Chapter 107
On the eighteenth day of the month, Song Youan prepared twenty cakes and came to Shangshu Mansion again.
Seeing Mrs. Shangshu again this time, Song You'an looked much calmer on the surface. Although his heart was inevitably fluctuating, he was not as close to losing control as he had been last time.
"Miss Song has prepared many new tricks today."
Looking at the small cake that was presented, Mrs. Shangshu said with a smile, but her voice sounded a little hoarse when she spoke.
“They’re all pretty good-looking.”
“It looks delicious.”
Several ladies on the side saw it and sincerely praised him.
Song You'an nodded lightly, lowered her head and explained: "In the past few days, the plum rain has been raining every day, which makes people feel depressed. So the daughter of the people thought of doing something new to let the ladies see something new, and she thought that her mood would be better. Better.”
"Miss Song is interested."
"It's rare for the sun to come out today. It's really pleasant to listen to the opera and cakes. Miss Song...ahem..."
Mrs. Shangshu suddenly coughed in the middle of her words. Upon seeing this, the nanny on the side quickly stepped forward to help her calm down: "Madam, it is better to speak less. The doctor has ordered her."
"Hey, I just heard Mrs. Shangshu's voice sound a little hoarse when she spoke. Is she still ill?" Upon seeing this, a lady quickly asked with concern.
Several other ladies also cast concerned glances.
Mrs. Shangshu coughed for a while before she stopped, and waved her hand with a helpless smile: "Maybe it has been raining continuously these days, and I accidentally got moisture into my body. The sun just came out to bask in it today, so it won't be a problem."< br>
"Ma'am, please take care of yourself!"
"Yes, otherwise Lord Shangshu will be heartbroken."
This sentence made all the ladies and maids present purse their lips and smile. No one knew that Master Shangshu and his wife were a perfect match. The happy story of husband and wife's harmony has been circulated in Kyoto and is enviable.
Mrs. Shangshu seemed to be used to this kind of joke. She just smiled when she heard this, then turned to look at Song Youan and continued what she had just left unfinished: "Miss Song worked hard today, and I should reward her."
"Thank you, madam."
It happened that the troupe came on stage at this time, and the ladies' attention was attracted.
Song You'an carefully raised her eyes to look at Mrs. Shangshu. Although she had not recovered from her serious illness, her face looked good, and her profile with focused eyebrows was exactly the same as that of her aunt.
After just a few furtive glances, Song Youan's eyes couldn't help but turn red again.
"Miss Song, will you come with me to collect the reward and leave the house?" Grandma stepped forward at the right time and spoke softly.
Song Youan calmed down and nodded, then followed her mother out of the yard.
Mrs. Fuyang Hou turned her head to look at Song Youan's leaving figure, and finally sighed silently.
Today, she received an extra fifty taels of silver. Song You'an followed her grandma on the way out of the house and couldn't help but ask: "Mammy, madam, how many days has she been sick?"
"I fell ill four days ago. I asked a doctor to come over that day. He said that the cough was caused by moisture entering the body and my wife's fear of cold." Mammy said and sighed: "Cough is the most difficult thing to endure. Damn it, my wife hasn’t slept well these past few days, and it didn’t get better until yesterday.”
Somehow, maybe because she thought of her aunt, Song Youan felt distressed and anxious after hearing these words.
It's a pity that she doesn't know medicine and can't help much.
"Mother Li, who is she?"
At this time, the two of them suddenly met a young man in brocade clothes on the road. He was fair and handsome, and his dark blue brocade clothes could not conceal his nobility. He was looking at Song You'an curiously.
Song You'an stopped with Grandma Li, and saw Grandma Li bending down to salute and then calling him "Young Master". "Back to the young master, this is Miss Song. She came into the house to deliver cakes to the ladies."
Gu Yuanhuai nodded gently when he heard this, looked at Song You'an and asked: "Are you the Miss Song who lives in You'anju?"
"Yes." Song Youan lowered his head, resisting the urge to look up at the other person.
Madam Shangshu looked exactly like her aunt. She was really curious whether Madam Shangshu's son would look like Brother Tianpei?
"I heard that various academies have recently spread that Miss Song is developing that Fengyoujing?" Gu Yuanhuai walked closer and asked in a low voice: "Miss, you have the finished product now? Can you sell it to me first?"
As soon as he got closer, a crisp pine scent hit the tip of his nose, and it smelled very good.
Song Youan said quickly: "Don't worry, young master, Fengyoujing will be sold in Kyoto soon."
When she went out this morning, she just received a call from the production factory, asking her to pick up the goods. The first batch of Fengyoujing has been produced.
"Is the quantity enough?" Gu Yuanhuai said worriedly: "I heard that the things Miss Song sells are always very popular. I'm afraid I won't be able to buy them."
"Master, you are worrying too much. This time the quantity is enough." Song Youan said.
Hearing this, Gu Yuanhuai raised his eyebrows, raised his lips and smiled: "Okay, girl, walk slowly."
The moment they brushed against each other, Song You'an raised his head slightly and stared at the other person sideways. Although it was a quick glance, he looked at everything.
He looks very handsome, but completely different from Brother Tianpei.
For some reason, she actually felt a little disappointed.
After leaving Shangshu Mansion, Song Youan went to Shande Medical Center.
"Gone?"
In the medical clinic, Song Youan's eyes widened in shock after hearing what the little medicine boy said.
The little medicine boy nodded: "I left the day before yesterday afternoon. The master wanted to keep the little girl for observation for a few more days, but the little girl refused and insisted on letting her brother take her away."
"Has her illness been cured?" Song You'an asked.
He was unconscious when he was delivered that day. Can he recover in just a few days? Song Youan was a little worried.
The little medicine boy curled his lips: "Although they are not completely healed, it is nothing serious. The master told them that although they can leave, they must remember to come back to get medicine. The little girl must drink enough medicine for three courses of treatment."
Unexpectedly, as soon as Xiao Yao's fairy tale sound finished, Yuan Bao appeared at the door of the hospital.
"Girl?"
When he saw Song You'an, Yuan Bao's eyes widened with joy and he hurried over.
Seeing this, the little medicine boy knew that he was here to get medicine, so he went into the medicine table on his own.
Song Youan saw Yuan Bao and asked directly: "Why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days, where is your sister?"
Yuanbao explained: "She insisted on going back to raise her. She knew that a day at the hospital would cost a lot of money. She was afraid that we would not be able to pay her back in the future, so she wanted to spend less."
"But don't worry, girl, I will listen to Grandpa Li and let Caicai drink enough medicine for three courses of treatment."
Song You'an sighed silently when she heard the words. She looked down at Yuan Bao, her face covered with dirt could not cover his bright and clear eyes.
They are all people abandoned by fate, but they are so sensible at such a young age that it makes people feel heartbroken.
"Don't leave in a hurry. Come with me somewhere." Song Youan said.
Yuan Bao nodded without hesitation. He would do whatever the girl said because he wanted to repay her.