Rise From the Humble

After the Feng Shui master finished speaking, he left. The aunt and the others couldn't hold him back, so they just disappeared on the village road with their cloth bags in their arms.

"Sister-in-law, you heard what the Heavenly Master said, wherever my son is, there is a lucky house!" Mother Chen raised her chin and sneered at her eldest aunt.

The eldest aunt couldn't hold her head up in front of her mother and came back angrily; the grandmother also found an excuse to say that there was a fire on the stove at home and followed her back to the old house; the fourth aunt and the third aunt told their mother Chen The conversation also followed Hui Laozhai.

"Master Zhang said that every place where my family's Ping'an Lang is is a lucky house. This Celestial Master is so great that he has been invited by the previous magistrate." Grandfather walked away smoking a cigarette pipe with his hands behind his back and talking to an old man of similar age. There was pride in his tone, and his grandfather's face shone red under the sunset.

"Then why did you break up Ping An Lang's family in the first place, otherwise your old house would also benefit from it..." After hearing what his grandfather said, the old man next to him said something.

Hearing this, my grandfather was silent. Only the scarlet burning point of the pipe flickered in the sunset. It took a long time before he sighed. My grandfather's figure seemed to have aged under the sunset...

After the feng shui incident, my mother, Mrs. Chen, chatted with several nearby aunts and uncles. They kept talking about how Zhang Tianshi was doing and how my son was doing. When the aunts and aunts echoed the praises of Zhu Pingan, her mother, Mrs. Chen, waved her hands and said that there was no such thing. In order to prove that Zhu Pingan was not that "excellent", her mother, Mrs. Chen, proudly picked out the embarrassing things that happened when Zhu Pingan was a child. A few things were mentioned:

"When this silly boy was three years old, his father gave him ten cents to sell tobacco leaves at the entrance of the village. The extra cent was used to buy candies for him."

"After a while, this silly boy came back with a piece of candy in his mouth. He gave nine cents to his father and said, 'The tobacco leaves at the entrance of the village are sold out.'"

"Give me a good beating..."

"Also, when he was a child, he went to the fields with some friends to pull edamame to eat. To hide from people, he hid in the crop fields, and then fell asleep..."

She is indeed her biological mother. The things that happened when she was a child are like a treasure. Fortunately, Zhu Ping'an was not there, otherwise she would have been so embarrassed after hearing this that she would have had the urge to hit the wall.

Behind the door of the new house opposite, the little maid Baozi and Li Shu were crouching behind the door and listening. They couldn't help but cover their mouths and their eyes were bent with laughter.

Zhu Pingan had dinner at his new residence because Zhu Pingan was about to leave for the capital. In order to give the young couple more time alone, his mother, Ms. Chen, drove Zhu Pingan, who wanted to stay at home for dinner, back to her new residence.

The reason why he had to leave for the capital so soon was because of the impeachment memorial sent by Zhu Ping'an when he left the capital. In the afternoon, the magistrate of Huaining sent someone a few packages of tribute noodles and an urgent letter. Huaining tribute noodles have been the tribute noodles hand-picked by the imperial palace since the Song Dynasty. The magistrate of Huaining uses tribute noodles as gifts every year as a favor. The urgent letter was sent from the capital on a hurry. The letter from the Ministry of Punishment, Zhu Ping'an was asked to leave as soon as possible to the Ministry of Punishments to present his case.

The Ministry of Punishment has already sent out two such urgent letters.

Although there is still some time left for the holiday, under this situation, Zhu Ping'an can only set off for the capital as soon as possible.

Kill the good and take credit for Zhao Daying!

Haha, I hope you won’t regret urging me to return to Beijing in such a hurry!

"My uncle is back." When the girls saw Zhu Pingan, they bowed and saluted, and Zhu Pingan nodded in response.

In the room, there were two girls waiting for Li Shu to wash her hands. One girl was holding a small basin in her hands, and the other girl was holding a towel in her hands and stood respectfully in front of Li Shu to wait on her.

The little maid Baozi first put her little hand into the small basin, tested the temperature, and then puffed up her face and said, "I'm getting more and more careless. I just told you to add more hot water. Now I'll do it." Forgot again?"

"Good sister, we just mixed the hot water with it, maybe it's cold. Sister Que, please pour some hot water with me." The little girl holding the water apologized, and then begged the girl making tea next to her. Added some more hot water to the basin.

After mixing the hot water, Li Shu started washing her hands. When Zhu Pingan came in, Li Shu had just finished washing her hands. Seeing Zhu Pingan come in, Li Shu put the wiped towel in the little girl's hand again. Instruct the girl to bring Zhu Pingan water for washing hands.

"Do not bother."

Zhu Pingan shook his hand, then walked over and started washing himself with the water Li Shu had washed with. The water was very clean and there was no need to get another basin.

The little girl next to her covered her mouth and smiled.

Seeing this, Li Shu's pretty face couldn't help but have a touch of red clouds flying over her. The red candle made her look even more shy. She rolled her watery eyes at Zhu Ping'an and said, "You really don't know what is good and what is good~~".

While Zhu Pingan was washing his hands, the girls filed in and brought in the meals prepared by the kitchen and neatly placed them on the dining table. The dishes are rich and full of color and flavor, including anchovy fins, red plum blossoms, kung pao hare, roasted pork loin with melon, sesame rolls and several vegetarian dishes, filling the table.

Finally, there are no more jellyfish, leeks, mutton, pork kidneys, etc.

There is also a soup simmered in a casserole in the center. It should be chicken soup. It exudes a rich aroma and makes you very appetizing just looking at it.

"You can make less food next time, we can't finish it all."

Zhu Pingan looked at the table full of meals, thought for a while and said, there are almost ten dishes, and I always feel that it is a waste for two people to eat. In fact, four dishes and one soup are already very rich. When I was in the old house, there were only one or two dishes for a meal.

"If you can't eat, give it to the girl and the old lady. They have been waiting for a long time and they haven't eaten yet." Li Shu glanced at Zhu Ping'an and raised the corner of her mouth with an elegant arc. She was used to setting a table of food.

"Thank you, Miss." The girls serving in the room all smiled happily.

Well, I am a bit of a country bumpkin. Zhu Ping'an thought of the plot in Dream of Red Mansions. It seems that this is a common practice among big families. For a large family, each meal consists of dozens of dishes or more, and there are only a few people eating there, so there is always a lot of leftover food at each meal. The rest of the food will be distributed among the master’s family and the maids and old ladies.

There are many rules in a big family, and there are rules for eating. If the master has not eaten dinner, the servants cannot serve it. Therefore, the remaining meals of the masters will not be wasted. Give it to the girl and old lady, and the person who receives the reward will look proud. Moreover, not everyone can receive this kind of reward. Only girls and old ladies with status can receive this kind of treatment. This is a symbol of status.

The little maid serving Baozi served Li Shu, dishing out dishes and serving soup. There was also a little girl who wanted to come over and serve Zhu Ping'an. Zhu Ping'an declined with a wave of her hand. She had hands and feet, so she didn't need anyone else to serve her.