This is the home of Wufu? He is tall and big, with a murderous aura on his body, which makes people feel oppressive.
Brother Wufu lowered his head as much as possible, timidly. It's not that he has never seen the world. He had met the village policeman before, and he was never so afraid.
Feeling the other party's eyes on him, his scalp was numb and his hairs stood on end.
How to describe this feeling? At the mercy of others. The opponent can pinch him to death with one finger.
"What is this for?"
Xiao Lingchuan stopped in his tracks, expressionless, his wife liked Wu Fu very much, so he just said hello, otherwise he would definitely ignore her.
"My elder brother and I are going to the Yamen to file a complaint."
Wu Fu is very sorry, the mess at home is endless, she wants to solve it as soon as possible so that she can serve Madam.
Regarding the master's family, she didn't hide anything, she made a general statement.
The sky, which was still dark just now, became even darker. When the small north wind blew, flakes of snow like goose feathers fell.
Xiao Lingchuan's tall figure stood still in the wind and snow, his eyelashes were already covered with a layer of frost.
"It's snowing, Mr. Xiucai may not go out to set up a stall."
Xiao Lingchuan looked straight ahead and saw a calligraphy and painting shop in front of him, so he said, "Let's go, go to the shop, I'll help you write the pleadings."
"Thank you master!"
Wufu was very pleasantly surprised. Inviting scholars would cost a lot of money as an embellishment fee. The pleadings are not ordinary family letters, they must be logical and well-organized. The master of the yamen always reads the pleadings first, and then decides on the opening date.
Her elder brother was dubious behind him, saying that the master's family was a bandit, he would definitely raise his hand in favor, and he didn't look like he could read and practice calligraphy.
Facts have proved that people are not judged by appearances. With a swipe of a pen, Xiao Lingchuan listed five crimes in one go, and Wu Fu and her eldest brother looked straight at each other.
"Okay, here you go."
Xiao Lingchuan didn't say much, took the initiative to pay, turned around and went out.
When he just arrived at the house, Li Haitang was arranging the clothes at home. Some clothes, which she wore after she was pregnant, were folded up and put in the closet.
"Husband, why have you been away for so long?"
When Li Haitang saw the oiled paper bag, she cheered immediately. She discussed the shop with Ma Bihe and He Yuexiu, and they were so involved that the whole morning passed before they knew it.
As soon as the two left, she felt hungry, so she went to the kitchen to get a bun to eat.
As soon as the gate of Lucheng was opened, the vegetables from the greenhouse at home could be delivered wrapped in quilts, and she could count as a few mouthfuls of vegetables to eat.
However, Li Haitang thought of a problem.
"I was busy before, so I forgot about it. Mrs. Li is gone, has she been buried yet? The people of the tribe have been holding back in Lucheng for so many days, and they don't bring her back, can they be willing?"
From Li Haitang's standpoint, there was no way to stop her. After all, she had nothing to do with the Li family, but her younger brother was of the Li family's blood.
"I'm in a hurry to come back. I haven't asked yet. Let's take one of these two days and go to Lucheng to have a look."
At home, there are always people who are an eyesore. He just wants to live alone with his wife. When the bean buns come out, the two of them will have to hang around the little buns.
"Then the day after tomorrow, I just want to go back."
The key of the shop is still in her hand, she has to take a look and draw up a blueprint. In the past two days, the three shops have unified planning and renovation.
Say hello to Ma Bihe. Tomorrow morning, Nanny Yu will come to say hello. She has to see how he is doing, so she will stay first if she has a good eye.
"Husband, how do you know that I want to eat altar meat?"
There is only one time-honored Tanrou in the border town. It uses the breast meat of pigs. It is fat and thin, and the lean meat is more than the fat. It is cut into slices and boiled until soft. It is placed in a large vat and soaked in thick soup.
It was cold, Xiao Lingchuan was afraid that the soup would be frozen at home, so he only bought a pack of altar meat.
"It's getting cold, I'll steam it in a large pot, and sprinkle some chopped green onions, and you can eat it with steamed buns."
Even if the meal at noon is settled, there is also dinner in the evening.
He suddenly felt that it was good for Wu Fu not to be at home, and he could be alone with his wife again.
"Okay, altar meat is too boring when served with pancakes, steamed buns are better."
Li Haitang clapped her hands, almost drooling. She likes to eat hot and soft steamed buns. When she breaks them with her hands, there are several layers inside, and each layer can be eaten with pickles.
It is very refreshing to eat with some cold dishes in summer.
"What would you like to eat tonight?"
The couple went to the stove together, and Li Haitang sat in the stove to warm up. She smelled the aroma and sniffed.
When the savage husband is at home, when she is the happiest, Xiao Lingchuan fulfills every request she makes.
"That depends on what you want to eat."
After a quarter of an hour, the steamed buns and meat were all hot, Xiao Lingchuan opened the jar of pickles, quickly cut up the capers, and asked his wife to eat them together.
"When I came out of Daying in the north of the city, I ran into Wu Fu and her elder brother. They said they were going to the Yamen to sue the officials."
Xiao Lingchuan mentioned that he helped to write the pleadings, and the two seemed to be in a hurry. It was snowing, and the vendors didn't come out, and they couldn't find anyone for a while.
"Wufu's sister-in-law, she's as wonderful as Mrs. Li."
After Li Haitang ate a steamed bun, he looked at it eagerly.
Seeing this, Xiao Lingchuan broke open another pot of meat, and the couple warmed up in the stove and chatted.
Wu Fu's family is weak, and her sister-in-law becomes more domineering, taking everything for granted.
"She brought her own sister to the door, and she insisted on coming to the house to work as a helper."
That day, Xiao Lingchuan was also at home, so he ignored it and went to the kitchen to chop meat. The pair of sisters' eyes drifted away, and it seemed that they had their own little calculations.
Li Haitang is not afraid of others being smart, after all, no one wants to deal with idiots, but being smart doesn't mean having bad intentions, she has emphasized several times.
"Later, after this matter was over, I asked Wufu to donate quilts and furs to the soldiers, and was entangled by her sister-in-law again."
Her sister-in-law thought in her mind that the furs belonged to the owner's family, and if they donated them for waste, it would be better to give her a piece and save it for the neckline and cuffs of the clothes.
Wufu refused, and had a very unpleasant fight with her sister-in-law.
"Hmph, I didn't call the official because I didn't want to look too ugly for Wufu's sake."
While Li Haitang was talking, he finished eating the second steamed bun in his hand, and his stomach just felt full. It was too good to eat, and it was easy to be disgusted.
"You're always thinking of others."
Xiao Lingchuan paused, Wufu was a servant, signed a death contract, her family has nothing to do with the master's family, even if the lady is sent by an official, it is normal, there is no need to think about a servant's family.
He didn't go too deep, but he sounded the alarm in his heart. To be a servant, you should look like a servant, and you can't raise people's hearts, and finally created a few white-eyed wolves.
Especially since the two of them are going to the capital in the future, the etiquette is strict, and Zhang Ruyi is an unruly person, so she leads the wrong lady. If Zhang Ruyi knew, she would definitely call out her innocence. This cauldron is so heavy! She is different from Lan Yi, she grew up with her affection, which is not comparable to ordinary servants.