The General’s Little Peasant Wife

After Ning Mengyao walked out a few steps, he turned his head and looked at Yang Cui like that. The corner of his mouth stirred up an evil smile: “Yang Cui, my temple is small, I can't tolerate your great Buddha. Please come from somewhere, come back to somewhere. I still have a lot to do, I won't give it away, Qingxue will send customers. ”

“Yes, ma'am. ”

Qingxue walked to Yang Cui's face with a decent smile: “This aunt is invited. ”

Ning Mengyao's chest fluctuated and fluctuated, and eventually her breathing sleeves left.

The little maid next to her saw her angry and naturally knew that she had said something wrong and hurried away behind her.

After Yang Cui left, Qingxue shouted and said in disdain: “What is it? I really think of myself as a phoenix flying on a branch. ”

“Well, it's people's business, not ours.” Qin Lady didn't like the look of Qingxue and frowned.

Yang Cui's fate is fixed at this time, but it's still good for their uncle.

Green snow skipped his mouth and went in to help.

When Yang Cui returned to her house, she looked at the maid behind her. She raised her hand and just slapped her in the face. She looked at the maid in the shadow and dared not say anything: “If you can't speak, shut up for Lady Ben. ”

She's not a concubine. She's the son's second wife. Can you compare her to a concubine?

The little maid covered her face and lowered her head. Her eyes were full of shame. Even if she returned her wife, she was not admitted by the young lady. If she found out, she would have to teach her another lesson.

Her family was not so good, and she wanted to be a son's second wife. It was just a crazy dream.

Yang Cui looked at the girl's eyes in the shadow and asked coldly, “What kind of eyes are you? ”

The little maid looked at Yang Cui very innocently: "Madame Slave doesn't know what you're talking about. ”

“Don't think Mrs. Ben wouldn't dare do anything to you if she sent you here.” Yang Cui was in a hurry and said angrily.

This maid was given by the son's rightful wife. She said she was here to serve her. In fact, she was here to monitor her. Therefore, she did not like this maid at all. If nothing happened, she would scold her without beating her up and torturing her all day.

The little maid's hatred flashed through her eyes, and she wanted to see how long the two ladies could be arrogant.

Chen Shi saw her daughter's temper and frowned: “What's the matter with you? ”

“Mother, don't worry, I won't let Ning Mengyao's life be so dainty, I will make her regret to provoke me.” Yang Cui bites and cuts his teeth, "he said.

I couldn't help but think of her nasty eyes on me.

She prefers Mengyao to be a merchant, who wants to marry or a hunter. Why does she disdain herself?

“Your child, the most important thing now is to have a child by your side. If you leave a baby boy behind, your husband's family will respect you.” The Chen family understands her daughter's hatred for Ning Mengyao, but this is not the time to say so.

Now that the Lady Dowager is pregnant, this is the best chance for the daughter, so long as her son-in-law's heart is firmly in her hand, it's all good to say.

“Mother, I know what to do.” Yang Cui nodded naturally to understand the meaning of the Chen family.

But the child she wants, Ning Mengyao she also has to deal with, as to how to do it, you have to think about it, in any case, she and Ning Mengyao are in the same position.

Yet Yang Cui did not know, precisely because her calculations had left her with no bones, even involving her husband's family.

Joe Tianjing looked at Ning Mengyao in the kitchen for refreshments. Every time she saw her hand, Joe Tianjing thought it was a pleasure.

“Teach me. ”

“Well, good.” Ning Mengyao nodded with a happy smile on his face.

Every time she cooks, cooks snacks, he watches beside her whenever he has time, and asks her to teach.

Now Joe Tianjin's craftsmanship, although not yet comparable to that of a real chef, is already quite impressive compared to other older men.

“Delicious.” Joe Tian grabbed a bite and said satisfactorily.

“When the laurels in the yard bloom, I'll make you a laurel cake.” Ning Mengyao was also happy to see Joe Tianjin satisfied.

“Okay.”

Mrs. Qin stood outside and listened to the conversation between the two. She couldn't help laughing. Such a young lady and young lady were very good.