Chapter 9: He drained his wife's money to support his mistress, so shameless

the next morning.

Linlang came in to serve Chen Qingyin and Hu Mianmian breakfast.

By the way, "I heard from the kitchen that the general gave the large courtyard in the south corner of our mansion to the widows to live in, and he has already ordered people to start cleaning it."

Chen Qingyin didn't say anything, just pursed her lips and fed Hu Mianmian another sip of minced meat porridge.

Linlang, on the other hand, was extremely angry.

"When the Madam first got married, she fell in love with that courtyard. It's close to the main courtyard and has good sunlight. But what did the general and the old lady say at that time? They said that this courtyard was big and they wanted to leave it for Miss Hu to live in. Now, they've given it away."

The house where the Hu family lives now has two entrances and two exits. It is not particularly spacious, but it is also suitable for living.

It's a pity that Chen Qingyin, as the mistress, could not live in the sunny courtyard on the south side, but had to live in the narrow courtyard on the west side.

Hearing the maid say this, she felt unhappy.

However, Chen Qingyin only said: "It's just a yard. We are going to move to Liuhua Hutong soon. Why do we still care about this?"

Linlang sighed: "I am also standing up for Madam."

Hu Mianmian blinked her big eyes and listened to her mother talking to the maid.

She was very well-behaved and quiet, and her little hand reached for the eggs on the table for the fourth time.

Chen Qingyin came back to her senses and quickly grabbed her little hand.

"Mianmian, you've already eaten three eggs. Eating too many eggs will cause indigestion. Mommy will ask the kitchen to prepare some for you tomorrow, okay?"

The little guy said coquettishly: "It won't cause any indigestion. I'll just walk back and forth for a while and my tummy will flatten out!"

As she spoke, she lifted up her coat and showed Chen Qingyin her round belly.

Chen Qingyin couldn't help laughing: "Little guy, you suddenly like to eat these."

How could she remember that her daughter didn't like eggs before?

At this time, the maid at the door came to report.

"Madam, the old lady wants you to go."

Hu Mianmian pricked up her ears.

Are you going to cause trouble again?

Chen Qingyin put down her chopsticks and said, "Linlang, you stay here with the young lady. I'll be back soon."

When Hu Mianmian heard this, she immediately jumped off the stool and ran to hug Chen Qingyin's arm.

"Mom, I want to go too. After eating spicy food, I want to take a walk to digest it."

Seeing this, Chen Qingyin smiled and took the little guy's hand: "Okay, mother will take Mianmian with her."

It was the first time that Hu Mianmian entered Mrs. Hu's house.

As you enter the door, you will see a spacious and tall six-panel mica screen inlaid with gold threads. The house, painted with pepper lacquer, exudes a faint fragrance.

The furniture is all made of huanghuali wood, with gorgeous and elegant specifications. Even the porcelain vase for flower arrangement on the table is made of gold ore from the official kiln.

Hu Mianmian curled her lips secretly.

She is so rich! You can tell at a glance that all of it is her mother's dowry.

"Mother, you called me here, what do you want me to do?"

Old Madam Hu had an indifferent expression on her face. She pursed her lips and asked the maid to bring a stool.

"Please sit down. I have something to discuss with you. The widows of Yun Shen's benefactor are going to move into the mansion soon. I think we need to put some things in her yard. Don't you have a set of enamel blue-fired filigree ornaments? Give them to her."

Hu Mianmian's dark eyes suddenly stirred.

How shameless! Inviting a concubine to live in the house and asking her mother to pay for the furniture?

Chen Qingyin frowned: "Mother, I have prepared three hundred taels to prepare the furnishings."

"Only three hundred taels?" Old Madam Hu raised her voice, "They saved your husband's life, and you only gave him this little money. Do you think you're sending away a beggar?"

Chen Qingyin pursed her lips: "How can three hundred taels be too little? Or does mother want to spend lavishly?"

Madam Hu squinted her eyes and said sarcastically, "You are the general's wife after all. If you don't have the proper bearing, others will laugh at you. I don't care. You are the mistress of the house. You have to do a good job of the task given to you."

Hu Mianmian pointed at the furnishings around her and said, "These are so beautiful, mother, can we move in to decorate that room?"

Mrs. Hu immediately scolded: "Where did you learn this rule? How can you take things from my room to support others? I am your grandmother!"

Hu Mianmian blinked her big round eyes and said in a soft and innocent voice: "Oh, Mianmian can't take things from grandma's room, but grandma can take things from my mother's room?"

Old Madam Hu's face turned pale after hearing what she said.

"Qingyin, look at your daughter!"

Chen Qingyin spoke up to smooth things over: "Don't worry, mother. I'll figure out how to handle this matter."

After saying that, she covered Hu Mianmian who still wanted to speak and left.

Madam Hu's cold snort sounded behind her: "That's more like it!"

When they got to the yard, Chen Qingyin put Hu Mianmian down. The little guy was so angry that he punched and kicked, and punched the air.

"Mom, she's a bad girl!" Her soft voice was full of accusations.

The pair of bright eyes looked at Chen Qingyin, as if accusing her of why she agreed to such an unreasonable request.

Chen Qingyin bent down and stroked her daughter's angry face.

"Mianmian, I feel sorry for the widows who have such a miserable fate. It must be very difficult for a woman to have a child in this world. It is reasonable and I should take good care of her."

Hu Mianmian's eyes widened.

She is about to faint because of her stupid mother!

Chen Qingyin still doesn't know that the so-called widow is actually her scumbag father's mistress.

By then, it would not be her turn to pity them, but they would laugh at her!

The little guy felt that he had to let his mother know the truth as soon as possible!

Chen Qingyin took Hu Mianmian to open her own warehouse, intending to carefully select some valuable items for display.

Hu Mianmian looked at the two piles of cloth in the corner and suddenly pointed and said, "Mom, Chong Chong."

Chen Qingyin went forward to take a look and found that the outside of the cloth was still intact.

Only when I opened the inside did I find that many places were indeed eaten by insects.

Linlang felt extremely sorry: "Oh, these are all top-quality Yunxia brocade. They were part of your dowry, Madam. Each piece was worth a thousand gold coins, and they are ruined just like this."

Chen Qingyin also felt it was a pity.

After she got married, both her mother-in-law and husband didn't like her to wear bright colors.

And this cloud brocade was like a skirt dyed with colorful clouds, so it was extremely bright and beautiful, so she kept it in the storehouse, but she didn't expect it to be eaten by insects.

"Forget it. Since it is broken and cannot be worn, just throw the cloth away."

As Hu Lan passed the corridor under the wisteria flowers, she saw two servants carrying a pile of brightly colored cloths out.

She widened her eyes and ran over.

"Stop, where did you get these cloths?"

"Replying to the Second Miss, it was the First Madam who asked us to throw it away."

Throw it away!?

Hu Lan reached out and touched the smooth and brilliant fabric.

This is a piece of Yunxia brocade worth thousands of gold, and Chen Qingyin just threw it away like that?

She is indeed the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, wealthy but a little silly!

"Okay, just give me these cloths and I'll take care of them for you. You don't have to tell my sister-in-law, lest she thinks I'm taking credit for it. Do you understand?"

The two servants nodded quickly. Hu Lan asked her servant to take the cloth and turned to go to the old lady's room.

Looking at the Yunxia Brocade, the old lady gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Such a good thing, you just throw it away. It's obvious that you want to keep it for yourself and don't want to share it with Yunyan."

Hu Lan nodded: "That's right, mother, why don't we each keep two, and give the rest to my eldest brother's mistress?"

"What do you mean by mistress? That's an ugly word!" the old lady scolded, and Hu Lan shrank his neck.

Madam Hu: "When she enters the house, you must behave properly and call her Madam Liang. Do you hear me?"

"I understand, mother. On the surface, you call me Madam Liang, but in private, you call me sister-in-law. I understand." Hu Lan and Madam Hu looked at each other and laughed.