After the flower-viewing banquet at the Yongcheng Marquis's mansion, Shen attended banquets at two other mansions, but she did not bring Wen Ye with her both times.
Wen Ye himself didn't feel anything and continued to eat and drink as usual.
Time flies and it is now the end of midsummer. Two days ago, Uncle Wen from my hometown in Suzhou sent over a dozen truckloads of fresh fruits and vegetables, which are sweeter and more juicy than those grown by the Wen family on their farm outside Shengjing City.
Uncle Wen had nothing to do in recent years, so he started to think about farming. The fruits and food he sent to us became better and better every year.
The things that were distributed to Hengwu Courtyard included two big round watermelons, a basket of purple grapes, and a basket filled with apricots, plums, and a few loquats, etc.
Of course, these were not for Wen Ye alone, there were also portions for his aunt and younger sister.
It was hot in the summer, and not much ice was distributed to Xi Cui Yuan and Heng Wu Yuan. Therefore, Wen Ye had been asking his aunt and younger sister to come to Heng Wu Yuan and stay with him during the day, so that the ice from both sides could be gathered together and he could use more at a time.
As soon as the fruits were delivered, Wen Ye asked the kitchen to cut the fruits into small, even pieces and then refrigerate them for a while.
In the main room, Aunt Chang was sitting on a couch with an ice basin not far from her legs. Next to the basin was a temporary desk, and behind the desk was her little daughter, who had never been taken care of.
Aunt Chang shifted her gaze away from her little daughter. On the other side, Wen Ye, holding a Luo fan in her hand, leisurely directed the two maids, Taozhi and Yunzhi, to prepare the ice.
He kept saying, "It should be more broken..."
"Make a few more bowls, you can try them together later..."
Taozhi and Yunzhi were so busy that they were sweating all over. Finally, they used a knife to scrape out seven or eight bowls of crushed ice.
Wen Ye looked at these bowls of crushed ice and was very satisfied.
Now, we have the fruits and crushed ice. Just pour two spoonfuls of the red bean smoothie prepared in the morning on it, and it’s ready.
Wen Ye ordered someone to bring three bowls into the house and said, "Auntie, little sister, have a taste."
Wen Ye makes this several times every summer.
Aunt Chang has gone from being surprised at first to being accustomed to it now.
After being busy for a while, Wen Ye felt that Hun seemed to be steaming all over, so she immediately asked Taozi to bring another basin of ice to the front of the couch, and then sat down on it. After a few moments, she nudged the person at the end of the couch with her bare toes: "Auntie, come a little closer, let me lie down."
Aunt Chang: “…”
At this time, Wen Ye was lying on her side on the couch, with a basin of ice at her side. The coolness emanating from it brushed her face. Tao Zhi promptly brought a bowl of ice and fed Wen Ye a spoonful.
The sweetness of red beans, the freshness of melons and fruits, and the extremely cool crushed smoothie.
After taking a spoonful, the temperature inside and outside suddenly dropped. Wen Ye sighed with satisfaction, and he looked so comfortable.
I have to say, there is a world of difference between the feeling of being served by someone and doing it yourself.
In my previous life, I was used to doing everything by myself. It was not until I joined this wealthy family in this life that I realized how wonderful it is to free my hands.
Aunt Chang was holding the bowl that Yunzhi had handed over to her. When she scooped it up with a spoon, she caught a glimpse of Wen Ye's expression and couldn't swallow it at all.
Aunt Chang put the ice bowl aside angrily.
Wen Ye heard the voice, cast a look, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Auntie?"
Aunt Chang actually didn't know what she was angry about. Maybe it was because she saw that Wen Ye was always indifferent to her affairs and was busy eating and drinking all day long, and she felt a little depressed after seeing it for a long time.
"Half of this year has already passed, and your birthday next year is only eight or nine months away. Tell me, you..."
Wen Ye’s birthday is in March.
Aunt Chang was a little unable to continue speaking. Within a moment of saying a few words, her eyes were filled with tears that were about to fall.
Wen Ye was most afraid of people crying. She took two more bites of what Taozhi had fed her, and then asked her and Yunzhi to go down and try some. Then she slowly raised her lazy body, half lying and half leaning, and said to Aunt Chang, "Aunt, don't you believe in mother?"
"Of course not." Aunt Chang had complete trust in Shen, but she didn't trust Wen Ye.
"That means you don't believe me." Wen Ye said what was in her heart.
Wen Ye waved her silk fan and said leisurely, "Aunt, look, I have been staying quietly in my room for the past month. I have not gone anywhere. What can I do? Since mother has agreed to your request, she will do this."
Aunt Chang's expression eased a little, and she said, "I believe your mother, but..."
Wen Ye interrupted her: "Mother will definitely arrange a marriage for me before the end of the year at the latest."
She had some understanding of the Shen family's efficiency. Since she hadn't been summoned to the main courtyard for a month, she was afraid that her marriage would be around the corner.
"Really?" The tears retreated, and Aunt Chang looked at her with her still slightly red eyes.
If other people showed this expression to Wen Ye, Wen Ye would definitely get goosebumps all over his body.
But the person in front of him is his biological mother in this life. Because of this filter and the fact that she has a round and small face that makes her look young, after twenty years, she has become more mature and does not look much older.
Wen Ye looked at her at this moment and actually felt a little sorry for her.
She fanned herself to calm herself.
"My mother will decide my marriage, so there's no point for you to worry about it." Wen Ye comforted her, "You might as well eat a few more bites of ice to get rid of the heat."
It's summer now, let Shen take care of all the troubles.
Wen Ye pointed to the ice bowl placed beside the desk and said, "Auntie, eat quickly. Don't wait until it melts into water. It won't taste good then."
Aunt Chang picked up the ice bowl again, lowered her eyes and looked into the bowl. At a glance, she saw several rare fruits and vegetables. She took a bite and found them delicious.
It also relieves heat.
After eating two bites, she said, "Now that I have your mother's blessing, I can eat so delicately. When you get married, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this anymore."
Having said this, Aunt Chang suddenly felt a moment of regret in her heart.
The papers and ink on the desk had long been taken away by the maid, and Wen Ran was sitting there, eating ice cream.
After finishing half of the bowl, she raised her head. At this time, the conversation between Wen Ye and Aunt Chang just ended.
Wen Ye made eye contact with her younger sister, who was usually quiet, and she suddenly spoke, "Don't worry, Auntie. Father gave me another twenty taels of silver two days ago."
Aunt Chang was shocked and asked hurriedly, "Wasn't it only five taels last time?"
Wen Ran said truthfully, "I got first place in this quiz. When my father found out, he was very happy and gave me a reward."
After hearing this, Aunt Chang began to calculate: "Add these twenty taels, it will be exactly three hundred taels."
Wen Ye listened to the conversation between the two and was confused for a moment: "What do you mean by three hundred taels?"
At this point, Aunt Chang didn't want to keep the secret from Wen Ye any longer.
She explained, "It was your little sister and I who saved the money for your dowry."
Wen Ye was really shocked. She knew that in recent years, Aunt Chang would save almost half of her monthly allowance, saying that she wanted to save money for her dowry.
Wen Ye didn't care much about this. It was impossible to prevent Aunt Chang from taking it. Anyway, when she really got married, she would just not take it.
Moreover, the Shen family would prepare a dowry for the concubines in the mansion. It might not be much, but it would definitely be enough for the concubines to get married in the beginning.
Besides, when she gets married, she will still receive a monthly allowance, which may be even more than when she was a concubine. This kind of life with a "pension" from birth, as long as she doesn't cause trouble, she can work hard to live such a wonderful life until she is a hundred years old.
What Wen Ye didn't expect was that his own sister was also helping.
She glanced at Wen Ran, who was standing straight behind the desk, and raised her eyebrows and said, "You gave me everything that your father gave you?"
Compared to Wen Ye and Aunt Chang who have similar looks, six-year-old Wen Ran looks much more elegant, with a standard oval face. Her facial features are not outstanding when taken individually, but when put together, they are quite attractive.
Wen Ran is young, but he speaks very little. Apart from studying, he only cares about the two people in front of him.
If I did well in my studies, my father would give me money, and my aunt and sister would also be much better off.
This is probably the most obvious benefit Wen Ran has realized after studying hard.
"Don't worry, Fourth Sister, the big test will start soon." Wen Ran said with a serious face, "If you get a good ranking in the big test, father will give you more."
Wen Ye chuckled and was about to speak when Yunzhi lifted the curtain and came in: "Miss, Yinshuang is here."
Yinshuang was a first-class maidservant beside Shen.
After saying that, a slightly taller maid walked out from behind Yunzhi, bowed to the three people in the room, and then explained the purpose of their visit: "Fourth Miss, Madam asks you to come over."
The fanning movement paused and Wen Ye sat up.
Yunzhi came over to help her tidy up her clothes. Wen Ye took a look at her expression and asked tentatively, "Did mother tell you what it was?"
Yinshuang bowed her head slightly and said nothing more: "Replying to the fourth lady, I don't know."
Wen Ye left the couch and took two steps outside. The maid beside Shen was indeed very well-behaved.
She turned to the remaining two and said, "Auntie, little sister, I'll be back soon."
Aunt Chang probably guessed the reason, and the curve of her lips became more and more obvious.
As soon as the door opened, heat surged into his body and limbs. Wen Ye fanned his fan faster, and his steps also became faster.
It would take more than a quarter of an hour to walk to Hengwu Courtyard, but Wen Ye managed to shorten the time to just a quarter of an hour.
Arriving at the main courtyard gate, Wen Ye first straightened her dress which was a little messy due to her big steps, and then walked into the house.
The ice basin placed in the main hall of the courtyard was several times larger than that in the Hengwu Courtyard. The slight sweat on Wen Ye's body quickly cooled down as soon as he entered the house.
Wen Ye politely bowed to the superior: "My daughter has met my mother."
"sit."
Wen Ye stood up and sat to one side.
Shen followed her closely, and after Wen Ye sat down, she said, "I called you here because your marriage is about to be arranged."
Wen Ye was not surprised at all. She looked up and asked calmly, "Which boy did mother choose for me?"
Shen took a sip of tea and said, "After several flower viewing banquets, there were a few ladies who were interested in you, but I basically rejected them all."
When Wen Ye heard this, he did not bother to ask the reason. As those who were directly rejected by the Shen family, it was obvious without much thought that there were big problems in their families.
"There are three good ones now. I have discussed it with your father. The final decision is up to you."
Having said that, Shen looked at Wen Ye steadily, as if waiting for her reaction.
A hint of surprise appeared in Wen Ye's eyes.
It was incredible that she had three options to choose from...
Although Shen had said once before that she would nominate a candidate for her to choose, Wen Ye did not take it to heart.
At her age, she would be considered an old maid in ancient times.
When did the market for old maids become so good?
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