Su Nuannuan seemed not to notice her and let her kneel there. She just chewed slowly and ate several pieces. Then she said to Xiangyun who was holding a plate beside her: "That's all. You go to the north courtyard and ask the old lady to select a few and keep them for the New Year."
"Grandma, what if the old lady wants to eat all of them? Are you going to make so many kinds?" Xiangyun asked with a smile. Su Nuannuan thought about it and realized that the old lady could definitely do such a thing, so she said decisively: "Let her choose five kinds, and tell the old lady that there are only five kinds, and no more can be made. Some should be sent to the palace, and some should be sent to the close nobles. If there are more, I will be exhausted. Tell her not to kill the goose to get the eggs and drain the pond to catch the fish."
Xiangyun quickly shook her head and said, "Grandma, how dare I say this? You should go and talk to the old lady in person."
Su Nuannuan glared at her: "Just say it was me who said it. The old lady is the most reasonable person and will definitely not blame you. Of course, you have to be sweet-mouthed and let the old lady understand that my time and energy are limited and cannot be exploited endlessly. If she likes the rest, we can make it another day. I have prepared several kinds of glutinous rice balls with different fillings for Yuanxiao."
Xiangyun smiled and said, "Yes, I'll go then. I think with this statement, the old lady won't embarrass me." After saying that, she turned around and walked out with the plate in her hand, without even looking at Aunt Jiang from beginning to end.
Su Nuannuan then straightened herself up, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, looked at Aunt Jiang who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly: "Get up, there is a chair over there, go and move it over and sit down."
Aunt Jiang then stood up. She was so ashamed that she wanted to turn around and leave, but she had to endure the shame and replied, "No need, I'll just stand here. The eldest lady asked me to come here today. Is there anything you want me to do?" She wanted to force a smile, but she couldn't for a long time, so she had to give up.
"Brother Chuan went home yesterday and wore the gloves I made for him. Did you teach him a lesson?" Su Nuannuan's tone was still indifferent, and it was hard to tell whether she was accusing him or just chatting casually.
"I dare not. My brother was very happy yesterday. How dare I spoil his fun?" Aunt Jiang thought of Duan Maochuan's behavior yesterday. She felt that all her efforts were in vain. What's the point of her protecting her son as a mother? It's better for this vicious woman to pretend to make something for him. Her tone was shaking uncontrollably.
Su Nuannuan glanced at her and smiled, "Several children have those half gloves, so you don't have to worry about it. I'm not very good at sewing, so my work is not delicate. If you have time, you can make him two pairs. According to my thoughts, my brother is so young, it's better for him to study in the winter. Writing is too hard, especially his hands are frozen and cracked. But the child is honest, but he is strong-willed. Besides, Sen has started to practice calligraphy, so he must be even more restless. So I didn't say anything, but tried my best to protect his hands. The more I can protect them, the better. In addition, I asked your grandfather to go to the Imperial Hospital to ask for a prescription for treating frozen cracks, and asked him to send it to you tonight."
When Su Nuannuan mentioned that Duan Maochuan was still young and didn't want him to write in the winter, Aunt Jiang felt that this was said in her heart. When she talked about her son's temperament, she was very surprised. In the end, she asked Duan Tingxuan to go to her room tonight to deliver the prescription. She finally couldn't help but look up in shock. After hesitating for a long time, she said in a trembling voice: "Brother has grandma's care. It's his... blessing... that he has cultivated for eight lifetimes."
"Don't worry, I have no intention towards Chuan Ge'er. I asked you to come here today just to reassure you. Although I still don't have any children, I don't bother to take someone else's son to raise. My love for the children is just the same as an ordinary woman's love for children. If you really want me to treat them all as my own children, I won't pretend with you. I can't do it anyway."
Aunt Jiang was greatly relieved, and when she looked at Su Nuannuan again, she felt very complicated, with hatred and fear, but at this moment she seemed a little grateful. The reason why she asked Duan Tingxuan to deliver the prescription to her room tonight was because she knew that they were in a bad situation, so she wanted to show her master a lesson to those servants who flattered the powerful and looked down on the weak: Aunt Jiang has not fallen out of favor, and Chuan Ge'er is still her child, and she loves him very much.
Su Nuannuan then asked Aunt Jiang a few more questions, such as how was Duan Maochuan's health recently? What kind of toys and games did he like? After he answered them one by one, she straightened her face and said in a deep voice: "You sound quite logical and don't seem crazy. But how could you be so foolish to Chuan'er? Do you know how much fear and harm your careless words would cause to a little boy? This may accompany him for the rest of his life. Since you love him, how could you be so careless?"
Aunt Jiang's mood had been gradually relaxing, but when she suddenly heard Su Nuannuan scolding, she couldn't help but feel a little confused, and hurriedly said: "Why do you say that, grandma? I didn't dare to say anything treasonous to Chuan'er. I instigated him last time, and I deserve to die. I already know I was wrong, please punish me, grandma." She thought Su Nuannuan wanted to settle old scores.
Su Nuannuan told Aunt Jiang what Duan Maochuan had said to her yesterday. Sure enough, she saw that his face suddenly turned pale and sweat was dripping down. She then said earnestly, "Many words are just talk to us adults. We still have to live our lives after saying them. But children are different. Especially after what happened to Chuan'er, he is already very uneasy and guilty. How can he bear you holding him every day and crying about things like 'It's better for mother and son to die together. No one in this mansion likes us anyway'? Do you know how much fear and sadness these words will cause to a child? Fortunately, Chuan'er has always been honest and innocent, and you haven't scared him crazy yet. If it were another sensitive child, he might be depressed from now on, until he grows up and becomes a lonely and pessimistic person. At that time, you would only blame God for torturing your child like this, but you don't know that it has nothing to do with God. It's all your own fault."
"Grandma, I... I said it unintentionally. I never thought about it. I really didn't mean to harm my brother. He was born after I carried him for ten months. He is my own flesh and blood. How could I harm him..." Aunt Jiang knelt down with a plop and defended herself with tears streaming down her face.
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