The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official Chapter 82

Chapter 82: So thin

 The master and the servant drove the mules all the way back to the shop. It was noon. Those who were preparing lunch were preparing lunch, those who were cleaning were cleaning, and those who were preparing ingredients were preparing ingredients.

Feng Wangtian was splashing water on the floor at the door. When he saw Su Ruojin coming, he quickly put down the bucket and stepped forward with a smile, "Little boss—"

“Dad Feng, didn't I let you take a rest and wander around? Why are you working again?”

Feng Wangtian had a smile on his face and said, "I've been shopping around for a while, but there's nothing else to do, so I just got a few buckets of water to wash myself down with!"

Dashi's daughter-in-law, Shan He, was cleaning up the lobby, sweeping the floor and wiping the tables with nimble hands and feet. When she heard her father-in-law talking to Su Erniang, she also stood up and saluted, "Little... little boss..."

“Sister-in-law, you should get used to being busy!”

 “Get used to it…” Shan He was still a little cautious.

"That's good." Su Ruojin smiled slightly, "You are busy, I will take a look at the back."

The little boss went to the kitchen like a little fairy.

Shanhe stared at it for a while.

Feng Wangtian looked at his daughter-in-law, who had never been out of the mountains, and said, "Work hard, and your wages will be indispensable."

"Hey!" Shanhe came to his senses and quickly picked up the broom and got busy. When he was in his hometown, he could not make a single penny even if he worked for a whole year. But now he still works the same and I heard that he can get one tael of silver.

 One or two! I never dared to think about it before, I am very motivated.

Su Ruojin went into the kitchen, Mao Ya started the fire, and Dong's mother was busy cooking the pot. She had one meat, two vegetables and one soup, a standard meal every day.

"Second Lady..." Mrs. Dong greeted as she was busy, "Let's stay here for dinner today!"

It was already dinner time, and Su Ruojin was also hungry, so she stopped going back to eat and nodded, "Okay!"

Mao Ya was smiling. She usually followed the little master and helped out in the shop. Today, Shu Tong followed the little master, so she stayed here to help.

 After a while, lunch was ready.

Mother Dong took a big round plate and divided the meals, one plate for each person, plus a bowl of soup. The staple food was steamed buns, which were placed on the counter. You can take as many as you want.

Su Ruojin was young, so she only got a small plate and brought it to the table to eat.

While eating, I watched everyone. Uncle Feng and his family sat at the two tables at the door with their plates to eat. The shopkeeper, Huang Shun, sat in front of his counter.

 She suddenly realized that two people were missing.

 “Where is Uncle Hua? And where is Aunt Gui?”

 Mother Dong was the last one. She sat down next to her with her own plate and said with a smile, "Brother Hua hasn't gotten up from bed yet, so Xianggui brought a plate to him."

Su Ruojin opened her eyes wide, "Is this like this every day?"

“That's not true.” Dong's mother smiled, “Occasionally.”

 While the master and servant were talking, Shopkeeper Huang glanced this way, then lowered his eyes to eat.

Su Ruojin clicked her tongue, "Uncle Hua is so lazy!"

 She is convinced.

Mao Ya was sitting at the next table. Seeing the sigh on the owner's face, she picked up her chopsticks, leaned over and whispered, "Second lady, can you let Uncle Hua teach me?"

Her eyes lit up, "No problem."

Mao Ya got her wish and ate happily.

 In the backyard, at the door of the hut, Huaping was lying on a bamboo chair, blowing in the wind and enjoying the tranquility like a reclusive master.

Xianggui placed the rice plate on his small tea table. She usually left without saying a word, but today she reminded him, "My boss is eating in front." After saying that, she turned and left. As she left, Huaping turned his head and watched her disappear at the Moon Cave Gate.

Suddenly he frowned and looked at the big tree above his head. The sunlight fell from the gaps between the trees, forming mottled shadows, which shone on him like a dream.

Is this Lady Gui interested in him? Huaping, who was already twenty-four years old, suddenly felt a little annoyed. Who asked her to serve food and water? Really, women are really troublesome.

 The food on the table was not touched at all.

When Su Ruojin went to the backyard to look for him after eating, she found that the food was cold. She looked at the teapot and cups next to her and saw that the small stove was smoking.

“No way, Uncle Hua, no wonder you are so thin. It turns out that drinking tea and not eating is not good for your health.”

 She sat down at the small tea table and asked Mao Ya to change it to hot food for him.

Mao Ya quickly carried it and changed it.

In the kitchen, Mother Dong was washing the dishes, and Xianggui took a bite at the edge of the stove. Mother Dong advised her, "I don't need help here, just sit at the table in front and eat slowly."

Xianggui responded to Mother Dong's kindness with a smile, "It's okay, I'm almost done eating." Just as she was about to lower her head to eat, she saw Mao Ya coming in with untouched food, her face suddenly turned pale, and she lowered her head and buried it in the rice plate. Taste of not eating.

 Mother Dong glanced at her calmly and shook her head secretly.

Xianggui was interested in Huaping, she had already seen it in her eyes, but the two of them didn't seem to be a good match. Huaping was as handsome as a young man from a rich family, and Xianggui was okay, maybe from the mountains. There is always an earthy smell when it comes out. This is not because Dong's mother is rejecting her, but the environment in which a person is born and grows does give a person a temperament that cannot be left behind.

Mother Dong herself was the same, so she came to the capital to look for relatives, but was abandoned by a man. She knew very well the cruelty of reality, and could only sigh secretly for her.

In the backyard, when Mao Ya brought hot dishes and rice, Su Ruojin urged Hua Ping, who refused to get up, "Eat quickly!"

Huaping was lazy and refused to move.

Su Ruojin angrily stretched out her little hand and grabbed the soft flesh on her arm. Hua Ping grinned in pain, "Hey... Su Erniang, seeing that you are so small, I didn't expect that pinching someone would hurt so much."

Hua Ping stood up and avoided Su Ruojin's vicious hand.

Su Ruojin snorted, "Eat quickly."

 Having had her fill of tea, Huaping really didn't have any taste.

Su Ruojin called Mother Dong, "From now on, the small stove will boil tea for him for a while in the afternoon after lunch every day, but will not boil tea for him the rest of the time."

"Hey... Su Erniang, one tael a month, I can't even go to the teahouse, and now you still accept my small stove, don't go too far!"

 “Look how thin you have become?”

Huaping didn't care at all how thin he was. His life was confused and he felt empty inside. It would be nice if he didn't use wine to relieve his sorrow.

He suddenly fell silent, as if he was someone else. Su Ruojin was suddenly not used to it, and deliberately said loudly: "Since we are in my house, as the owner, I have the responsibility to take care of the three meals a day for the employees, and I must ensure that you are healthy. Stay safe and sound.”

“Bang!” Hua Ping suddenly switched from deep to careless mode, “You are so small and you have so many things to worry about, and you don't have to worry about growing taller.”

Although he was talking, he picked up the chopsticks and ate every bite.

Su Ruojin saw that he looked like a picky eater of a landlord's son, and frowned, "Uncle Hua, are you too busy!" He was almost sick.

Huaping lazily raised his eyelids, "What's wrong? Have you thought of another way to exploit me?"

Su Ruojin smiled with a wicked look on her face, "I really thought of it."

 Hua Ping jumped up and said, "Su Erniang, don't go too far!" Giving her a nursing home is not bad, but it can also make him, a master who has been trained by the imperial court for sixteen years, become a mortal!

She smiled maliciously: "You eat first. When you are full, we can talk."

 “How can anyone eat this?”

 (End of this chapter)

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