Chapter 829 Needs a good beating
Little Stutterer has been in the mansion for a long time, but he doesn't usually come into contact with young girls. In the kitchen, most of the women are old women around the same age as his mother. The burly man winked at Qi Heng and said, "If it weren't for the arrogant men in black who came to the mansion, we could have stayed a little longer."
No man is without a flirtatious nature. Little Stutterer used to be pure and abstinent, but that was purely because he had never seen the world.
Yun Duo's voice was heavenly; a single tune from her could make a strong man's bones melt and leave him completely absorbed in the music.
Okay, very good.
Qi Heng listened to the burly man's rambling and put all the croton powder in his hand into the soup, leaving not a single bit of powder behind.
"Miss Cloud is so pretty, and she has such a good personality."
Receiving no reply, the burly man assumed the little stutterer was shy, chuckled twice, and said, "Little stutterer, the soup is ready!"
"oh oh."
Qi Heng deftly ladled out the soup and placed it in front of the burly man. One bowl of soup was enough to leave the man utterly exhausted, wishing he could live in the outhouse.
“Little stutterer, this won’t do. We’re men, after all. Men don’t need to be good-looking. You have nothing to be ashamed of.”
After the burly man finished speaking, he suddenly had a change of heart. Over the years, the little stutterer had been cheated out of his monthly salary while staying at the manor and had spent it on drinking. He probably wouldn't have the money to go out and have fun.
"Wait a few days, and I'll show you around."
With the New Year approaching, Lord Helian has been doing very well lately, having captured one of the Qi generals as a prisoner of war. He is riding high and will surely receive a generous reward at the end of the year.
The burly man was boasting when he saw his mother humming a tune as she returned, so he shamelessly stepped forward.
"Mom, your bracelet is so beautiful."
The burly man wanted to say a few nice words to his mother and discuss with her how to get closer to Miss Yunduo.
"Wow, you have good eyesight."
The old woman raised her arm and waved it at the burly man, saying, "This is a genuine amber bracelet, and the best quality at that. It's probably worth several hundred taels of silver."
"A gift from the master?"
The burly man was surprised. In his memory, his mother didn't have such valuable jewelry. Besides, Helian Cheng usually only rewarded servants with gold and silver unless they made great contributions.
"No way."
In Helian Cheng's backyard, if it weren't for the capture of a woman from Daqi, it would be difficult to find even a female rat, let alone a single piece of jewelry.
The old woman rolled her eyes at her son and said, "Yunxiang gave it to me. That girl is a good one. She insisted that we get along well. I didn't plan to accept such an expensive bracelet, but she insisted on giving it to me, saying that I look a lot like her mother."
The relationship between people depends on fate. The old lady liked Yunxiang very much when she met her and insisted on making Yunxiang her daughter-in-law.
"Mother, you believe that?"
The burly man curled his lip. It was just a common trick to get close to her. Did his mother really take it seriously and believe that Yunxiang thought she was kind to him?
"What else?"
Otherwise, who would be so generous as to give a gift of several hundred taels of silver? The old lady's monthly salary is only five taels of silver.
Yunxiang isn't rich, yet she's so generous and doesn't seem to care about the cost at all.
“Mother, you know she’s very generous. She must have her eye on me, that’s why she’s trying to get close to you.”
The burly man felt that his mother needed to first clarify the order of importance: it was Yunxiang who had taken a liking to him, which was why she was trying to please his mother.
A woman should choose a husband based on her mother-in-law's temperament, rather than following her mother-in-law's lead in choosing a husband.
"That makes sense."
The old woman nodded, convinced by her son. Upon reflection, she realized that this made perfect sense.
Her son worked in the household. Although he did odd jobs, they were servants in the Helian household and were trusted. Otherwise, the adults wouldn't have turned a blind eye to her son's drinking and laziness all day long.
Yunxiang has no parents and is all alone in Yunzhao Pavilion. She is already eighteen this year, and it is time for her to find a home for herself.
"So, it was the son's status, looks, and character that captivated Yunxiang."
The burly man shook his head, completely unfazed by his charm. He was over twenty and still single, not because he couldn't find a wife, but because he was too picky.
None of the servants in the mansion were presentable, and he did not want to hire a maid.
The maidservant worked all day and had large, rough hands and feet, while he preferred delicate, soft, white hands.
The burly man didn't look at Yunxiang closely enough; he was more interested in Yunduo.
If he's looking for a wife in Yunzhao Pavilion, why can't he choose the most beautiful one?
"Clouds are not allowed."
The old woman immediately rejected the idea, telling her son to give up.
"Mom, why?"
The strong man was determined to marry the most beautiful woman, and Yun Duo was also very fond of him, always smiling at him.
Qi Heng was working nearby. He glanced at the burly man strangely. Was this guy alright? His mask had a slight smile on it, which gave Lin Yuesha the illusion that everyone was smiling.
Yun Duo's true husband is him, and that will never change in this lifetime.
As night fell, a fierce wind raged. Firewood burned in the large kitchen, and a burly man sat by the stove, warming himself and drinking hot soup. He was trying to persuade his mother.
"No means no. Mother and Yunxiang get along very well."
The old lady was too lazy to argue with her son, but told him to be careful, otherwise if he and Yunduo were not on good terms and she got entangled with someone else, it would be difficult to explain to Granny Hua.
Granny Hua single-handedly supports the entire Yunzhao Pavilion; she is not someone to be trifled with!
“Mother, I know even if you don’t say it, Yunxiang gave you benefits because she has money.”
The burly man couldn't help but say wistfully.
His entire life was buried by his mother.
"Mother!"
The burly man suddenly shouted, startling the old woman counting the ingredients. She yelled, "Shut up! Are you out of your mind?"
Yun Duo is a vixen; she only met her son once, and she bewitched him.
"I need to go to the toilet, my stomach hurts!"
The burly man clutched his stomach, kneeling on the ground in agony. It took him a long time to straighten up, but the cramping pain in his abdomen prevented him from moving.
Qi Heng suppressed his disgust and quickly came up to help.
"What, what's going on?"
The old woman, flustered, also started stammering.
"I, no, no, no..."
Qi Heng pretended to stutter and couldn't speak.
Both mother and son deserve a good scolding.
The burly man suddenly fainted from the pain. The old woman told the stuttering girl to watch over things in the main kitchen while she went out to find someone.
Once the kitchen was quiet, Qi Heng stood up and kicked the burly man twice.
With such a cowardly appearance, he still wants to steal his woman? That's wishful thinking. He kicked the strong man in the head; maybe he'll wake up and sober up.
A moment later, two guards from the manor arrived. They were quite strong and carried the burly man away.
The old woman was anxious to check on her son, leaving Qi Heng alone in the main kitchen.
Night had fallen, and the mansion was quiet, with only the howling of the north wind to be heard.
Lin Yuesha endured the cold. She had just had a sudden idea and decided to go to the main kitchen to discuss it with Qi Heng.
When I went into the kitchen, I saw that he was the only one warming himself by the fire.
It was still that same ugly face with a large mole, yet it brought Lin Yuesha immense peace of mind.
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