Chapter 15: Fighting for Milk

The door closed.

Liang Ruosheng ran over and said, "Brother, you came just in time. Dad sent a few boxes of goodies over. Take your pick!"

Rong'er glanced at it twice and pouted.

"I have all these. My grandmother gave them to me and told me to hide them in my room so no one could see them."

Liang Ruosheng paused and said, "Really? That's great. Your grandmother likes you. You are so lucky."

Liang Yunyan held her son in her arms and saw that he not only did not lose weight, but was plump and white. She finally felt relieved.

"Mom, when can I call you dad openly? Grandfather is my grandpa, how can I call him dad!" Rong'er looked unhappy.

Liang Yunyan immediately comforted him: "Rong'er, I'm sorry for wronging you these days, but right now, your father can't recognize our identity."

"Why? Grandmother said that I am the only legitimate grandson and I have a noble status. Who would dare to reject me?"

"Because Madam Chen Qingyin and her daughter Hu Mianmian have taken our place, if mother takes you to recognize your relatives now, you will only be laughed at by others."

Hearing Hu Mianmian's name, Rong'er was obviously a little scared.

He threw himself into Liang Yunyan's arms: "Mom! I'm afraid of Hu Mianmian, please drive her away!"

Liang Yunyan frowned: "What are you afraid of, an ugly child?"

Rong'er hesitated and couldn't give a reason.

He was young and didn't understand why he felt strange inside.

All he knew was that every time he saw Hu Mianmian, he felt a creepy feeling.

Liang Ruosheng grabbed his little hand and said, "Brother, listen to me. This Hu Mansion will belong to us sooner or later. Your current identity to the outside world is Hu Mianmian's third uncle! When you see her in the future, you don't have to be afraid. Instead, you should show your dignity and order her to give in to you."

Rong Er blinked hesitantly: "Really?"

He looked at Liang Yunyan and saw Liang Yunyan also nodded slightly.

"Rong'er, since you are now the third master of the Hu family, you should make good use of this identity. You don't owe them anything. They should respect you."

Rong'er took note of it secretly.

Liang Ruosheng smiled and said, "Mom, let's quickly open the remaining boxes and see what good things Dad has sent us."

She was a little impatient, but Liang Yunyan insisted on waiting until Rong'er came so that they could choose together.

Liang Yunyan nodded and opened the remaining boxes.

The golden decorations almost dazzled the mother and daughter.

Liang Ruosheng touched the treasures in the box one by one, with greed flashing in his eyes.

"Is this the financial strength of the Hu family? They are so rich! Mom, you have really risen to the top!"

Liang Yunyan smiled and said, "That's just the beginning. When your father and I got engaged, he gave me an oriental pearl that was as big as a palm."

Liang Ruosheng was stunned and extremely surprised.

"Eastern Pearl?! There are only six on the phoenix crown that the queen wore for her wedding, and each one is worth ten thousand taels of silver. My father actually gave my mother an Eastern Pearl!"

Liang Yunyan was puzzled: "How do you know how many Dongzhu are on the Queen's Phoenix Coronet?"

Liang Ruosheng's eyes flickered, he lowered his head and chuckled twice, stroking the satin with his hand.

"I used to live in the alley and heard those aunties chatting casually. I don't know whether it is true or not."

Liang Yunyan didn't take it seriously. She hadn't seen Rong'er for several days. She held her son in her arms and talked to him non-stop, but it just wasn't enough.

But soon, Grandma Gao knocked on the door.

Rong'er is nominally Mr. Hu's youngest son now. If someone sees him staying in Madam Liang's yard, it will be difficult to explain.

Before leaving, Rong'er cried, "Mom, I want to come again tomorrow."

Grandma Gao quickly stopped him: "Master Rong'er, you can't be so willful. The old lady said that you can only come once every two weeks!"

Liang Yunyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Grandma Gao with a rather stern tone.

"Madam Gao, although you are Rong'er's nominal mother now, you must always remember that you are just a servant. The only thing you have to do is to serve Rong'er well and not let him suffer any injustice at the hands of the Madam."

There was a flash of displeasure in Grandma Gao's eyes, but she agreed, "Madam Liang, don't worry. The eldest lady doesn't know Young Master Rong'er's identity. She's already praising him, so why would she embarrass him?"

Liang Yunyan pursed her lips: "It's better this way!"

Grandma Gao took Rong'er away. Liang Yunyan couldn't see them off, so she could only stand at the door and watch the master and servant leave.

After they walked away, Nanny Gao started to curse inwardly.

"A concubine is even more arrogant than the lady."

It's late at night and everyone is asleep.

Liang Ruosheng sat up and saw that Liang Yunyan was asleep, so she got off the bed carefully.

He reopened the box, touched the treasures, and smiled greedily and silently.

She really found a treasure! She didn't live in vain!

In her previous life, she was a maid in charge of writing in the palace. She was bribed by the queen to drug Concubine Shu, but was discovered by Concubine Shu.

Finally, she was beaten to death.

She thought she was going to report to the King of Hell, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, she became the daughter of General Hu's concubine.

Although she was a concubine, Liang Ruosheng's experience in serving in the palace in her previous life told her that as long as she could win a man's heart, it didn't matter whether she was a wife or a concubine.

This time, she would make good use of everything she had learned in her previous life to help Liang Yunyan win the position of the Hu family's wife and live a wealthy life for the rest of her life!

When she died in her previous life, Liang Ruosheng was already fifteen years old. It seemed that a three-year-old child like Hu Mianmian could not compete with a mature person like her.

She wanted to fight and compete. She had been a lowly palace maid all her life in her previous life. In this life, it was her turn to be a lady from a wealthy family!

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Prime Minister Chen sent another group of servants to deliver the gifts.

All the big and small boxes were moved to Chen Qingyin's yard.

Linlang checked everything and had them put into the warehouse.

"This time the general and his men did not hide it anymore."

Chen Qingyin was watching Hu Mianmian practicing calligraphy. The little guy had just memorized an article from "The Analects of Confucius: Yan Yuan Chapter 12".

She was still completely immersed in her daughter's self-taught intelligence. Upon hearing this, she just hummed calmly.

"Maybe my father has looked for my husband."

Linlang added: "The Prime Minister also sent a goat and a dairy cow, saying that the goat's milk and cow's milk should be fresh and good for the young lady."

When Hu Mianmian heard this, she immediately raised her head, her big eyes shining brightly.

"There are sheep and cows? I'd like to take a look!" She put down her brush and ran out.

The servants were leading the cows and goats, planning to keep them in the small kitchen first.

Hu Mianmian looked at them and her saliva was about to flow.

She turned around, hugged Chen Qingyin's arm, and shook it: "Mom, I want milk, and I want it now."

It must smell delicious!

Chen Qingyin couldn't bear her daughter's pleading and immediately laughed: "Okay, okay, Linlang, you ask the kitchen to prepare it for Mianmian now."

Once the milk is served, things are out of control.

Hu Mianmian found something even more delicious than roast chicken.

Goat milk is mellow and dairy milk is sweet.

After processing, there is no odor at all.

These two little babies have become Hu Mianmian's favorite. Since they were brought to her, Hu Mianmian has to drink milk three times a day.

The weather was fine, Concubine Shu's birthday was approaching, and Chen Qingyin took people to the street to choose gifts.

Let Linlang take Hu Mianmian to the garden to bask in the sun.

So, in the pavilion in the garden, Linlang set up a lounge chair, and Hu Mianmian lay on it with her feet crossed.

Two chubby, white little hands held the glass bottle and gulped down milk.

This glass cup will never spill. It was a tribute from Western Xia given to Prime Minister Chen by the Emperor during the Spring Festival last year.

But Prime Minister Chen used it to feed the little guy milk.

Rong'er passed by and saw Hu Mianmian holding a glass bottle, her face pink from drinking.

When you walk past it, you can smell the milky aroma.

He was greedy too.

Thinking of what his mother and sister said, Rong'er walked straight over.

He said to Hu Mianmian in a bossy manner: "Hey, let me taste the milk in your hand."