Chapter 71 You Go Back to Sleep Early
As winter deepens, just after a few days of cold and sunny weather, a heavy snow falls again.
Ah Zhen ate well, slept warmly, and had a group of maids to play with her in Wutong Garden. She grew bigger day by day. The clown cat, which could originally be held up with one hand, gradually needed to be held up with two hands.
Ever since he learned the cat's true identity, Chen Tang had been wanting to give it a new name, but Qi Huaijing found the name more and more familiar.
"Tangtang, although our Ah Zhen is ugly, she is still half a man. You always hug her left and right, is this considered a blessing?"
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Chen Tang didn't even raise his head, and let him talk nonsense, still writing quickly, organizing Feng Xi's medical records page by page.
Since taking on this job, she has been buried in piles of papers all day long, and the entire east room has become her study.
She put in the effort she had put in helping her father edit books and proofread texts in previous years. She first took a rough look through the thousands of medical records, divided them into major categories, and then made a detailed outline in the process of transcribing. While copying the texts, she compiled a catalog, and gradually sorted out the disorganized medical records into an orderly system.
One day, Qi Huaijing returned home early and saw the cat playing with the snow at the doorstep, so he picked it up in his arms.
"Oh, she's gained some weight. Look, my lady. Ah-Jen was very ugly before, but now that her hair has grown and her face has become rounder, she's only 70% ugly now."
No one answered him.
It turned out that Chen Tang was not at home, and was called by Madam Yue to talk again.
Recently, Madam Yue seemed to have come to her senses. Knowing that Qi Huaijing didn't want to see her, she called Chen Tang to Yujin Hall every now and then, just asking her to chat with her mother-in-law to relieve her boredom.
We will not let anyone go back until the chat goes on until late at night.
When Qi Huaijing returned home from outside and couldn't find Chen Tang, he had to go to Yujin Hall to look for him. Since he was already there, Madam Yue took the opportunity to keep her son to have dinner and tea together, and chatted for a while before letting the couple go back.
What a good tactic: Besiege Wei to save Zhao. Although this method is old-fashioned, it works every time.
Qi Huaijing originally didn't want to take her advice, but Chen Tang became more and more obsessed with organizing medical records. If she didn't go to Madam Yue's yard, she could sit at the desk all day.
He felt that this would be very tiring for his eyes, and he really couldn't control her, so he simply stood by and watched, allowing Mrs. Yue to call her to talk so that she could take a break.
It was still early at this time, and Qi Huaijing saw that Shen Tang was not there, so he threw the cat away and asked the maid to bring a hot towel to wipe his hands.
While waiting for tea to be served, he called Bai Lu over again.
"What has she been busy doing at home today?"
Bai Lu was often asked this question by the Third Master, and she could answer it fluently.
"Third grandma started writing after breakfast and continued writing until lunch time. At noon, she had half a bowl of rice, two pieces of jujube paste and yam cakes, and drank a bowl of pigeon soup with tuckahoe. She didn't take a nap, but played with the cat for a while and then started writing again. It was not until half an hour ago that the mistress sent someone to call her. Grandma stopped writing and took the painting screen with her to Yujin Hall."
After hearing this, Qi Huaijing frowned with some dissatisfaction.
"Eat so little."
As he was speaking, the little maid brought him a cup of purple bamboo tea. While drinking the tea, he walked to the desk to see what she had been busy with recently.
The desk in the east room was covered with old papers of all sizes, like snowflakes, all written with Feng Xi's ugly handwriting. Only in the middle was there a stack of new and neat Xuelang paper, with the handwriting beautiful and elegant, and the ink had just dried.
When he left this morning, the stack of papers was only two fingers high, but now it is an inch higher.
Qi Huaijing picked up the pile of papers and counted them roughly as he usually counted banknotes.
"What a fool! You wrote so much in one day... You don't even feel tired."
Qi Huaijing casually put the paper back on the desk, sat on the chair where Shen Tang often sat, and looked at her lively handwriting, feeling uneasy again.
Indeed, reading scriptures and discussing history, writing and arranging books, these are her strengths.
Since the two got married, Chen Tang has been studying hard to be a merchant's wife, and she often told him that this marriage made her feel happy, satisfied, and happy...
But he clearly remembered that when Chen Tang was learning to do the accounting, no matter how hard he worked, he could not help frowning as he learned. After practicing for half a day, he would fall on the couch and sigh for a while.
Now, she is very adept at organizing these documents, and she handles it with ease, as smoothly as flowing water, and she does not feel tired at all.
He thought to himself, this is clearly true love.
After all, it was me who delayed her.
As dusk fell, Qi Huaijing sat in front of Shen Tang's desk, thinking about this long-lost matter. He looked at the quiet and empty room and remained silent for a long time.
It was not until the room was completely dark that Ah Zhen jumped onto the table and meowed, almost knocking over the inkstone, which interrupted his thoughts.
He sighed deeply, picked up the cat by the neck and threw it aside, then ordered the maid to light the lamp, keep an eye on the cat and not to mess up the desk. Then he went out to Yujin Hall to redeem the cat.
In the Yujin Hall, Madam Yue was lying on the kang, talking about old times from time to time. Two maids were massaging her legs, and Chen Tang was sitting beside her, helping her peel oranges obediently.
Because she was thinking about the unfinished medical case at hand, although she nodded in agreement, she couldn't help but be distracted and glanced outside from time to time.
When Qi Huaijing lifted the curtain and walked in, Chen Tang felt relieved and hurriedly reminded Madam Yue.
"Madam, the Third Master is here."
If it were in the past, Madam Yue would immediately let Chen Tang go, get up to pick up Qi Huaijing, and surround him to ask about his well-being.
Unexpectedly, today when Mrs. Yue saw him coming, she just responded indifferently and then ordered people to serve the meal.
Qi Huaijing and Shen Tang looked at each other, neither of them knowing why she was so abnormal.
In fact, Mrs. Yue was worried about something.
Today, Qin came to report to her and said that the condition of the concubine in the west courtyard who had suffered a miscarriage had improved and at least her life was not in danger.
After hearing this, Mrs. Yue just nodded slightly, and then she thought of a serious matter.
Whether the concubine in the illegitimate son's courtyard has children or not is none of her business.
But my own son has been married for half a year, why is there no news about his daughter-in-law?
Because of this worry, Mrs. Yue not only ignored Qi Huaijing tonight, but also sent the couple away early.
However, before leaving, she ordered someone to bring a bowl of soup and place it in front of Shen Tang.
"Jing'er's wife, drink before you leave."
Qi Huaijing saw that the soup had a fishy smell and was obviously not the Tremella and Bird's Nest Soup that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law usually drank. Before Chen Tang could answer, he became alert.
"What kind of soup is this?"
Mrs. Yue answered slowly and calmly.
"A tonic, a top-quality tonic. I noticed that Tang'er has lost some weight recently, so I specially gave her some tonic - if you don't believe me, try it."
Qi Huaijing naturally wanted to try it.
Mrs. Yue was calm and watched him drink half a bowl of wine, then listened to him complain.
"What kind of soup is this? It smells so fishy—she won't drink it."
Mrs. Yue was unusually easy to talk to.
"If she doesn't want to drink, then don't drink. It's cold, you should go back to bed early."
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