Chapter 197, Do you hate us (2 more)
How could grandma get used to it.
It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal.
The food and clothing in Heng's Mansion are organized by Han Qiao, and the arrangements are meticulous.
The maids, mother-in-law, and servants do their best to serve them, and they can also go to the theater to listen to operas. The day is full of arrangements.
Go back to Xishan Village and do everything by yourself.
Serve tea by yourself, wash feet, etc. There are grandsons and granddaughters-in-law, but they are also very busy, busy making money, busy farming.
And the kids are busy.
Food is even less refined than Heng Mansion.
The taste is salty, as if salt does not cost money.
The tea leaves are not tasty either, very bitter.
"Oh." Grandpa sighed again.
Grandma ignored him.
Persuaded him not to come back, insisted on coming back, and even quarreled with her.
Tell him not to care about the two granddaughters, he wants to persuade Aqiao, saying that the sisters should be harmonious.
She had no choice but to persuade her.
Now that Ah Qiao is angry, she is afraid that she will not come to pick them up and go to the county town to enjoy their blessings.
"Old woman, why don't we go to the county seat by ourselves."
Anai rolled her eyes, "How to get there?"
"Take the grandson and their ox cart."
"You are shameless and you go, I won't go."
Unless Han Qiao gets someone to pick her up, she won't have the face to go.
Grandpa was stunned into silence.
But living at home in Xishan Village is really not comfortable.
The room is small, the quilt is cold, and I can't eat much. I just huddle under the eaves all day long.
Han Qiao's emotions come and go quickly.
It's right for grandma to want a harmonious family, and it's also right for her to be mad at them for favoritism. Since everyone is right, let's do it this way.
Besides, grandma has sons and daughters, so she doesn't have to worry about food and drink, so she doesn't have to worry about it as a granddaughter.
After all, it was her who held a grudge.
She took care of her with all her heart. Grandma knew what Han Xiang said that day, and she stabbed her heart everywhere.
She felt very uncomfortable.
Han Qiao bought a lot of fabrics with many colors. After buying them, let the children choose the colors they like. Then the tailor will come to the house and hand over the patterns.
Dress styles.
You can also let them do it by themselves. They have learned embroidery, and embroidery tailoring is also the same craft.
Han Qiao was still in Buzhuang, so Heng Yi came to pick her up.
He looked calm, thinking that the matter has been dealt with.
"Have you bought it yet?"
"Originally, I bought it. You can choose a few feet of cloth when you come."
Han Qiao took several pieces of fabric, gestured in front of Heng Yi, and chose a few more pieces of fabric.
Also called Baicha into the house, and chose a few feet for Baicha.
"I have it too." Bai Cha laughed.
Compared to Heng Yi's stern smile, Bai Cha likes to laugh.
Smile is clean, pure and gentle.
"Originally there were, but your elder brother came here. He chose the fabric, and he chose two for you." Han Qiao smiled and pointed to the packed fabric.
Baicha laughed.
Of course he understands.
No matter how close the relationship is, there are differences between men and women.
He is a cousin, and Han Qiao is his sister-in-law.
Many times we have to avoid suspicion for the sake of each other's reputation.
And that large pile of fabrics has been **** with cloth ropes, no more, no less, everyone has it.
There is also a bundle with a darker color, presumably for Xishan Village.
After buying the fabric and returning home, the nanny who took care of He Cheng hurried over, "The young master was fine when he got up early, but now he is hot all over, and he is yelling for mother."
"Did you call for a doctor?"
"Please."
Han Qiao went over immediately, and He Cheng cried when he saw her, "Mother, it hurts."
Han Qiao felt distressed just looking at her pitiful appearance.
Hold him in your arms, coaxing him softly.
The doctor came quickly to check He Cheng's pulse, but fortunately, he just had a cold and a fever, and he could recover after taking a few patches of medicine.
"Take good care of him. He is still so young, and even a little illness can kill him. If you think the monthly silver is too little, you can tell me. If you want to work in the kitchen to earn more monthly silver, you can also say .”
"Mrs…"
Nurse and servant girl all knelt down in panic.
"I'll take it as an accident this time. If there is another time, this mansion will never let you stay." Han Qiao said in a deep voice.
"Yes."
Those who are not involved in the government can work hard to make money.
Especially the cooks over there in the kitchen, the poor women.
But they have to take care of He Cheng, so naturally they don't have time to go.
From the clues, it is discovered that He Cheng is not Heng Yi and Han Qiao's biological child at all, he is the same as Han Chi.
Somewhat neglected.
He Cheng fell ill, and all his brothers and sisters came to accompany him.
He refused to drink the bitter medicine, and his brothers and sisters coaxed him. Reluctantly swallowed a few mouthfuls, his bitter face wrinkled into a ball.
Han Qiao is also pregnant, so it is impossible to take care of He Cheng all the time.
Especially on the side of the Han family, the three brothers are here again.
Han Qiao looked at them with apologetic faces, and his heart sank, "Sit down."
"Aqiao..."
Han Dalang wanted to say something, but stopped talking.
"If you want to talk about Han Xiang, brother, don't say too much, I don't want to hear it. People's hearts are inherently biased, and I don't blame anyone."
"My father and mother gave birth to me, and I am also working hard to repay my kindness. Now this is my repayment. Don't think about it any more."
Han Qiao would not do such a thing as picking up his nephew to raise him.
Not in this life.
"No, it's not about Ah Xiang, we are just..."
"You have hired a wife here, can you send some children to your side?"
"No." Han Qiao refused without thinking.
Seeing the expressions of the two older brothers and younger brother Han Ming change slightly, he continued, "They are your children, they should have been raised by your side, so what's the matter with sending them here?"
"I already have five children, and I still have one in my stomach. I can't take care of Achi and the others. It all depends on their self-consciousness. I will be busier when I give birth to a child, and I don't have the time and energy to take care of them."
"Your children are your responsibility, not mine, and I don't have this responsibility and obligation. Now that I lead you to make money, what you have to do is not to pin your hopes on me, but to work hard to make money and let them go to private schools. The school accepts more formal education, wait a little longer, Achi will also go to the school."
"I ask my master to teach those children, because in the future they will have to work hard for me and run for me. Unless I show mercy in this life, they will be my servants until death."
“They have to work hard every day. If they don't work hard, they will be slapped and punished.”
"My nephews are all pampered at home. When they come to me, can they accept such strictness? I'm afraid they will blame my aunt after a long time."
"There is no need to talk about this matter in the future."
Han Qiao explained the matter.
It's nothing more than two points. She doesn't want to find trouble for nothing and end up complaining. What's more, they can't bear the hardship that Ah Chi and the others have suffered.
It is said that the chicken dances, and Ah Chi and the others are like this now, they have to get up to practice martial arts before dawn.
I don't sleep until it's dark.
Reading, recognizing characters, and working, this is how Ah Chi lives.
The only difference from those children is that he can leave the house at any time, and he can raise a few little beggars outside to be his younger brothers. He spends time every day teaching his little brothers to read and practice martial arts.
Han Qiao knew all these things, but didn't care about them.
Achi has Achi's thoughts and plans, she just needs support.
"Aqiao, do you really hate us?" Han Dalang asked quietly.
(end of this chapter)
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