The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 177

Pei Shuyu was upset and wanted to leave. But the old woman knelt on the ground and blocked Pei Shuyu's way, "Miss, I have soiled your dress. Please wait for me for a moment."

Hongxiu looked down and saw that, sure enough, the yellow mud on the green vegetable roots was stuck to her moon-white gauze skirt.

"You old woman, are you really blind when you walk? This is the new gorgeous dress that the girl is wearing today!" Hongxiu squatted down, took out a silk scarf and wiped it gently. The old woman spoke, "Girl, you can't do that."

However, she saw that the yellow mud had spread out on the skirt, which had been wiped several times. Originally, it was just a few spots, but now it had become a palm-sized patch, dirty and yellow.

"What should I do?"

Pei Shuyu felt even more uncomfortable. "Go back quickly and change it. Mother won't be able to see me for a while, and she will definitely question me again."

After saying that, he raised his foot and was about to leave.

The old woman quickly stopped her with a shy smile, "Wait a minute, young lady. I'll be there soon." She stood up and trotted away, her fat body moving with unusual agility.

Soon, the old woman came over quickly and steadily, carrying a copper basin and a clean towel.

She asked Hongxiu to help Pei Shuyu to sit next to the beauty. She squatted down, gently washed the yellow mud on Pei Shuyu's skirt, and absorbed the water with a towel.

After a while, it was as clean as new.

The embroidery and gold thread on it were not damaged. Hongxiu smiled and said, "Luckily, fortunately, this skirt was made with more than ten taels of silver."

The old woman then took out a half-foot-long straw cage from behind her waist like a magic trick and handed it to Hongxiu.

"My dear, these are the wild fruits that I brought from the farm this morning. They are not very presentable, but they are delicious as snacks."

Hong Xiu was a little disgusted, "How can our girl eat this? I'm afraid she will get a stomachache!"

The old woman bowed and smiled apologetically, "Young lady is precious, I know that, but I just thought that it was so good today, it would be embarrassing to bring it in front of young lady."

Pei Shuyu thought about going back early. Besides, this was the eldest son's house, so it was not good for him to be too domineering.

The Xiao family's people were everywhere, and if they were seen, my mother's plan would probably fail again.

"Hongxiu, just take it."

Seeing this, the old woman quickly flattered, "If the young lady is used to it, please ask this red-sleeved sister to come to the kitchen. My husband's surname is Tong, so you can ask Second Aunt Tong. I will ask my rebellious son to send some more in later."

Pei Shuyu was impatient to pay any attention. Hongxiu was used to these wives and old women coming up to her to curry favor with her, so she just took the straw basket and helped the girl leave.

Aunt Tong slowly picked up the green vegetables on the ground and left carrying the copper basin.

In the evening, Jin Fuyun fell into silence as he read the letter.

Suohong knocked on the door and came in with hot tea. Seeing the silent girl, she whispered, "Miss, it's late at night. Why don't you go to bed first?"

"No news from there yet?"

Jin Fuyun didn't even raise her head and burned the letter in a porcelain basin. She let her hair down and asked questions lazily. Suo Hong replied, "Don't worry, Miss. Jinzhou and other places have suffered from floods recently, so the message will be delayed. But Yu Cheng is down-to-earth and will definitely not delay your plan."

"She still hasn't made any move?"

Suohong took the sandalwood comb and combed Jin Fuyun's hair gently. "The capital is crowded with people. I heard from Uncle Zhu that her mother and son robbed all the valuables from Uncle, even his robes. With the money, they naturally found a place to hide. We don't have many people in our house, and we are restricted everywhere in the capital. It's not good to look for them in a big way. I'm afraid it will take some time."

Madam Xian, Mrs. She, has now suffered a great disaster. She is flexible and thinks that if she has offended Zhu San, she will break up with Jin Fuyun. She takes her son to avoid the limelight for a while, thinking that if Jin Fuyun still refuses to give in and keeps on pestering her, then don't blame her for going all out.

There is a tidal flat on the outskirts of Beijing, connected to the Cangjiang River. Thanks to the Wanxing Wharf, this area is very lively compared to the sparsely populated areas nearby, and it is also a place where all kinds of people gather.

Many people who fled here could work as laborers at Wanxing Wharf, carrying sacks for a day or two, and still be able to fill their stomachs. Therefore, in this area, no matter whether it was people or goods, as long as they traveled by water, they would definitely land at Wanxing Wharf.

As a result, many small businesses gather around this pier.

The stalls and shops on the main road were very popular, and there were gradually more stalls on both sides. Recently, spring has gone and summer has come. The rainy season in Beijing came early this year, and the water level of the Cangjiang River has flooded many shops. Some people lost their capital and closed their businesses.

That’s why recently some new faces have rented shops and reopened for business.

Cailai Tea Shop is located in a small building at the back of the main road. It has two floors and looks shaky, but it is actually very stable. There was a heavy rain a few days ago, but the small building did not suffer any damage at all.

Although he was in the business of herbal tea, the shopkeeper, Mr. Chang, was good at speaking and could make some delicious soup noodles and steamed buns. In his free time, he also sold some roasted nuts, which were of good quality and low price. After a few days, the business was pretty good.

"Fugui, go to the villages to collect some sour plums and peaches. Make them into preserved fruits. That will definitely be a good business." The old woman in a gray-blue cotton headscarf was frying last year's old wheat in an iron pan while instructing a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in front of her.

Chang Fugui sat down and looked at the rain outside.

"Wait until the weather is better before going. It's only been two days since Qingming Festival, and the plums and peaches in many places are still hanging on the branches but their skins are not red. They are very sour."

The old woman who once enjoyed great glory has now become a common woman. She used a palm-leaf fan in her right hand to hit her son hard.

"Go when it's rainy, the price will be lower. We've used all our money to rent this shop. Why don't we think of ways to make a living? Are we just going to eat the wind?"

He is always unmoved by wealth and honor.

"The dirt roads in the countryside are hard to walk on. I'll wait until the rain stops before I go. Besides, I have no money, but I can still find a way to get it. It's just that you are a coward and don't dare to do it again."

Speaking of Chang Fugui, it turns out he is a dull boy, his father is a coward, and he is also stupid.

But ever since he followed the mother of Lady Xian to cheat Zhu San and earned a lot of money, his eyes lit up and he thought every day, what's the use of earning only three or five cents of silver after working so hard all day!

It would certainly be better to kidnap a rich girl and plunder her than to suffer like this every day.

"I'll tell you to stop thinking about this. There are no such rich girls for you to catch. Besides, how much money can a maid have? Listen to me day by day and make plans slowly. If you do something reckless, don't blame me for breaking your legs!"

Chang Fugui looked dissatisfied and started to talk back.

"Mother, you were so glorious in the past, but now you have to do this kind of work of serving others with your head bowed and your eyes humbly. Are you willing in your heart?"