The chefs in the mansion's main kitchen are quite skilled; they also serve beef hot pot when it's cold.
But for some reason, Jiang Shuwan's soup was more fragrant than the soup made by Li Gui, the kitchen manager.
The air was filled with an irresistible fragrance, as if those fragrances were alive.
They'll squeeze into any crack they see.
Several groups of maids and old women had already pretended to pass by the door, just to smell the fragrance.
Jiang Shuwan ate and drank heartily while guarding the pot.
The way she ate and drank today was even less disciplined than last time when she ate three bowls of rice.
This gave Chang's mother a greater understanding of her.
She realized that Jiang Shuwan's previous act of eating only two bites of food was all an act.
She's just a complete freeloader.
However, Jiang Shuwan is indeed quite clever.
She realized that Jiang Shuwan was trying to lure the old lady out of the house using the fragrance.
This method is better than hers.
Never mind how delicious the food she prepared was.
Even though it's freezing cold on this snowy day, it's not as warm as Jiang Shuwan's pot of food.
Moreover, as long as the charcoal fire continues to burn, the aroma will continue to linger.
Unlike her food, which gets cold quickly.
"Drinking and eating meat alone is so lonely. Would you like to keep me company, Aunt Chang?"
Chang's mother's eyes lit up.
Two people are great!
The two of them clinked glasses and ate happily, the aroma filling the air and sure to whet the old lady's appetite.
"Thank you, young mistress. I won't stand on ceremony."
Mrs. Chang quickly sat down, and the two of them enjoyed their meal.
Not long after, the door to Madam Pei's room opened.
"Young mistress is truly a brilliant strategist."
Chang's mother admired him immensely.
Jiang Shuwan knew that the old lady's willingness to come out was not only due to her appetite, but also to the human body's survival instinct.
Man is made of iron, food is made of steel.
I get hungry if I skip a meal.
The old lady has barely eaten anything in the past three days.
She just couldn't eat, but the instinct for survival would drive her to move.
Moreover, the old lady wasn't actually sick like in her previous life.
Her current illness is entirely due to mental distress.
Her inability to eat or sleep doesn't mean she doesn't want to live.
"You all seem to be enjoying your meal, completely forgetting about this old woman."
Madam Pei still looked unhappy as she said this.
She was helped out by her maid, looking sickly and more haggard than ever before, and her spirits were low.
Because he hadn't eaten much for three days, he felt dizzy and lightheaded, and even walking became unsteady.
Mrs. Chang quickly helped her over and served her a bowl and chopsticks.
The old lady wasn't pretentious; she sat down to drink soup and eat meat.
Jiang Shuwan glanced at her and began to talk about her heart ailment.
"Does the old lady hate me now?"
"I think it's because I'm not healthy that I got sick..."
"go out!"
Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Madam Pei.
"Mother Chang, Mother Chang..."
Madam Pei called to Chang Mama, instructing her to kick Jiang Shuwan out.
The old man looked furious.
Contrary to outside speculation, she was not angry with Jiang Shuwan.
She only hates herself.
However, whenever Jiang Shuwan brought up these painful things, she couldn't help but feel angry at Jiang Shuwan.
She understood that this was displaced anger.
But I couldn't control myself for a moment.
"Aunt Chang, quickly kick her out..."
Chang Mama huddled by the door. Instead of kicking Jiang Shuwan out, she sent the other servants outside.
The large room contained only Madam Pei and her granddaughter-in-law Jiang Shuwan, along with Chang Mama, who served tea and water.
As Chang's mother closed the door, she recalled what Jiang Shuwan had told her earlier.
“Aunt Chang, you and the old lady have had a master-servant relationship for forty years, and you understand the old lady’s temperament best.”
"The old lady is stubborn; she hasn't let go of that child all these years."
"Now the old lady is deeply mired in self-blame. If she continues to wallow in it, I'm afraid she won't live much longer."
"If we hadn't comforted her, problems would have arisen sooner or later."
Jiang Shuwan said she had a way to comfort the old lady.
Madam Chang had reached the point of desperation and was desperate to bring Pei Yanzhi back.
She was at her wit's end.
Jiang Shuwan said she had a way, so why not let her give it a try?
Thinking it over, Madam Chang simply ignored what Old Madam Pei had said.
I can't hear you.
I can't hear you.
What do you mean, "chasing the young mistress out"? I didn't even hear you...
"You're not even listening to me anymore—"
Madam Pei slammed her hand on the table in anger, and then she heard Jiang Shuwan's voice.
"The old lady is a victim herself, so why blame herself?"
If you ask me!
"Blame it on those stinking rules that have been going on for thousands of years!"
She spoke softly, but her words, once uttered, were resounding and powerful, like a thunderclap, sending a shiver down one's spine.
Madam Pei stared at her blankly.
What do you mean by that?
Jiang Shuwan asked Chang Mama to bring out all the information she had previously given to Madam Pei.
"Grandma, how about we look at these data from a different perspective?"
Jiang Shuwan pointed to these data and explained them in detail.
If the old lady could just look at these medical cases and statistics from a different perspective...
She should have realized that she couldn't even hate herself anymore.
Marrying young is a custom that has been passed down for thousands of years.
The old lady got pregnant early, which was in line with tradition, and everyone thought she was lucky to have a child so soon after getting married.
There's nothing we can do about having too much to do and too little to eat.
Eating two meals a day is a rule passed down from our ancestors.
Even though they were noble ladies from wealthy families and ate little, they still had to maintain their graceful figures (Note: "graceful" was a compliment in ancient times).
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