Chapter 23: Put it in the pot, put it in the pot quickly!

Qin Yuwei raised her head "painfully", looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and clutched her chest with her hands.

I was brewing feelings of grief and anger, and imagined myself as Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake.

"It's all my fault. I've let my stepmother and brother down...

My father left me ten taels of silver as a dowry before he died, and my stepmother actually left me ten cents to buy clothes. Mother's love is like a mountain!

Over the years, my younger brother has squandered our family fortune on eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. It's all my fault as an older sister for not educating him well. My stepmother only punished me by making me sleep in the cowshed. How tolerant she is!

Why can’t I buy land and a house for my younger brother? Why can’t I find a wife for my younger brother?

My stepmother just wanted to sell me to my brother in exchange for the bride price. What could she have done wrong?

Dad, if you are still alive, please protect her and my brother!"

The people around were shocked.

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect that this Wei family is such a black-hearted person. After Old Qin left, he even took the money left for his daughter!”

"I know that little bastard in her family, but he's a bad guy! Even if he grows up, how could a girl from a good family be interested in him?"

It was the first time that Wei saw someone who could act better than himself, and he was so angry that he trembled all over.

“You, you——!”

Qin Yuwei was pointed at by her, her eyes rolled back and she fainted on the spot.

Of course, she held the bag of silver tightly in her arms.

"Oh! The child has fainted, hurry up and find a doctor!"

The people around were in chaos, all accusing Wei of being cold-blooded and black-hearted.

Wei became the target of public criticism, so how could she dare to take the silver from Qin Yuwei's arms!

He was so scared that he ran away from the crowd.

Qin Yuwei finally woke up slowly. Seeing that she was awake, everyone tried to comfort her in a kind voice.

"Girl, if you are wronged in the future, come to your aunt's house, ah!"

"If Wei dares to bully you again, tell your uncle that he has a son working in the county government and will definitely make her suffer!"

Qin Yuwei, with tears in her eyes, nodded sensibly and thanked everyone one by one.

He looked so weak, pitiful and helpless, which broke the hearts of the uncles and aunts around him.

After everyone had finally left, Qin Yuwei got up from the ground with tears still on her face.

Zhu Lan: "She got into the role in one second... Is this the strength of a movie queen?"

Qiao Youyou: "You can cry just by saying it. Yuwei, please stretch out your hand and let me smell it. Did you secretly rub onions?"

Qin Yuwei cried and hiccuped, brushing off the dust on her body, "This is called... hiccup... strength..."

He sniffed again, "Let's go back and eat hotpot. Hiccup... I'm starving."

-

At this time, a slightly plump woman was walking on the street, holding a three-year-old boy in her arms, and a young maid followed behind her.

This person is Du Lanfang, the wife of Zhu Hongming, the second son of Mr. Zhu and the second wife of the Zhu family.

The baby in her arms is named Zhu Chao, which means "morning sun". He is Zhu Lan's cousin and the only male in the Zhu family of this generation.

"Chunzhi, do you think Chao will be a good student when he grows up?"

"Our Zhu family has a long tradition of poetry and literature. The young master must be a literary genius. He will definitely pass the imperial examination in the future!"

Poetry and literature passed down from generation to generation? Du Lanfang laughed.

"If poetry and literature were really passed down in the family, my eldest brother wouldn't have been drained of his body by alcohol and sex in his thirties. And the girl he gave birth to, Lan, is useless by nature."

Chunzhi also laughed and said:

"That's good, our Chao brother will be the only hope of the Zhu family in the future.

The eldest master is gone, and Madam Pei will never have a chance to make a name for herself by relying on Sister Lan. The young master is the only male, so won't the second branch of the Zhu family be the head of the family in the future?"

Du Lanfang felt relieved when she heard this. She scratched her son's nose with her hand and said lovingly:

"Alas, it's a pity that our brother Chao was born too late. If he could have started studying a few years earlier, wouldn't he have been loved by his grandfather?"

At this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared from the corner and blocked the two of them.

When Du Lanfang saw who was coming, he immediately felt unlucky.

Isn't this the mistress that my eldest brother Zhu Hongsheng kept during his lifetime? Her surname seems to be Su.

I brought my child to your house a few days ago, but was scolded and kicked out by Mr. Zhu.

Not to mention, her beauty is indeed extraordinary. She walks like a willow in the wind. No wonder Zhu Hongsheng couldn't control himself.

Du Lanfang covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, took a step back and asked her what she was doing there.

Su lowered her eyebrows and said respectfully, "Meet Madam Du."

Then he explained his purpose.

After hearing this, Du Lanfang couldn't help but frowned: "If you, a concubine, want your child to return to the Zhu family, you should ask Madam Pei for help. Why are you looking for me?"

Su said frankly that she knew Madam Pei could not tolerate her, and if Zhu Qingyan could be allowed to return to his ancestral home, he would be Zhu Chao's companion in study.

"Madam Du, we are all mothers, who doesn't want her child to have a decent family background? I don't care, I just ask you to give Qingyan a chance to repay me."

After Su finished speaking, she knelt down towards Du Lanfang.

Du Lanfang had indeed heard that Zhu Qingyan had performed extremely well when he was enrolled at Longchang Academy, and was even given the title of "little prodigy."

Compared with Sister Lan from the first wife's house, they are like heaven and earth.

If she did this favor, when Zhu Qingyan became successful in the future, she would be his benefactor, and she could also help Zhu Chao.

If she failed, she, a concubine, would not be able to cause any trouble in the Zhu family.

Come to think of it, it’s really worth it!

"In the academy class next month, Qingyan will definitely impress the Zhu family. I only ask Madam to say a few good words about him in front of the old man then." Su said.

Du Lanfang did not express his opinion directly: "That depends on how capable your daughter is."

After saying this, she left with her maid.

-

At dinner time, the classroom of Class T was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

"The beef rolls are here, put them in the pan, put them in quickly!"

"Take that tofu out quickly, before it gets overcooked!!"

"Where is my fish fillet? Who took it away?"

Everyone put the tables together and sat in a circle around them.

There was a hot pot in the middle of the table, with plates of ingredients next to it, and a dish of sauce in front of each person.

"Wow, Xiao Wan, I didn't know you could eat such spicy food?" A classmate asked in surprise as he looked at Xiao Wan's full bowl of cornus officinalis.

Xiao Wan smiled shyly and said in dialect:

"Sichuan people, they want it."

"We have to thank Zhu Lan for helping us find dogwood to replace the chili peppers. Hahaha, otherwise how could we have this?"

Qiao Youyou described to everyone like a storyteller the plot of today's market where the movie queen Qin Yuwei fought against her savage relative.

Everyone clapped their hands on the table and laughed wildly when they heard this.

"The wine is here!" Liang Zhou pushed the door open and walked in, holding two jars of wine in his hands.

"This is a treasure of my uncle, so don't be polite. I'll steal it after you finish it!"

Seeing some students hesitating, Liang Zhou laughed and said that in ancient times people drank rice wine, which had a very low alcohol content.

Everyone felt relieved.

The door of the classroom was pushed open again, and Ding Xiaoqiu held a brush in one hand and a copybook in the other.

Standing at the door, staring blankly at the scene in the classroom.

I sniffed again. It smells so good!