After traveling through time, she took her husband to be a food doctor

Ding Xirui followed Lin Mingxuan into the main hall. The hall was in a state of chaos. Several waiters were removing the "囍" character in the middle, and some people were removing tables and chairs.

On the right side of the main hall, a stern-looking woman was arranging matters:

"Dashun, after the arrangements in the courtyard are completed, call everyone in the family to the side hall."

"Yes, ma'am." A man who looked like a butler agreed.

"Yuexin, Mingyuan is not in good health. Arrange two people to follow him closely and make sure nothing happens."

"Yes, mother." The fair-faced young woman next to the woman answered. She whispered a few words to the maid next to her, and the maid bowed and turned to leave.

Lin Mingxuan looked back at Ding Xirui and motioned for her to follow him. When he reached the woman, Lin Mingxuan knelt down, and Ding Xirui also knelt down quickly upon seeing this.

"Mingxuan brings his wife to visit his mother." Lin Mingxuan said.

"Daughter-in-law Ding Xirui pays her respects to mother." Ding Xirui kowtowed quickly.

"Get up." Mrs. Lin's voice was lukewarm.

Banxia helped Ding Xirui up.

"Mingxuan's wife, you just got here and you've suffered a lot." Mrs. Lin looked at Ding Xirui and said, her voice was warmer than before.

"Xirui doesn't dare." Ding Xirui replied quickly.

"This is your sister-in-law." Mrs. Lin looked at the woman next to her and introduced her.

"Hello, sister-in-law." Ding Xirui bowed again.

"I've been looking forward to your coming. Now I have a companion." The woman walked forward and held Ding Xirui's hand.

At this time, the middle-aged man named Dashun came into the room and said to Mrs. Lin:

"Madam, except for the concierge and the old lady's room in the backyard, everyone is here and waiting for your instructions."

"Okay, let's go. Mingxuan, go find your father and your elder brother." Mrs. Lin ordered.

"Yes, Mingxuan, take your leave." Lin Mingxuan looked up and nodded to Ding Xirui, then glanced at Nanxing and walked out of the main hall.

Ding Xirui followed closely beside the eldest sister-in-law of the Lin family and went to the side hall with Mrs. Lin. Behind her were Banxia and Nanxing.

"The old lady has passed away, and there are many funeral arrangements. Everyone will have to work hard these days." Mrs. Lin's cold voice rang out in the side hall.

"You guys, go find the master and ask for the list of relatives who need to report the death. The city gates will open tomorrow, so set off quickly." Mrs. Lin said, pointing at a few servants.

"Yes." The servant retreated.

"Dashun, you are the butler, you know everyone, bring two people to greet people at the door tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Sister Liu, you two should stay in the storeroom and watch over the incense, candles, paper money and other funeral supplies. Remember the numbers."

"Yes." The two middle-aged women answered.

"Sister Gu, go check with Dashun on the kitchen purchases to make sure there are enough for the next few days, but don't waste anything. Also, make sure you take turns in the kitchen."

"Yes." Another middle-aged woman answered.

While listening to the various instructions, Ding Xirui silently memorized the faces of the Lin family members. Looking at Mrs. Lin's arrangements, she suddenly remembered the scene in "Dream of Red Mansions" where Wang Xifeng assisted in managing Ningguo Mansion. A woman who could manage the family in an orderly manner was amazing. While Ding Xirui was still admiring her, Mrs. Lin had almost finished her arrangements and was about to get up and walk out. Seeing that her eldest sister-in-law was holding one side, she quickly stepped forward and held the other side. Mrs. Lin turned her head and looked at her, but did not refuse.

"Dashun, come with me to the backyard first. The distant relatives who came to the wedding banquet today have not yet settled in. Are the rooms in the backyard ready?" Mrs. Lin asked as they walked.

"Yes, according to your instructions, it has been arranged a few days ago." Dashun replied.

"Yuexin, Xirui, come with me." Mrs. Lin continued.

"Yes." Lin's eldest sister-in-law and Ding Xirui answered.

The group came to the backyard and settled the distant relatives of the Lin family who had come to attend the wedding banquet. No one had expected that the wedding banquet would turn into a funeral. Many of them had been helped by the Lin family and were very sad. One family cried particularly sadly.

"Madam, we live far away in the mountains and haven't come to the city to pay respects to the old lady for many years. I didn't expect that she would pass away after just one meeting..." The father couldn't help crying, and his two children also wiped their tears quietly. Ding Xirui found that the three of them always pulled their sleeves down intentionally or unintentionally. She stared at the girl for a while and saw the mottled scar-like marks on her arms.

"Could it be?" Ding Xirui was about to ask if it was domestic violence, but after a closer look, he saw that all three of them had it on their arms. The situation was special at this time, so Ding Xirui couldn't ask and had to find another time.

After everyone was settled, several maids came running over, holding mourning clothes.

"Change your clothes first, and then go to the old lady's room." Mrs. Lin ordered.

"Yes." Lin's eldest sister-in-law and Ding Xirui took their leave.

As soon as she left the backyard, Ding Xirui was stunned. She didn't know the way back. At this time, Nanxing stepped forward and said, "Young Madam, this way."

"Okay." Ding Xirui then realized that Nanxing had been following her, and she couldn't help but feel more grateful to Lin Mingxuan.

When they returned to their own yard, they happened to meet Lin Mingxuan face to face. Lin Mingxuan had already changed his clothes, which scared Ding Xirui.

"Are you back to change clothes?" Lin Mingxuan asked.

"Yes." Ding Xirui replied.

"Then I'll wait for you here. We'll have to go to grandma's room in a while." Lin Mingxuan said.

"No need, you go first and we will follow." Ding Xirui wanted to go to the bathroom, and Lin Mingxuan would be very embarrassed here.

"Okay, then I'll go first. Nanxing will follow you, and you can find him if you have any problems." Lin Mingxuan said.

"Okay, thank you." Ding Xirui replied as he quickly walked towards the bedroom.

While changing clothes, Ding Xirui asked, "Banxia, ​​did you notice that family just now?"

"Miss, are you talking about the last family of three? They seem to have wounds on their arms." Banxia replied.

"Yes." Ding Xirui said.

"Miss, what do you need Banxia for?" Banxia asked.

"We have a chance to get in touch with that girl. If you see her, please help me pay attention to what's wrong with her arm, is it a scar or something else?" Ding Xirui said.

"Also, find out what they usually eat. Make sure you find out clearly." Ding Xirui added.

“Okay.” Banxia took note.

After packing up, the two followed Nanxing to the old lady's courtyard. A lot of people were already wearing mourning clothes, and Ding Xirui couldn't recognize them for a while. Nanxing led her to the eldest sister-in-law of the Lin family and quietly stepped aside.

Ding Xirui followed her sister-in-law, and knelt and stood up according to the instructions of the person in charge. After repeating this several times, she felt dizzy. She had not met Mrs. Lin yet, so she could not express her feelings. She just tried her best to think about the difficulties and struggles of a woman in the harem of this era, and her last wishes and hopes. As she thought about it, she also shed tears silently.

After a night of vigil, Ding Xirui and her sister-in-law snuggled together and almost fell asleep. At 10 o'clock in the morning, the cook came in and placed porridge in the side hall. Everyone in the Lin family went to eat in batches. Ding Xirui was silently grateful that she could eat porridge during the funeral. If she was asked to fast for three days, she didn't know if she would faint. She looked at Lin Mingxuan and found that his eyes were red and swollen. It seemed that his grandmother's departure really made him sad.

After a few days of mourning, Ding Xirui felt dizzy and her steps were light. However, the news Banxia got made her feel energetic again.

One day, while changing clothes in her room, Banxia reported the news she had gotten: "Miss, I have learned everything about the family of three. The bruises on their arms were not caused by a beating, but by a scab from an illness. In the past two years, people there have inexplicably developed skin diseases. First, there are red spots, then itching, then pus oozing out, then scabs forming, and finally they look like that."

"What do they usually eat?" Ding Xirui asked.

"They eat a kind of grain called corn. The little brother said that they used to not have enough to eat, but since they started planting corn, their daily rations have increased and they can fill their stomachs a little more, so they all like corn very much." Banxia replied.

"Maize is corn, so I know what's wrong with them." Ding Xirui thought silently.

"Banxia, ​​go back and find out when they are leaving. Before they leave, find a way to bring the girl to see me." She ordered.

"Yes, miss. Are they suffering from some disease?" Banxia asked curiously.

"Yes, they have 'pellagra'." Ding Xirui replied.