frightfiction Chapter 254 You're Going to Have a New Brother
Chapter 254 You're Going to Have a New Brother
After hearing Mo Yu's words, Shui Yun returned to her usual indifference: "We should do whatever the master tells us to do. Besides, can your skills be as good as mine when it comes to carrying out missions for the master?"
Hearing these provocative words, Mo Yu immediately lost his composure.
He sneered, "If you have time, let's spar with each other some other day?!"
Shui Yun glanced at Mo Yu indifferently.
He said calmly, "I'm at your service any time."
Listening to what the two said, Jiang Wanqing shook his head helplessly.
She finally realized that these two people had started to disagree with each other since some time ago.
After Nanny Su prepared the food, everyone rushed towards the courtyard where Zhou Musheng was.
When they arrived at Zhou Musheng's yard, all the lazy servants and maids suddenly perked up.
Bow to Jiang Wanqing.
Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but frown.
I think Song Nansheng now really thinks she is pregnant with her second child. She has been staying in the old lady's yard to take care of the baby. I'm afraid she has no time to care about Zhou Musheng.
In the past, Zhou Musheng’s wet nurse was still here, and this yard was still managed by someone.
But later, he used some tricks to get rid of Zhou Musheng's wet nurse.
The maids in the courtyard are used to flattering others.
In their eyes, Zhou Musheng was just an adopted son.
If she doesn't get the attention of the mistress or the old lady, she will probably be easily ignored by the maids.
Jiang Wanqing hasn't stepped into this yard for a long time.
Therefore, those maids thought that Zhou Musheng was not favored.
Jiang Wanqing's appearance now surprised all the maids.
Jiang Wanqing called one of the maids and asked, "Where is Mu Sheng?"
The maid lowered her head and pointed in a direction.
He replied respectfully, "Master Mu Sheng is having dinner there."
The maid was afraid that Jiang Wanqing would find fault with her.
Sese lowered her head and answered cautiously.
Jiang Wanqing looked in the direction the maid pointed.
Then, he walked towards the room where Zhou Zigu usually had his meals.
Only then did I reach the door.
Suddenly, I heard Zhou Musheng's complaining words.
"Why are these dishes again? They are always the same for three meals a day. I never thought that a mansion as dignified as the Marquis of Xingchang would be so poor?"
"I don't want to eat these nasty dishes anymore."
"I used to listen to my mother and have a table full of delicious food. But now? I only have three dishes and one soup."
"If I had known this, I shouldn't have listened to..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard the sound of chopsticks dropping.
Zhou Musheng had no place to vent his complaints, so he could only throw his chopsticks in protest.
Just then, Jiang Wanqing slowly walked forward and picked up a pair of chopsticks on the ground.
Zhou Musheng felt that someone was blocking his view.
When he looked up, he saw Jiang Wanqing appear in his yard at some point.
Zhou Musheng felt a little embarrassed when he thought of what he had just said.
He stood up in panic and glanced to the side with an extremely unnatural expression.
Jiang Wanqing walked up to Zhou Musheng and placed the chopsticks on the table.
He looked at Zhou Musheng with a smile.
Then he slowly asked, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done anything."
Zhou Musheng then reacted and realized that he had almost revealed the secret.
Both my father and mother told me not to say these things to Jiang Wanqing.
Zhou Musheng hesitated for a moment.
Then he shook his head: "Nothing...Mother..."
Zhou Musheng called out the word "mother" in a very low voice.
It was like the sound of a mosquito.
It seemed that he was still brooding over what happened with Jiang Wanqing before.
It also seemed like he was looking for an excuse to bow his head and show goodwill.
Jiang Wanqing glanced at the three dishes and one soup on the table.
Vegetable and tofu soup, stir-fried vegetables, mapo tofu, chicken stewed with mushrooms.
These dishes don’t seem to be that terrible.
Jiang Wanqing shook his head helplessly.
It seems that I took too good care of Zhou Musheng before.
Now, he is afraid that he cannot accept the current class change.
Jiang Wanqing said slowly: "These dishes are not bad. For an ordinary family, having a meat dish is already pretty good."
Zhou Musheng retorted: "Whose young master in the Marquis's Mansion only eats three dishes and one soup?"
Jiang Wanqing was surprised.
Since when did Zhou Musheng develop this mentality?
However, this is just right.
It was exactly what she wanted.
This is how Zhou Musheng should be.
Jiang Wanqing sighed.
Looking at Zhou Musheng, there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
Then he said faintly: "This kind of food is already very good."
Zhou Musheng stared, "You call this good? Look at these dishes. Compared with the dishes I ate before... forget it, don't even say they are compared. There is no comparison at all."
Jiang Wanqing sneered, "These are the dishes that your grandmother ate, your aunt ate, and the maids and servants ate. Why is it that you can't eat them now?"
After a pause, Jiang Wanqing sighed again: "I'm not asking you to compare with the previous one, but with the later one. Besides, I'm afraid that even a soup worth 310 yuan will be unpalatable in the future."
When Zhou Musheng heard this, his expression changed slightly, and his little face was full of dissatisfaction.
Incredibly, he asked, "What does it mean that I won't even have three dishes and one soup in the future? Are you really going to be so harsh to me, mother?"
Jiang Wanqing's eyes flickered.
I realized that Zhou Musheng might have misunderstood what I meant.
I'm afraid that the other party thought that the three dishes and one soup were targeted by me.
At that moment, he said again: "Harsh? How come? Everyone in the mansion eats like this because the Xingchang Marquisate has only so much money. If you think it's harsh, you can just get out of the Xingchang Marquisate!"
At the end, Jiang Wanqing's voice became a little cold and serious.
Zhou Musheng’s face turned pale.
Jiang Wanqing had always spoken to him in a nice way.
I have never seen such a cold face.
He also didn't want to leave the Marquis of Xingchang's Mansion, didn't want to leave his mother, and didn't want to leave his father's home.
At that moment, with a panic tone, he said, "Mother, that's not what I meant... I just want to know why there are no more dishes and soup after that..."
Jiang Wanqing looked at Zhou Musheng with sympathy.
Then he took a step forward.
He squatted down and looked at Zhou Musheng at eye level.
She slowly said, "Mother is not targeting you on purpose, it's just that you will soon have a younger brother or sister, so your allowance will naturally be reduced by half."