Aunt Li quickly knelt down and said, "Master, how dare I neglect Miss Song? It's just that the Third Young Master came and wanted to make milk tea and barbecue, and the kitchen was overwhelmed, so I sent two plates of pastries for Miss Song to fill her stomach. I wasted some time, but I didn't expect Miss Song to... say it's not enough!"
This sentence dragged Zhao Tingduo into the blame. Song Liyun didn't show any shame and stretched out her finger to gesture: "A plate of five or six dim sums the size of a finger. The patterns are quite beautiful. Is it eaten before or after the meal?"
Aunt Li was speechless. Those snacks were just for show and they would not fill her up at all.
Zhao Tingduo looked very unhappy. He picked up a piece of crystal cloud slice with chopsticks and put it into Song Liyun's bowl: "Ayun, you have a bad stomach. You can't be hungry or full.
From now on, take your own cook with you wherever you go, and bring plenty of food with you. Eat whatever you want, and don't treat yourself badly."
Of course Song Liyun knows whether her stomach is in good condition or not. She can eat and drink and is in good health.
But Zhao Tingduo felt that it was not good at this time, so it was not good.
Song Liyun nodded obediently, ate the Yunpian, and then took the glutinous rice porridge that Song Dekui handed to her with concern.
By doing this, Zhao Tingduo did not give any face to Aunt Li, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui both looked at the dishes on the table, as if they were only drooling over the white chicken nuggets in the middle of the table, as if they didn't hear what Zhao Tingduo said.
Zhao Tingduo was also angry.
He had heard from beggar nanny before that the wives and concubines of the Wu Dynasty would try their best to fight each other for no reason, and it was common for women to murder their own children, and some women would even leave their husbands without any children.
Zhao Tingduo still didn't fully believe it. He saw that his father and elder brother both had maids and concubines, and he didn't hear his father and brother complain about it.
He just thought that the beggar lady and the mother were deliberately trying to scare him so that he wouldn't get involved with those women.
I didn't expect that even if I saw this with my own eyes, my eldest brother would still be a womanizer. He only has three or four wives and concubines in the backyard.
I wonder what kind of chaos is going on in the harem of those men who have many wives and concubines.
Ayun was starved for no reason, which made her embarrassed in front of herself and several young masters.
If this woman was not Ayun, but someone else, she would definitely feel ashamed from the beginning, and even her fiancé would feel humiliated and blame her.
How could a woman's heart be so evil? Although Aunt Li looks bright and beautiful, she can also be sinister and treacherous.
This kind of insult is not like the fighting between men on the battlefield, but it makes people feel sick and speechless.
But this is the garrison, and Aunt Li is the eldest brother's concubine, so it is difficult for him, the younger brother, to get angry.
Zhao Tingduo lowered her eyes to hide the disgust in them. Fortunately, the Di people did not have concubines, who were half-master and half-slave. They only had slaves and mistresses.
If beggar Mama were to deal with the slave according to the rules of the Di tribe, such a slave who dared to harm his mistress would be dragged to death by three horses.
Song Liyun glanced at Zhao Tingduo and saw that his eyes were cold. It was obvious that he was really angry. She couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
How could men know all the thoughts of the women in the harem?
After all, men rarely get angry because of jealousy among their wives and concubines.
Being able to have both warmth and fragrance, he might even feel proud of himself if he wanted to have both, and he doesn't want to worry about it.
But it’s different now. Zhao Tingduo is a bystander and knows his own character, so he naturally sees the actions clearly.
I didn't expect that what I wanted to see was Zhao Tingduo's attitude towards the two maids.
Aunt Li even volunteered to add to the cast and act out another domestic feud. She's such a great supporting actress.
However, if this kind of drama is played too much, it will wear out everyone's face. She didn't want to see the Zhao brothers turn against each other, so she whispered: "Forget it, the feng shui of this place is not good. It's either dangerous to sleep or you will starve. You'd better not come here again in the future. You should also be careful!"
Seeing Song Liyun's gentleness and consideration, Zhao Tingduo squeezed her hand and said with a smile, "I don't get hungry that easily."
The two started to be affectionate again, which made Lin Qingyuan and Song Dekui roll their eyes.
On the other side, Zhao Tinglei was already so angry that his face turned blue, and he looked at Aunt Li hatefully.
When the lady was in Hecheng, naturally, such things happened to his wives and concubines as well. They would "accidentally" splash some water and wet other people's clothes in front of him, or fall down and get their knees red while walking, but it wasn't a big deal.
In Zhao Tinglei's eyes, this was a trick played by the woman to attract his attention, and he could just appease her with something.
Aunt Li had already been reprimanded for what happened the day before yesterday, yet she was still trying to be clever and embarrass Song Liyun in public.
If it were his concubine, she would be extremely ashamed.
But now it’s different. Song Liyun is the third brother’s fiancée, but she is his sister-in-law. If she is embarrassed, it will be a disgrace to both brothers.
What's more, besides Lin Qingyuan, a foreign man, the only person present was his uncle Song Dekui. He would be too distressed to blame him.
Zhao Tinglei only felt that a layer of skin on his face was scraped off alive, and it was burning with pain, even more painful than the injuries he suffered on the battlefield.
But it was not right to scold a concubine in public. He suppressed his anger and said to Aunt Li in a deep voice, "You step aside. Let Feicui Humber come and serve Third Master dinner!"
Aunt Li didn't dare to argue anymore, she lowered her head, stood up and left the room.
Lin Qingyuan raised his eyebrows and said to Song Dekui with a chuckle, "Brother Song, this dish is quite good. The chef of the Garrison must have come from the Imperial Kitchen. The taste is even more authentic than the Drunken Eight Immortals in Pingyang Prefecture."
After saying that, he turned to look at Song Liyun and said, "Miss Song, your Tianxianglou is far inferior. Although barbecue is delicious, eating too much will make you get angry."
Song Dekui smiled and said, "That's easy. We'll invite chefs from Beijing in the future."
In fact, he didn't say that Xiaoyun was already preparing to sell pots in Tianxianglou.
In addition to mutton soup pot, there are also various small casseroles.
He had tried it once at Tianxianglou. The pots were not big, but the soup was still bubbling when it was served on the table.
Each pot tastes different. Some are braised, some are stewed, some are sour, some are spicy, and some are sweet. You won’t feel cold even in the winter when you eat them.
"That's great! When you find a chef, I will come to support you every day!" Lin Qingyuan said loudly and exaggeratedly.
With these two people's jokes, the atmosphere in the room became relaxed.
You don’t need anyone to serve you, you can eat and drink whenever you want.
Although Zhao Tinglei was a general, he was not a pretentious person. He spent a lot of time eating and drinking with his subordinates when he was leading troops outside, so he didn't mind Lin Qingyuan and the other man chatting while eating.
But... he was not used to seeing a woman sitting among a group of men, especially when he saw Zhao Tingduo peeling fish bones for Song Liyun, he felt even more unhappy.
The status of women in the Di tribe was low, and the Wu Dynasty was not much better than the Di tribe. Men and women sat at different tables, and women could only serve on the side.
Zhao Tinglei shook his head. Only Madam Wuya was an exception. She did not follow the rules of either side. She had a stubborn temper and lacked the gentleness of a woman. Not only did she act as the head of the tribe and quarrel with her husband, she also suppressed her son to the point that he had no backbone.
But... Zhao Tinglei had to admit that Madam Wu Ya's unruly character was a fatal temptation for men.
For many years, whenever my father was angry, he would say that he wanted to break up with Madam Uya, but he would always find an opportunity to ease the relationship after a while.
Even after returning to Beijing, he would always mention in every letter home that he had to give his regards to Madam Uya!
Seeing that Zhao Tingduo is so humble to a woman before getting married, it will be difficult for him to be a husband in the future.
I have to let my third brother know what men’s privileges are in the future.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Aunt Li come in with two newly dressed women.
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