Ms. He's barrage of questions left Xiaochun unsure of which answer to give.

She simply put the package she was carrying on the table, and when she opened it, her spring shirt and old clothes were revealed.

"The young mistress ran into a friend as soon as she stepped out. From their conversation, the woman seemed to be a maid. I wonder how the young mistress became friends with a maid. The maid's mistress seems to be quite famous and wealthy..."

The young mistress bought a summer outfit and this spring dress, spending a total of three taels of silver, leaving her penniless. Even then, the tailor only gave her a discount because of the maid's mistress; otherwise, the two outfits would have cost three and a half taels. Oh, by the way, the tailor calls the maid's mistress Manager Yan...

"I've tried to persuade the young mistress to save her money and buy that two-tael silver set, but she won't listen. She says it's ugly and too old-fashioned, so I can't do anything about it..."

At this moment, Xiaochun seems to be monitoring things with supernatural speed.

She described in detail everything Xiaoqing did after leaving the house.

"What? A maid? Manager Yan? Why does that name sound so familiar? Manager Yan... Yan..."

When He heard the name Yan, he felt it sounded very familiar.

She felt like she'd heard it somewhere before.

I couldn't remember for a moment.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Be smarter in the future. I'll give you three taels of silver, and you really spend it all? You silly girl, why didn't you stop me? Fine, let her buy it. What's the use of me feeling sorry for her? If she can really give the Wei family a golden grandson, then spending these three taels will be worth it. But in the future, when we are not at home, you must keep a close eye on her and not allow her to associate with that maid."

"She has to be around all sorts of lowly things. If the neighbors found out that my daughter-in-law and the maid are good friends, wouldn't they laugh their heads off? Alright, go cook. Make chicken soup today. After it's cooked, skim off the oil from the surface and pour it into a bowl. Also, tear off a chicken leg and take it to Xiaoqing. Chicken soup oil is very nourishing for the fetus. I hope my grandson grows up healthy and chubby."

Despite feeling the pinch of spending three taels of silver, Mrs. He had no choice but to grit her teeth and spend the money when she thought of her soon-to-be-born grandson.

She'll properly train Xiaoqing after her grandson is born.

"Yes, Madam, I'll go make chicken soup right away. What should we do with the rest of the chicken? Should we save it for the young mistress's dinner, or...?" Xiaochun asked.

"Put it in a food box. It's hot, and I don't have much of an appetite. My son has lost weight recently, so this is a good way to nourish him. I won't eat at home for lunch; I'll go to the shop and eat with him and his father. You can cook two more vegetarian dishes and pack three bowls of rice. In the afternoon, you stay home with Xiaoqing. Remember, don't let her get out of bed, and don't let her leave the room. If anyone comes looking for her, just say she's not here."

Madam He's tone was very impatient. She had spent a total of four taels of silver today, so how could she be in a good mood?

"Yes, Madam." Xiaochun replied, turned around, and left the room, swallowing hard.

When they're tearing off the chicken leg later, she'll have to sneak a couple of bites of meat.

Oh, and you have to have a bowl of chicken soup too, you can just add some water if necessary.

She was the only maid in the Wei family.

Xiaochun's life isn't easy either.

Compared to Xiaoqing, she was simply able to fill her stomach.

Having not eaten meat for over a year, Xiaochun's mouth watered so much while she was making chicken soup that she almost drooled.

"Wow, it smells so good, it tastes like chicken soup."

Lying in bed, Xiaoqing smelled a fragrance wafting in from outside the window.

She had intended to take a nap, but her sleepiness vanished instantly.

This fragrance is so overpowering.

Having not eaten her fill in a long time, she almost burst into tears when she smelled the aroma of chicken soup. But she couldn't get out of bed, so she could only pray in bed, hoping that she would get a bowl of chicken soup.

Perhaps prayer is helpful.

An hour later, Xiaochun came in carrying a tray.

There are two bowls on the tray. One bowl contains chicken soup and a chicken leg, which doesn't look very big and has very little meat.

The other bowl contains rice and stir-fried vegetables.

"Madam wants you to have a bowl of chicken soup to nourish your body. We had rice for lunch today, but no brown rice. It's very soft. You can eat it yourself. Leave it on the table when you're done, and I'll come back to collect it later."

Xiaochun's tone softened.

After all, Xiaoqing is pregnant, and her status will rise because of the child. What if she offends Xiaoqing and is punished?

Xiaochun isn't stupid.

"Where is Mother?" Xiaoqing asked, taking the tray and placing it on her lap.

"Madam has taken the food box to the shop and will be back tonight."

"Okay, I understand." Hearing that her mother-in-law wasn't home, Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief. She picked up the chicken soup and took a sip; it was so delicious she almost swallowed her tongue.

To be honest, although Xiaochun has many flaws and likes to talk back to her and go against her, her cooking skills are excellent.

They were all chicken soup, but Xiaochun's made it especially delicious.

Xiao Qing had drunk chicken soup before when she was in the Bai family. After all, the master would share the leftovers with the maids, and she had tasted many good things.

The Bai family's chicken soup was bland and tasteless, and the chicken was dry. It was nothing like Xiaochun's chicken soup. Xiaoqing ate it with relish and didn't even notice that Xiaochun had already left.

At this time, the Yan family had just finished lunch.

Yan Xia didn't like taking afternoon naps, and since she had nothing to do in the afternoon, she simply grabbed Yan Hecheng, who was planning to take a nap, and took two homemade fishing rods with her cheap old man to go fishing at the house at the end of the city.

"Father, there's a shady spot here, let's sit here." When they arrived at the garden of the house at the end of the city, Yan Xia walked to the pond, chose a shady spot, and sat down on a small stool.

The lush foliage overhead shielded her from all the scorching sunlight.

"Are there any fish in this pond? I don't see any." Yan Hecheng looked at his daughter with suspicion.

“The water in this pond is brought in from the river outside, so there must be fish.” After saying that, Yan Xia confidently cast her line.

Yan Hecheng followed closely behind.

The two sat for a full hour and a half, but the pole didn't budge. There were so many mosquitoes by the pond that the father and daughter were almost carried away by them.

"Go to hell—what a piece of junk! Am I crazy? Coming to the pond to sunbathe in this sweltering heat? Dad, let's go back to the shop and get some sweet soup. I'm dying of heat, I feel like I'm going to get heatstroke."

After getting the fifth bite mark on her hand, Yan Xia angrily threw down her homemade fishing rod and dragged Yan Hecheng away.

The two idiots sat there dumbfounded all afternoon, just feeding the mosquitoes.

Half an hour later, Yan Xia leaned against the second floor of the shop, watching the stream flow, eating chilled fruits, and sighing contentedly.

"Dad, I must have lost my mind to take you fishing. If I do something so stupid again, please stop me, thank you." Yan Xia said to Yan Hecheng, her expression somewhat speechless, as she rested her chin on her hand.

Yan Hecheng didn't respond.

How could he dare to stop him?

Since her daughter's divorce, her personality has changed drastically.

He was terrified.

Around noon, he was so sleepy that he could barely keep his eyelids open, but his daughter still ruthlessly dragged him out of bed.