The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Although Mrs. Feng's cover-up was good, Jiang Si still noticed that the other person's expression stiffened for an instant after she said to ask for a dowry.

Jiang Si’s mother Su has passed away for many years, and Mrs. Feng has always been in charge of the key to the dowry. Although Mrs. Feng has long threatened to take out the dowry when the three children of the big room get married, Jiang Si knows to ask for it in advance. If you want, Mrs. Feng will cut the meat.

The Su family was a daughter of the Yining Hou's mansion, and the number of dowries was not small. Although the income of those paved farms had accounts, it was too easy for the lavish money to make money.

The money born out of that is of course not included in Su's dowry. As for whereabouts, it goes without saying.

"Although you are in time, but you haven't learned housekeeping, how easy is it to take care of your dowry?" Mrs. Feng was caught off guard by Jiang Si's words, and her tone became colder.

Jiang Si still smiled and said: "It is precisely because it is not easy to take care of the dowry that my granddaughter wants to learn it now. Previously, the granddaughter married the third son of Anguo Gongfu, and the third son was the youngest son. . But now the granddaughter’s relationship with him has become dirty, and it will be said that he is not allowed to marry what kind of family."

Speaking of marriage, Jiang Si didn't blush at all, looking at Mrs. Feng's expression, and then said: "In case the granddaughter marries a parent and child, but doesn't even have the ability to be a housekeeper, it will definitely make people laugh. The granddaughter was caught It’s not a big deal for people to laugh, but if someone says that our Bofu doesn’t raise girls, that’s the sin of the granddaughter."

After listening to Jiang Si's words, Mrs. Feng looked a little wonderful.

It was the first time that she discovered that this granddaughter was so good at speaking, but there was some truth in what she said.

However, the marriage between Bo's House and Anguo Gong's Mansion has become stale, and Jiang seems to have little hope of marrying within a year or two.

After such a long time, Mrs. Feng would not be willing to hand in such a large amount of dowry to Jiang Si.

Mrs. Feng pondered for a while: "It's a good thing that you can think like this, but everything has to be done step by step, and you can't make a fat man with one bite. So, from tomorrow on, you will follow your second aunt to see how she takes care of her duties. Yes, wait for ten and a half days and then let your second aunt divide a job for you. As for the dowry, at least you must be familiar with these things."

Familiar with the sewing room, as well as shopping, familiar with the shopping, and human relations, as long as she thinks, Jiang Si needs to learn too much. After learning these one by one, one or two years will pass.

If Jiang Si gets married smoothly in one or two years, of course she will not be able to lose the notoriety of corrupting his wife’s dowry, and those dowries will naturally be handed over to Jiang Si.

After listening to Mrs. Feng's words, Jiang Si struggled, but finally shook his head and said, "The granddaughter wants the dowry left by her mother!"

Mrs. Feng's face sank: "Four girls, grandma has said so clearly, don't you listen? Do you think grandma will embezzle what your mother left behind?"

"Of course my granddaughter doesn't think so."

Mrs. Feng's expression eased: "That's it, then you can do what your grandmother said, grandmother will not harm you."

"But my granddaughter needs money."

"Rouge gouache and four-season clothes are all purchased by the Fuzhong. You still have monthly money. Isn't it enough?"

"The granddaughter wants to make a small kitchen and cook for herself in the future."

"Naughty!" Mrs. Feng became angry when she heard that, dare to feel that this girl was making trouble for a long time because she had a mouthful.

Mother Feng, standing next to Mrs. Feng, kept her lips secretly.

The entire Bofu has a small kitchen in the Charity Hall, not even the second wife, but the four girls are clamoring to make a small kitchen. Sure enough, this girl without a mother's discipline is ignorant.

The maid Axi snorted at Afnu.

It seems that the four girls are going to be unlucky.

Jiang Si didn't care about Mrs. Feng's anger at all, and said in a calm tone: "The granddaughter dare not mess around, but she will starve to death if she doesn't build a small kitchen. She has to come to her grandmother to survive."

"What are you talking about? In order to make a small kitchen, what would it look like to spread the word?" Mrs. Feng scolded.

"Aman, Aqiao, bring in the food box."

Soon the bead curtain was lifted, and Aman and Aqiao walked in one after another.

The two maids each carried a food box in their hands and came to Mrs. Feng to bow down.

Mrs. Feng was too lazy to talk to the maid, but stared at Jiang with a cold face.

"Take out those meals and ask the old lady to have a look."

Aman and Aqiao quickly took out the food from the food box and filled the table.

"This is noon, this is night. Grandma can let people taste the food to see if they can swallow them." Jiang Si finally put a smile on his lips and said coldly.

Mrs. Feng glanced at her, staying at the dinner for a while, frowning and saying, "Although the selling is a little different, why can't you swallow it? I don't think these dishes have been touched."

Since he has never been passive, how did Jiang Si know that it is difficult to swallow?

Jiang Si chuckled, "It was because it was difficult to swallow that I didn't move the chopsticks anymore. If my grandmother doesn't believe it, let me taste it."

"Axi--" Mrs. Feng motioned to Axi.

Axi reluctantly.

As the old lady's maid, she is no worse than the girls in terms of eating. Who wants to eat these cold meals.

However, these thoughts can only be hidden in her heart, and she immediately responded, picking up a pair of clean chopsticks and looking at the food on the table.

Let's try some cold dishes, at least this is already cold and the taste will not change much.

Axi picked up a chopsticks cold fungus and put it in her mouth. When she tasted the taste, she hurriedly vomited into the veil, covered her mouth and coughed.

"What's the matter?" Mrs. Feng asked in a deep voice.

Axi choked with tears: "It seems that there was too much mustard..."

"Afu, you go try something else." At this time, Mrs. Feng had already thought about it.

Ah Fu tasted a few dishes. Although he did not react as much as Ah Xi, his face was also ugly, and said to Mrs. Feng: "The taste... is a little worse..."

"The women in the kitchen are getting more and more sneaky!"

Jiang Si smiled: "It used to be pretty good, but today is the same for two consecutive meals. Grandma, why don't you call your second aunt and ask, could it be that she changed the cook but didn't tell her grandmother?"

Mrs. Feng did not respond to Jiang Si's words for a while, but looked at her deeply.

The girl's delicate chin slightly raised, letting Mrs. Feng look at it.

The eyes of the two collided, and Mrs. Feng could not see a trace of shrinking from those radiant eyes.

Mrs. Feng put away her scrutiny gaze, and said to A Fu: "Go and ask the second wife to come over."

Jiang seemed to bend his lips.

A **** once taught her that if she wants someone to agree to a small condition, she must first propose a big condition that the other party is unwilling to accept anyway.

In this case, that small condition will easily be met.

This is a wild asking price, paying back on the spot.

It seems that he is right.