ask Ah Cheng, for the sake of the past, Ah Cheng will help me."

"Miss, if the young master of the Zhao family really took pity on you, and you went to beg him behind his back that day, he wouldn't have sent someone to send money. That's clearly a beggar! If the slaves hadn't troubled the young lady, the young lady wouldn't have You were beaten up all over, miss, listen to the advice from the servant and forget about the young master of the Zhao family." Wan Zhu also hated iron but steel, if Feng Jin could see it better, maybe she wouldn't be so focused on Zhao Ruan Cheng's body.

"I know, I'm just afraid. If one day, the general is like Ah Cheng, who is tired of another paper divorce, what should I do? Wanzhu, let's save more money. If we leave the general's mansion in the future, we can also pay for it." If you have money to go on the road, you won't... go back to the Su residence."During the few months when she was abandoned by Xiu and returned to the Su Mansion, she lived a life that would have been worse than death. If it wasn't for Wanzhu, she would have thought of committing suicide several times. She just listened to their words and got married, and now the ending is not what she wanted. Wish, but why not be seen, living in such a mess.

"Miss, no, General..."

"Yes, I will. The general and Miss Xiangfu are a match made in heaven. How can they match me, an abandoned woman? I'll go and beg her tomorrow." She got up, walked towards the bed, held her arms Zhu sighed helplessly, waited for her to fall asleep, and pushed open the door, but saw a pair of footprints on the snow outside the door, but the wind and snow were heavy, and it leveled off a lot after blowing, so she didn't care much. .

Anji stood by the courtyard wall, looking at the gloomy Zhan Qingcheng who had turned over the wall, and asked in a low voice, "Master, why is your complexion so bad? Could it be that Grandma Dongwu was promiscuously stealing from the house..."

(End of this chapter)