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Since that's the case, I'll just be careful. So I picked up Little Ink and planned to go eat this Hongmen Feast with Mrs. Shen. But this little guy Little Ink didn't seem to be afraid at all, and was looking at Mrs. Shen with great curiosity, as if he was very absorbed, just like there was a flower on Mrs. Shen's face.
Mrs. Shen was a little angry at being stared at by Little Ink, and she glared at him and said, "What are you looking at? Let me tell you, just because Mr. Shen likes you, doesn't mean I will like you. I really dislike children." Just as she said that, as if she remembered something, she immediately added, "Of course, if it's Xiao Ru, that's a different story."
"Mom, you scared me just now. I was thinking, what if I have a child in the future and you don't like them? But it turns out you just don't like other people's children. Now I can relax," Shen Ru immediately clung to Mrs. Shen's arm and said in a coquettish manner.
"Xiao Ru, you silly child, don't worry. Even if you don't marry Xiao Chen, Mom will find a good family for you and let you shine," Mrs. Shen said lovingly to Shen Ru.
This makes me wonder. Mrs. Shen seems to be a cunning and selfish person, so why is she so good to Shen Ru? Even if she raised her since childhood, according to Mrs. Shen's character, she shouldn't be like that. It's as if Shen Ru is her biological daughter, but she doesn't have a good relationship with her as she does with Shen Chen.
I curiously looked at her, and Mrs. Shen glared again and said, "What are you looking at? After you've finished looking, look at the old one. No matter how you look, this lady won't like you and your mother. Take them to the servants' canteen for breakfast. If you look for another moment, this lady will be so angry that she'll spit blood."
As soon as I heard, I patted my chest and secretly thought, "Thank goodness it's not the Hongmen Feast. This must be Mrs. Shen's plan to humiliate me, to have us, mother and son, dine with the servants, to suppress our status. But I don't mind. My background was never high to begin with. As long as Little Ink doesn't go hungry, what does it matter who we eat with?"
With this in mind, Little Ink and I, looking cheerful, followed a bodyguard and arrived directly at a relatively simple courtyard, where a dense crowd of servants could be seen. It shows how wealthy the Shen Family is, with so many servants that they can't even be counted.
The bodyguard brought us over and didn't even say where we should sit, then just walked away. I hurriedly carried Little Ink inside, planning to find the nearest table to eat. But as soon as I got inside, I found that there was no food left on the tables. The servants had finished eating, and they ate very cleanly, not even leaving any pickles.
When I turned around, I saw Shen Ru smirking next to me. This must be another trick by Mrs. Shen and Shen Ru. They must not have seen the embarrassed look on me and Little Ink, and felt dissatisfied, so they thought of this. Is it necessary? If you, Shen Ru, want to get married, just let your sister go. Your sister is not unreasonable. I silently criticized in my heart.
"Mommy, it's okay. Let's go to the kitchen and make something to eat ourselves. Little Ink can help you, or maybe Little Ink can cook a meal for Mommy." As I looked at the clean dining table in distress, Little Ink comforted me by whispering in my ear, "Who says only daughters can be considerate? Sons can be considerate too."
After giving my sensible son a kiss, I nodded in agreement and firmly said, "Little Ink, Mommy can cook. How can I let Little Ink work so hard at such a young age? Little Ink will have plenty of opportunities to cook in the future, because Little Ink will have to cook for his future wife, right, Little Ink Mo?" I chuckled and pulled Little Ink along as I walked towards Shen Ru.
Sorry, I can't help with that.
As soon as I think about how we used to be best friends, I feel so resentful. I was deceived by this person for four years. How can I not be angry when I think about it? Little Ink seems to sense my unhappiness and quickly hugged me to comfort me. In a short while, Little Ink comforted me twice like a little adult, which really moved me. I kissed Little Ink twice firmly to show that I was okay.
What surprised me even more was that as soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw Mrs. Shen. These two are really interesting - one waiting for me in the dining room, and the other waiting for me in the kitchen. Shen Ru Miss Shen in the dining room made sure there was nothing left, forcing me to cook myself and even come to the kitchen, where Mrs. Shen was. Could it be that Mrs. Shen came to the kitchen to have the kitchen staff put away the ingredients and not let me use them, to give a big warning to us, mother and son, and starve us for a meal?
I gave a cold glance at Mrs. Shen, tightly protecting Little Ink before saying, "Mrs. Shen, what do you want again? If there's no breakfast, can't we just make it ourselves in the kitchen? One should leave room for others, otherwise they will incur divine retribution. Don't think I'm scaring you, and don't think there won't be consequences. It's just a matter of time."
"Yuan Yuan, why are you talking to Auntie like that? What's wrong? Did someone upset you? It's okay, if there's anything, Auntie will solve it for you. Auntie is just passing by the kitchen. By the way, how did you two end up here?" I didn't expect Mrs. Shen to act like a good person in front of the servant, pretending to be a kind mother figure, as if she cared about me. And I immediately became impolite, unreasonable, and disrespectful to my elders. It turns out that I had unwittingly fallen into her trap.
However, now that I am under the same roof, I have to bow my head. Inside this high-walled courtyard, I don't know a single familiar person. All the familiar people left last night, so I can't expose Mrs. Shen's deliberate act. Even if I did, what good would it do? My reputation has already been ruined by her, so I won't bother with this useless effort. So, I cooperated with her and said, "No, it's just that Little Ink is hungry. I'll go to the kitchen and make something for Little Ink. Mrs. Shen, what would you like to eat? I can also make something for you." I also took the opportunity to enhance my image. Who doesn't know how to make white lotus root? Sometimes, making white lotus root is quite nice.
"What? Little Ink hasn't had breakfast yet? These servants are really something. Don't they know that Little Ink is the young master of the Shen Family, the legitimate great-grandson just recognized by Mr. Shen? You dare to neglect him like this. If you don't want to work, then pack up and get out of the Shen Family. The Shen Family doesn't keep people who disrespect their master." I didn't expect that Mrs. Shen, upon hearing what I said, would act even more convincingly, as if it wasn't her idea for me and Little Ink to be forced into the kitchen. That look, that attitude, it was truly sincere and heartfelt. People who don't understand would surely give Mrs. Shen thirty-two thumbs up. Even I would have to applaud her performance. It's on par with an Oscar-winning actress.
Watching Mrs. Shen perform with a cold eye, I didn't interrupt. The servants, just as curious as when we entered the dining room, seemed not to recognize me and my son. They didn't know what drama Mrs. Shen was playing this time. I couldn't quite understand, so I kept quiet, planning to observe quietly.
When the servants heard Mrs. Shen's words, they finally understood. I was the future mistress of the Shen Family, and the little boy I was holding was the esteemed young master of the Shen Family. Those who knew the truth immediately came over to apologize and asked for another chance. It seems that the treatment in the Shen Family is really good. Even after Mrs. Shen said such heavy words, these people still wanted to stay.
Mrs. Shen said again, "Yuan Yuan, we should forgive others as our family rule is to treat people generously. Besides, they didn't do it on purpose. The servants only prepare the number of breakfasts instructed by the steward Zhongbo. He didn't call this morning to inform them to prepare an extra breakfast, so they didn't know. Don't be angry with them and insist on cooking yourself. You, as a precious young lady, should go back to your room and rest. Later, the housekeeper will instruct the servants to bring breakfast to your room. If you need anything, just tell the housekeeper. You don't need to come in person. The Shen Family is very strict, and no one dares to disobey the master's orders."
After hearing this, I realized how unreasonable and deliberately troublesome I had been. I thought it unnecessary to argue with Mrs. Shen. I believe that the astute Old Master Shen will see through this woman's attempt to sow discord. Even if he doesn't believe me, I still have Uncle Xiaoya. He is genuinely good to me. So, I confidently waved my hand and said with a smile, "Mrs. Shen, you are mistaken. I didn't blame anyone at all. It was probably because I am new to the Shen Family and arrived in the middle of the night. I didn't have a chance for everyone to get to know me. I hope you can forgive me. Everything is fine now. Everyone can go about their business. You don't need to worry about me. Just remember to bring breakfast to me later."
The servants of the Shen family saw that I was so easy to talk to, and they all felt relieved. After politely responding to me, they each went about their own business.
Mrs. Shen didn't say anything unpleasant in front of everyone. Seeing that everyone was busy, she walked up to me as if we were close, linked arms with me, and said loudly, "Yuan Yuan, let's go sit with Auntie for a while. I'll have the servants bring breakfast to Auntie later. Auntie, I really like this little girl as soon as I saw her." At this point, when she saw Little Ink looking at her, Mrs. Shen immediately added, "Little Ink, Grandma likes you very much too. You are Grandma's little darling."
Seeing this, I whispered in Mrs. Shen's ear, "Mrs. Shen, don't you feel like throwing up when you say this?"
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