All Hail Cousin Brother

However, she couldn't help but accept the good, Yu Jianjia chuckled and said, "Aunt Lao Jiang is in charge."

Aunt Jiang's smile deepened, and the conversation changed: "The third sister's concubine returned to the courtyard, and the servants are cleaning it every day, but this master is not there, there are still some omissions, I just ordered someone to take care of it again. ,you……"

Having said this, Yu Jianjia frowned and said, "Everything in the courtyard was bought for me by my mother in the past, but now my mother is seriously ill and has been recuperating in a quiet house. I often accompany my mother by my side and take care of my mother's illness, so I can only see things and think about things. ."

The Anshou Hall was silent.

Mrs. Yu lowered her eyes and rolled her beads, but said nothing.

"Yes, I'm busy." Concubine Jiang looked embarrassed. She was the housekeeper at home. She was originally well-intentioned. Who would have thought that the third young lady had rejected her face in front of her, and she would not be able to come down on stage.

Although Yang is seriously ill, he has been staying in the meditation home to support him, and he does not come out to see people.

But in the end, she occupies the title of the main wife, and her concubine should naturally respect it.

The third lady is the serious master of the mansion, even if she is a concubine who comes to her door, she can only be regarded as a half master. The old lady will not refute her granddaughter's face for a concubine.

She knew early on that the third young lady of Yu Mansion, looking at the soft and weak, treats people with courtesy, but it is not as good as Miss Yu's treatment of people and things, which makes people feel comfortable.

Yu Jianjia nodded.

Only then did Mrs. Yu speak: "This journey is exhausting, you are also working hard, so you should go back to recuperate earlier, but you can't be exhausted."

When Yu Jianjia saw Concubine Jiang, she lost her appetite and didn't want to stay any longer. She stood up and saluted Mrs. Yu before leaving the Anshou Hall.

Seeing Concubine Jiang's embarrassed expression, Mrs. Yu said warmly, "Go down and prepare a family dinner!"

Aunt Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly agreed.

In the first year, sweet potatoes were grown on large acres of land, and Yu Youyao was a little worried.

The next day, before dawn, I had breakfast early, and I took Madam Xu, Chang An, a few maids and grandma, and eight nursing homes, and went to Rouge Village, which is the closest to Beijing.

The reason why it is called Rouge Zhuang is because there are more than 70 mu of land in Zhuangzi, and the royal field rouge rice is produced.

Rouge rice is produced in Fengnan County, Hebei Province.

In the previous dynasty, an emperor rode his horse to the Hebei area. He saw that there was a rice plant in Wanqingliangmu with red ears and awns, which was different from the other ones. The rouge rice has a refreshing fragrance.

The cooked rice is delicate, oily, ruddy in color, fragrant, and has a soft, smooth and tender texture with an endless aftertaste.

So this rice was brought back to the palace, and it was named "Rice for the Queen".

And reward it to the concubine and all the loving ministers to share.

A concubine who had a gloomy complexion all day because she was not adapted to the northern climate, after eating it for a few days, her face became ruddy, looking forward to her appearance, and her face turned upside down like rouge.

When the emperor saw this, the imperial pen praised this: "Rouge rice."

Since then, rouge rice has become famous as a good tonic for nourishing qi, nourishing blood, and calming the five internal organs. Many large families have planted rouge rice.

It is a pity that rouge rice has strict requirements on land and climatic conditions, and the yield is very small.

When the emperor of the previous dynasty saw this, he was shocked: "This rice, like a peerless beauty, is so mellow, precious and rare."

So far, only two places in Hebei and Jingzhao can grow rouge rice.

There are no more than five places in total.

And this Zhuangzi under the name of Yu Youyao was the Zhuangzi that Xie's dowry, and it was the only Zhuangzi in Beijing that could grow rouge rice.

Rouge rice is Otian tribute rice, 70% of the rouge rice produced every year is to be paid to the court, and the remaining 30% can be owned by oneself.

Even Yu Youyao himself can't eat it every day. He usually cooks gruel or adds some rouge rice to the rice.

Rouge Zhuang has planted rouge rice and green rice. Because Zhuangzi occupies a large area, other dryland crops are also planted, which are also rich in products.

Due to the drought this year, sweet potatoes were planted in other fields of Rougezhuang.

After rushing all the way, Yu Youyao arrived at Rouge Village, and it was time to reach the corner.

Seeing that the young lady lost her mind, Mother Yue quickly helped her to the house, prepared warm tea swiftly, and prepared to take a bath while Yu Youyao was resting.

Madam Xu saw that Madam Yue was so hot, so she went to rest in the wing by herself.

The people in the village were quick and swift, Yu Youyao sipped a cup of tea, and people also recovered from the swaying state, and Yuemao took her to take a bath in the wing room.

There were several replacement clothes in the carriage, Chun Xiao chose a thin and soft one and waited for Yu Youyao to put it on.

After bathing, Yu Youyao was refreshed.

"The old slave twisted the hair of the young lady." Yue mama was very happy, and pulled Yu Youyao to lean against the couch.

Yu Youyao said quickly: "Let Chunxiao come!"

Grandma Yue refused to let him go: "It's better for the old slave to come. When the eldest lady was alive, the old slave served by her body. These are all things you are used to doing, and the old slave is not lucky. If the old slave did not leave the house, Now the person who is serving the young lady is the old slave." Speaking of which, her eyes became wet, and even her voice was choked: "The work of serving others, although the old slave has not done it for many years, but over the years, My heart is thinking that one day, I will be able to return to the lady to serve, but I will not have any hands."

Yu Youyao's heart was touched, and she didn't stop it.

Before her mother died, although she entrusted her to her grandmother, the person she truly trusted was Mother Yue.

Because of her mother's death, the grandmother did not want to keep Yue mama close to her in the mansion, and sent out Yue mama.

For her sake, Mother Yue also made concessions and obeyed her grandmother's arrangement.

Not being able to serve by her side is probably the biggest regret of Yue Momo.

Yue mama said that she didn't have a hand, and it was true.

The soft towel covered her hair and twisted it strand by strand. The weight was suitable, and she never hurt Yu Youyao. After the hair was mostly dry, she put her fingers on the scalp and rubbed it on her head, inch by inch, Yu Youyao even had scalp. He also survived, and without noticing, he leaned into the couch lazily, feeling a little drowsy.

Mother Yue said with a smile: "When the eldest lady was alive, whenever she was tired or in a bad mood, she liked to wash her hair and let the old slave help her to rub her head, rubbing her head, and she would fall asleep and wake up. After that, she is full of energy again, and the technique of pressing the head by Mama Liu was learned from beating the old slave."

Yu Youyao also liked it, and said vaguely: "Mother, after half an hour, remember to call..." Me!

Before the words were finished, Yu Youyao fell asleep as he fought with his eyelids up and down.

This scene made Yue mama think of Mrs. Xie again in a trance, her eyes were wet again, and tears fell on the back of her hands. She hurriedly tilted her head and blinked a few times before holding back the tears.