Chapter 198:

"Chun Ran, my elder sister has a body, and now she has sat her feet firmly before she writes to us. I wonder what should we send?"
Murou sauna had a moment of grief when he believed.
Chunran thought for a while and said, "Why don't the girl ask the old lady?"
Mu Rouzang shook his head and said, "It's not right, it's not right. My grandmother always hurts my bones. How can I hurt her elderly because of this?"
But any elders would not be happy to treat people who are not related to them more seriously than their loved ones.
She put down the letter and asked Chunran to put away: "Forget it, let's go and see what my grandmother is doing."
She just came out of the Bisha cabinet with the girls, and Xia He and Qiuju came over with a smile: "The girl is here, the old lady went to the vegetable field behind the yard, and the cucumber seeds that the old man had sprinkled first had sprouted Now, I'm taking Chun Xing and Dong Xue to move the seedlings to other fields. "
When Mrs. Zuo married, Zuo's family was normal. Although there were dozens of acres of good fields, she was just a wealthy household in the village. She also often went to work, most of all, she liked to care for her vegetable garden.
"I'll go and see."
Mu Rouzang said that he took the girls straight to the vegetable field in the backyard. In the distance, Mrs. Zuo wore ordinary peasant-like clothes and brought a group of women to plant vegetables.
"Maternal grandmother!"
Mrs. Zuo was pulling a strong cucumber seedling out of her hand, and she looked up to see her coming. For a moment, Akira thought she was her own daughter, and threw away the wet mud on her hand and laughed, "How come, carefully. The wet mud stained the dress. "
Mu Rouzang was surprised to find that the two nieces were also in the ground, but she just remembered in her heart and didn't pick it out, probably the old lady had her own thoughts ...
"Maternal grandmother, this seedling is better than my family!"
Mu Rou Sang's sweet voice sounded in this spring-filled vegetable garden, more and more like rubbing the spring into the bones of people.
"Oh, my little monkey's vegetable field must be the best managed. I want to say that the girl's cooking also counts as a vegetable grower."
Mrs. Zuo is in a good mood. Under the bright spring light, there are also granddaughters like flowers: "Look, this cucumber seedling grows well!"
She took one and walked it to Mu Rouzang. "It really looks really good. This stem is thick. It can be revived after being planted in the ground and watered."
"Exactly. At that time, your mother also loved to make vegetable gardens. You are such a good boy!"
A "good boy" said the old man's sadness ...
Mu Rouzang accompanied Mrs. Zuo again, and instructed the women to plant cucumber seedlings. She explained to the three people what to pay attention to, and looked at the neat patches of vegetable seedlings in the depression. Very satisfied.
"Vegetables are still sweet!"
It is a sigh of life, a praise of your own labor.
After all, Mu Rouzang didn't ask Mrs. Zuo about giving gifts to pregnant women. After Mrs. Zuo fell asleep in the evening, she quietly said to Chunran: "You go to the house and ask about it. Courtesy. "
"Girl, why not ask it yourself?" Chunyi didn't understand.
Chunran laughed, "You're stupid. Ask your wife not to know the whole house."
"Girl, when are we going back to the county?" Chunyi didn't like to stay in Zuofu.
Mu Rouzang glanced at her: "Why, it's not fun? I didn't know who was the happiest at first."
Chunyi twitched the skirt and twisted it a little
pinched: "It ’s fun, it ’s too many rules, and you do n’t have freedom at home, it feels like a girl is a poor silkworm baby, and then there is a layer of wrapping Silk. "
Mu Rouzang sighed, no matter her aunt or grandmother was very good to her, but the golden nest and silver nest were no better than their own dog nest.
"I'm afraid it won't work for the time being. My grandmother is old and getting older day by day, I was here to do my filial piety for my parents." She still couldn't go back to the county town immediately.
"Well, what can we do with the fruits of our family?" Chunyi became more worried.
"What are you anxious, it will be a while before the fruit is ripe. Besides, our girl is just a temporary guest, and she will eventually return to her home."
A few days later, Chunran heard about the gift-giving, and while noon Mrs. Zuo took a nap, she quietly followed Mu Rouzang into the Bisha cabinet.
"Ma'am, slavery inquired."
Mu Rouzang asked eagerly: "Speak quickly and listen to me. If I don't reply to the letter again, my elder sister is afraid to be in a hurry!"
Chunran stretched her to the bedside, and attentively undressed her, while saying, "Girl, only when the aunt and grandma are about to give birth is the formal ceremony, call the birth ceremony, prepare a silver basin, and the basin contains millet A bunch or plant ash, covered with red brocade, and provided with 120 colored eggs, an inch of square and square lamb, red dates, peanuts, brown sugar, and monk clothes, and sent to the grand aunt's house. "
Mu Rou Sang couldn't help asking: "Why send a millet or a plant ash? How can anyone give such a cheap thing?"
Chunran was blushed when asked, and had to say, "Good girl, slavery just eagerly came back to tell you that there is no way to think about it."
Alas, she can't say that the millet or plant ash is used to produce farts when it is used for production
Killing Chun Ran will not tell her girl.
Mu Rouzang put it down when she didn't understand it, and said, "That's it, let's pick up some good silk and send it!" She really didn't know what to send.
And said: "For a long time, the older sister should produce at the autumn harvest, and other things should be prepared at that time, except what kind of monk's clothes ... can you do it?"
But she hadn't seen it, and after thinking about it, no family around her had a baby.
"Girl, why not wait for the summer harvest and go back to Xiaoshan Village before asking Qin Er'an."
Mu Rou Sang applauded: "Exactly, when the peaches are ripe, we will go back and just ask along the way."
In Zuofu, except for Qin Chunshu's monthly account books and silver receipts from the three stores, Mu Rou Sang lived a pig-like life most of the time, and only spent a small part of his life in the industry.
Mrs. Zuo nodded again and again, but for any serious girl, the housekeeper must learn this one. This time Mu Rouzang saved the teaching, but only handed in some more ways.
After Mu Rouzang checked the books several times, the fragrant was brought to the table.
Mrs. Zuo has become more and more energetic in the past few days. On this day, she is sitting on the bed of Luo Han. Mu Rouzang is sitting obediently on her foot, and lame for the old lady.
Mrs. Zuo was sitting side by side cheerfully and talking about the Dragon Boat Dinner: "Old lady, daughter-in-law and also invited the state's most famous opera team, I heard his family's" Wu Song Da Hu ", and" Big Trouble in Heaven " 'Singing is the best.' The two plays she said were the favorite of Mrs. Zuo. Whenever she saw this noisy scene, she always had a headache, but for her own selfishness, she also pretended If you like to pretend and coax the old lady, Zuo Renyou will give her a high look.
"My daughter-in-law, when will Xianxian and Jiner come back?" Compared with the rich Dragon Boat Dinner, Mrs. Zuo cares more about her grandson and grandson.
Speaking of hibiscus, Mrs. Zuo became more and more happy. Zuo Renxian took a "sage", that is, a monkey, impatient to sit down and study, don't want to. After studying with the hibiscus in government school, this heart also became more progressive, When writing a home book, the attached article will always be praised by Zuo Renyou.
"Old lady, do n’t worry, your daughter-in-law has sent someone to pick up the house." Mrs. Zuo picked up Mu Rouzang and came to the house. Everything went smoothly, Zuo Renyou went to her room more , The old lady treated her a lot better, seeing the idea from the house worked very well.
"Ma'am, I don't know when my eldest girl's clothes will be good in Dragon Boat Festival?" This is Zuo Renyou's third aunt. I don't know where to start, and I can talk to Mrs. Zuo.
Mrs. Zuo smiled and said in a hurry: "It's mine, it's not, because I ordered the needlework room, and I made everything in Saner's clothes first. This has been delayed for a while. I have already sent it to someone. I'm afraid it was just delivered to the girl's yard. "
Mrs. Left VS Third Auntie, Mrs. Left wins!
The third auntie laughed: "Mrs., I am just asking casually. Seeing that Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, if I do n’t do it again, I'm afraid I won't have to wear it, so I have to pick the material and pick the lamp and sew it at night."
Mu Rou Sang has grown to know, there is really no fuel-saving lamp in this inner house!
Is the third aunt concealing needles, accusing Mrs. Zuo of being unfair? Or that Mrs. Zuo shouldn't make her clothes first: "The three little sister-in-laws are wrong, if you want to blame, just blame me."
She used the word "I" instead of the niece.
Mrs. Zuo frowned and waved impatiently: "The granddaughter is different from the others. In addition, she still has to work hard, and the clothes must be done separately. Our house is not that shameless. People. "
Mrs. Zuo glanced at Mu Rouzang with a thumbs up, but she didn't expect this girl to have a sharp mouth, so she asked the third aunt to eat and hang it.
Mu Rouzang is not a fool. Mrs. Zuo is old. Mrs. Zuo, who is headed by Zuofu, does n’t hold the big tree pole, but also the thin tree roots? Don't get dirty.
"Nephew, the newly made clothes still have to be worn. If it doesn't fit and just comes through the pipe, your aunt will immediately send you to the needlework workshop to modify it."
Mrs. Zuo is also very sad. Although she looks good, she is still there, but it is not as beautiful as these late aunts. Fortunately, Zuo Renyou is not a fool and can be distinguished.
Mu Rou Sang wasn't there, but after seeing Hibiscus' vomiting blood, her mind also changed a lot. Now that she was a relative of her own family, she naturally wanted to hold the big ship and not let go, but only long to the left The family will become more and more close to her family, and it is necessary to be as common as it is now, and it is better to take a stand early.
"My mother-in-law is worried, the clothes are very good, and the color is the favorite of my niece."
Mrs. Zuo got Mu Ruosang's words, and her heart became more and more happy. You must know that Mu Ruosang's brother Mu Hibiscus really got into Zuo Renyou's eyes, and often wrote to mention him.
A few days later is the Dragon Boat Festival. Mu Rouzang got up early this day. Mrs. Zuo was sitting on the Lohan bed in the hall and drinking tea. When she saw her out of the Bisha cabinet, she beckoned her, and smiled. : "Come here, Chun Xing, bring out the breakfast for the girl, and miss your brother too!"
Usually Mrs. Zuo wakes up only when her granddaughters sleep until they wake up naturally. She thinks that children should sleep more, and they should grow up when they are full, unlike other high-ranking households. Toss the little farts.
"Yeah, isn't it the same for grandma, I heard that today my brother will go back to the house with my little cousin. I don't know when they will arrive."
Mu Rouzang really wanted his own brother.
Mrs. Zuo smiled, "It's a good time, I'm afraid it's almost here. You can rest assured that breakfast will come."
Chun Xing happened to bring the meals on the table of Luo Han's bed, a dish of Xiaolongbao, a dish of pickles, a millet porridge, and a crispy fritters.
Mrs. Zuo has always saved. Few people in the family eat bird's nest and shark fins. In her words, can the swallows spit out by the swallows be eaten?
"Chun Xing, go to Ermen and see. Why haven't you come back?"
Mu Rouzang only put a small cage in her mouth, and Mrs. Mu couldn't sit still.
"Slave here."
She stepped down and explained to Xia He a few careful waits. She went to Ermen first and waited for lunch. In the meantime, there were still many wives from Zuorenyou to greet Mrs. It is necessary to entertain another meal.