Chapter 22 willful

"Ninth sister--" Feng's mother called tentatively.

Sister Jiu's face was calm and bit her lips. The tears in her eyes kept spinning, but they did not flow out waywardly. She blinked hard and waited until there were no tears in her eyes before she returned to Dongyuan with Feng's mother. The road looks particularly dull.

"Sister Jiu, after all, this is not your Zhejiang house, so you can't be capricious. The third sister persuaded you in this way for your good. It's good for you to be closer to the third sister in the future. Feng's mother is so comforted.

The ninth sister paused and seemed to be angry in the house. "Mother Yao advised me to get along well with my grandmother and second aunt, and you advised me to get along well with my third sister. I don't have such a position in this house? What's good for me to get along with my third sister? Ha, wait for her to say a good word for me in front of the old lady? Or let her keep pressing on my head, and let the sisters in this yard say that I have to be taken care of by the third sister..."

Feng's mother shivered in the wind and saw that there was no one around and at the gate of Dongyuan, which made her feel a little easier. But she still couldn't help frowning. The ninth sister was so calm that she lost her temper after a little grievance. The young ladies in the house didn't go by step by day. Could it be that they really thought they were the old lady's direct granddaughter, so they didn't pay attention to the rules.

Although Feng's mother tried her best to hide her disdain for the ninth sister, she was finally seen by the ninth sister. The ninth sister stared at Feng's mother fiercely, looked up and smiled, "Mother Feng, you have been serving me for nearly a month, thinking what kind of person I am."

There was a faint sadness in Sister Jiu's eyes, and the people around her did not think about her at all. Yes, whether it was Yao's mother or Feng's mother, she just thought that she could protect herself in the house, and those maids who followed her could eat and drink spicy food. But what can she get by herself? Make friends with the third sister and be the shadow of the third sister. Humph, I'm really not afraid of being laughed at. The granddaughter of the Xue family wants to follow the lady in the second room.

Mother Feng carefully guessed the thoughts of the ninth sister. Speaking of it, the ninth sister has not been wayward since entering the house. I don't know how many times better than the sixth sister, but today she is angered by a few words of the third sister, and she still doesn't understand her heart as an old slave.

"Forget it, let's go first. If someone finds out, my face will really be gone." The ninth sister suppressed the anger in her heart.

Feng's mother followed the ninth sister with dissatisfaction, thinking that the ninth sister's child's heart was, so she didn't think much about it.

Back to the house, Yao's mother had already seen that Sister Jiu was in a bad mood. When the ninth sister fell asleep, Yao's mother ordered the painting screen and Jinxiu to serve her, and then she went out of the bedroom with Feng's mother.

Yao's mother and Feng's mother live in the same room. Although Dongyuan's room is spacious, Yao's mother and Feng's mother are servants after all, and the rules are not bad.

It's still early. Yao's mother is familiar with Feng's mother these days, and the two have more words. What's more, they are working with the ninth sister, and the ninth sister is not biased. Naturally, they talk about it together.

Yao's mother took the embroidered basket and sat in the quilt. She picked out a piece of cloth embroidered with more than half of the peony patterns and stroked her hair with a needle before carefully passing through the pattern.

"Sister Feng, Sister Jiu was in a bad mood when she came back, but what went wrong?"

As soon as Feng's mother made the bed, she was wearing a coat and a cotton-padded coat outside. "It's not a big deal. At dinner, the third sister was spoiled in front of the old lady and had a child's temper."

Yao's mother stopped the needle and thread in her hand. She watched Sister Jiu grow up and knew what kind of nature Sister Jiu had and how Sister Jiu would be uncomfortable in such a trivial matter.

"Well, we all know that the ninth sister is not easy. I just told her to get along more with the third sister. After all, the third sister is spoiled in front of the old lady and the second wife's favorite daughter, but when I said this, she seemed to cry. It seems disgusting to make friends with the third sister.

"Sister Yao, which one of us doesn't want his master to live a good life? What's more, my daughter Jinxiu is the ninth sister's maid. If the ninth sister is not doing well, Jinxiu can't find a good person in the future!"

Mother Feng keeps complaining, but she is not afraid that Yao's mother will gossip in front of the ninth sister. This kind of private discussion of young ladies and young masters will say a few words. Yao's mother is reasonable and naturally won't say anything.

Yao's mother was distracted and held the embroidery needle. Suddenly, her mind flashed, but she couldn't grasp it. She embroidered a few more needles helplessly and said with a smile, "Ninth sister is also a child. Let's wait for her tomorrow morning to see what Sister Jiu's heart is thinking."

Mother Feng came to Yao's bedside and looked at the needle and thread brush in Yao's hand falling on the cloth, and her eyes showed envy. "Yo, Sister Yao, your embroidery is really good, a hundred times better than my beautiful one."

After listening to Feng's mother's praise, Yao's mother was also proud, and the needle and thread in her hand was a little faster. "This is what I learned from the young lady when I was a girl. Unfortunately, the young lady left early. If Sister Jiu wants to learn, I will also teach this hand to Sister Jiu."

Mother Feng turned her eyes and said with a smile, "Can you teach Jinxiu this needle method?"

Yao's mother raised her head, looked at Feng's mother plainly, and suddenly smiled again, "We all serve the ninth sister. Jinxiu is very careful. If you have nothing to do, just come to me to learn with the painting screen."

"Yo, then thank you very much for the girl Jinxiu!" Feng's mother was in a good mood, as if she had forgotten the unhappiness just now. She returned to her ** and pulled the curtain to rest.

When the chicken crowed in the early morning, the ninth sister woke up. Jinxiu and the painting screen hurriedly washed the ninth sister, and the painting screen called Yao's mother to bring breakfast from the small kitchen.

Last night, I talked with Feng's mother for a long time. Although she also thought that Sister Jiu should not lose her temper about this matter, she went to make some porridge that Sister Jiu liked early in the morning and cut the pickles soaked in the jar a few days ago into small pieces. When it was placed on the table, the ninth sister was also dressed.

Seeing the porridge on the table, Sister Jiu's eyes lit up and said with a smile, "Mother, you haven't cooked breakfast for Jiu'er in person for a long time."

Mother Yao quickly gave Sister Jiu a small bowl of porridge and sent chopsticks. "You have eaten too greasy these days during the Spring Festival. I was worried that you couldn't stand it, so I went to cook such a little porridge. Why is it?"

The ninth sister wrinkled her nose slightly, "The nurse doesn't love the ninth sister anymore. When the ninth sister is not well, you will cook in person, hey--"

The painting screen gently covered his mouth, and there was still laughter. Looking at Sister Jiu's sigh, Hua Ping said, "It turns out that Sister Jiu thinks that the food cooked by slaves is not delicious."

"No, no!" Sister Jiu quickly picked up the bowl and chewed the porridge slowly.

The maids in the whole room are smiling happily. The ninth sister is indeed a childish temper. Didn't you forget it when you got together this morning?

Mother Feng and mother Yao looked at each other. As Mother Yao picked up another pair of chopsticks and added pickles to the ninth sister's bowl, she said, "There are no guests visiting today, but I'm free. Do you think you should go to the third sister's place? As soon as we entered the house, the third sister took good care of us.

The ninth sister's hand trembled imperceptably. The corners of her lips were slightly upturned. She remembered the third sister's warning to her last night and couldn't help showing sarcasm. "It's time to sit down at the third sister's place. After all, the third sister helped Jiu'er a lot. What's more, yesterday, the third sister was also quite popular with the marquis's wife in Anguo Houfu. I, Xue The eldest daughter of the family should really go to the third sister's place. It's better to pick a few eye-catching objects in my box, so as not to say that we are shabby.

Yao's mother's face suddenly turned pale as dirt, and she felt uncomfortable when she saw Sister Jiu eating porridge and pickles indifferently. I finally know what their servants have done wrong. The ninth sister is the eldest daughter of the Xue family, which is much higher than the third sister, but later she has to be to the third sister.

Although people had to bow their heads under the roof, both she and Feng's mother kept persuading the ninth sister to flatter the third sister. No wonder the ninth sister felt uncomfortable. Her heart couldn't help but feel sad, her nose was sore, and her old eyes were much wet.

"I failed to live up to your expectations and made you suffer so much. I'm sorry to miss and uncle!" Yao's mother suddenly knelt on the ground and kept kowtopping, bursting into tears.

Yao's mother's sudden kneeling made Feng's mother stand aside in a daze. Sister Jiu silently put down her chopsticks and swept the room with a smile. Then she slowly said, "Mother Yao, get up. The ground is cold. Jiu'er doesn't blame you. Don't take it to heart." She sighed and continued, "Last night, Jiu'er was too excited and forgot that this is Xue's mansion." She smiled self-deprecatingly and suddenly looked at Feng's mother.

Feng's mother lowered her head, but Sister Jiu's eyes fell on her like a needle.

Sister Jiu took a deep breath, "I only brought Yao's mother and Hua Ping from Zhejiang, which is the feelings of everyone in Xuefu in Beijing. My grandmother asked Feng's mother to come and serve me, and my second aunt also gave me Jinxiu. I know you are all the best. I also know that you regard me as a master and treat me well, but have you ever thought about my identity? After all, I am the direct daughter of Xuefu. Even if I am an orphan, my identity is there. If I abasped with the third sister like that, how would your second uncle's aunts and third aunts look at me? What face would I have to treat them?

After saying these words, Sister Jiu couldn't help but be excited. She secretly warned herself to calm down. This is Xuefu, not Zhejiang.

"Mother Feng, Jinxiu, Jiu'er regards you as your own people, and I hope you will treat Jiu'er well!" The ninth sister's words turned, and the loneliness on her face disappeared in an instant. "Draw the screen, go to my jewelry box and pick a white jade bracelet. The third sister likes white jade."

The screen did not react for a moment, but she was not a fool. After thinking about it, she happily went to the dresser to choose.

Mother Feng squeezed her mouth tightly and glanced at Jinxiu. She saw Jinxiu standing aside peacefully and saw that the ninth sister was willing to give the third sister jewelry. She was relieved that she had a few more installments.