Chen Heng didn't care, as long as Xie Jian didn't think she was noisy.
That night, perhaps because I was too tired, I slept all night long.
When Chen Heng got up, Xie Jian had already gone out. Xia and Mei'er were washing clothes, and the clothes in the boxes were hung out to dry.
"Madam Shen, are you awake?" Mei'er bowed to Shen Heng.
"Good morning." Shen Heng greeted with a smile.
Xia's voice was bright and cheerful, "Having Mei'er here to help really saves a lot of effort."
"Miss Xia, please feel free to order me around." Mei'er said obediently.
Chen Heng's eyes fell on several large baskets of red persimmons lying nearby. "Sister-in-law, these persimmons are at their peak season. Let's go give them to our neighbors tomorrow."
"Good. Some are ripened by pressing. Mei'er and I just ate two each. They're sweet, sticky, and juicy, absolutely delicious. The old man selling persimmons said you can't eat too many, as it'll cause a cold stomach." Xia felt she had bought too few. They could only be divided among six or seven families. She had to send more to Eunuch Wang and Lord Lu Ji'an. "You go deliver some next door first. When I'm done washing them, we'll take the ones farther away."
"Okay."
Watching Madam Shen carrying a small basket of persimmons out, Mei'er said while wringing out her clothes: "Madam Xia is so kind to Madam Shen. Madam Shen doesn't have to do any work. But in the future, with Mei'er helping Madam Xia, Madam Xia won't have to work so hard."
"Not tired. Just the three of us."
"Of course I'm tired. It's because Madam Xia is kind-hearted." Mei'er said as she quietly looked at Madam Xia's face.
Xia was a little embarrassed by what she said: "Aheng is also very tired. She has to go to the shop to work every day."
"Mrs. Xia is right."
Chen Heng carried a small basket of persimmons and went to the next door. The door was ajar and she found that the yard next door was quite small, even smaller than the Xie family's in Nanqi. It had only two bedrooms and a stove. Not only was it quite clean, but there were also many small flowers and grasses planted in the corners that she couldn't name.
"Is anyone home?" Shen Heng called out twice from the doorway.
"Who is it?" A woman's voice came from the kitchen.
The voice sounded familiar to Shen Heng. When she saw an old woman coming out of the kitchen, she asked in surprise, "You, aren't you Aunt Feng?"
Aunt Feng was dressed in coarse cloth, looking no different from other old women, but the same outfit looked particularly fresh and neat: "Who are you? Madam Shen? Why are you here, Madam Shen?"
"Is it really Madam Feng?" Shen Heng smiled as she met an acquaintance. "My family just arrived in the imperial capital yesterday and are renting a place next door to you."
"Really?" Nanny Feng looked at the house next to her and said, "A girl lived in that house a few months ago. I heard her say that she was indeed waiting for the owner. I didn't expect it to be Madam Shen's family. Please come in and sit down."
Entering the kitchen, Shen Heng placed the persimmons on the stove: "Madam Feng, these are persimmons from Shancheng. They are delicious, but you can't eat too much. If you eat too much, your stomach will feel uncomfortable."
"Thank you." Aunt Feng made tea and took out some freshly made pastries. "This is the chrysanthemum pastry I made myself. Come and try it."
"This pastry is so beautiful, I can't bear to eat it." Chen Heng looked at the extremely delicate pastry in front of her.
“Mrs. Shen likes to eat. Come over when you want to eat. The old woman will make it for you.”
"Thank you, Ma'am. Is this your home?" Shen Heng looked around the kitchen. Nothing was placed randomly; everything had its place.
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