Cheng Yueyao Was So Pitiful
She wasn't exactly a kind person; she understood the saying that kindness is often taken advantage of.
She had won the jewelry honestly, and looking at Cheng Yueyao, she said, "When we get back later, I'll give you half of the jewelry."
Cheng Yueyao gently shook her head and said, "No, even if you give it to me, it won't be mine."
Zhou Wanwan frowned, looking at her and said, "What do you mean by that?"
She always felt that Cheng Yueyao was hiding something, but Cheng Yueyao refused to say more.
In the morning, she learned to read with her teacher, and in the afternoon, she learned embroidery from the embroidery master. Writing was a very simple thing, but embroidery was still a bit difficult for Zhou Wanwan.
She only knows cross-stitch, which is very simple, with numbers marked on it, and you only need to know one type of cross stitch.
Ancient embroidery was different; it had many different patterns, including satin stitch and line stitch.
There are also techniques like seed stitch and rolling stitch, each with different stitches and methods, resulting in vivid and three-dimensional embroidered pieces.
Fortunately, Zhou Wanwan was already familiar with silver needles and had a good feel for them. This embroidery was not much different from her usual needlework.
She studied the old woman's demonstration for a while and quickly got the hang of it.
Pick up a fine silver needle, thread it with colorful silk, and try stitching on the brocade.
In no time at all, she was able to embroider a few simple Little Flower. Although the stitches weren't particularly fine, they were still quite neat, which made the old woman next to her nod in approval.
I embroidered for two hours this afternoon, then I could go home.
The curriculum in ancient times was relatively simple. In the morning, students learned to recognize characters, and in the afternoon, they learned embroidery, painting, and playing the guqin (a seven-stringed zither).
These are the most basic things. Young ladies from wealthy families would also have renowned tutors to teach them, which is actually quite similar to the learning methods used today.
Raising a noblewoman is no easy task.
After finishing her embroidery lesson, Zhou Wanwan returned to the courtyard with Cheng Yueyao Cheng Yueyao, whose courtyard was filled with all sorts of exotic flowers and plants.
Zhou Wanwan was holding a celadon teacup, her fingertips just about to pick up a piece of osmanthus cake, when her wrist was suddenly bumped hard.
Cheng Yueyao's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she stomped hard on the osmanthus cake, saying, "This is my stuff, how dare you touch it? Get out of here right now."
Zhou Wanwan frowned and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Suddenly she heard the marigolds blooming brightly beside her say:
"This young lady is quite pitiful. She's trapped here every day and can't go anywhere except to the school. She doesn't even have anyone to talk to."
That wet nurse was terrifying. She frequently drugged her to make her easier to care for the baby. And now, another one has appeared.
Zhou Wanwan was taken aback. She picked up the pastry next to her, smelled it, and realized that the ingredients were indeed wrong.
This product actually uses jujube seed powder. Jujube seed powder is sweet and sour in taste and neutral in nature. It enters the heart and liver meridians and can nourish the liver and heart, calm the mind and soothe the nerves.
When ground into powder and mixed into food, it has no obvious odor. Within fifteen minutes of eating it, one will feel drowsy, have heavy eyelids, and then fall into a deep sleep.
However, upon waking, there was no dizziness or weakness, only a feeling of mental well-being, which made it difficult for others to notice anything unusual.
Zhou Wanwan frowned and looked at Cheng Yueyao, asking, "Does she often give you this to eat?"
Cheng Yueyao looked at Zhou Wanwan and said, "Sister, can you even tell from what's on your mind?"
Zhou Wanwan nodded, and Cheng Yueyao said softly:
"I didn't know before, but one time I saw the wet nurse sprinkle some powder on it, and I felt something was wrong."
My wet nurse was horrible, she...
Then the wet nurse walked over from a distance and said, "Miss, it's time to receive guests. You should go back to your own courtyard."
Zhou Wanwan stared coldly at the wet nurse; this wet nurse had far too many problems.
Cheng Yueyao immediately became obedient and followed her wet nurse.
Zhou Wanwan returned to her own courtyard. The courtyard that Madam Cheng had prepared for her was quite nice, with many laurel trees in the yard.
Zhou Wanwan sat in the courtyard, listening to Yuegui's chatter. "That old man is giving her acupuncture again, that little baby is so pitiful."
"It's not just pitiful, they also feed her that kind of medicine, and if she doesn't listen, they make her sleep. This little girl is asleep again."
"That's not all. That old hag even secretly took the young lady's things at night, tsk tsk tsk..."
"This family's young lady has been spoiled rotten; it's so pitiful."
Lingbao jumped directly to the next room, and after a while, it returned. "Poor Cheng Yueyao, she's asleep now."
Zhou Wanwan was really angry when she saw two maids carrying roast chicken, braised pork knuckle with bone in soy sauce, and Dongpo braised pork belly into the room.
The maid said, "Miss Zhou, this is what the kitchen made for you. Please have dinner first!"
Zhou Wanwan looked at the two girls and said, "Put the food here! I'll eat after I take a shower."
The two maids nodded and left. Once in the courtyard, the Daya said, "Didn't the wet nurse tell us to stay there and watch over her?"
"Hmph! That brat has never eaten anything good before. Her eyes were practically popping out of her head when she saw those dishes. Just you wait! She'll be finished in no time."
"That's true, after all, we're from the countryside. Let's wait here for a while!"
Looking at the three dishes, Zhou Wanwan said, "This wet nurse is really something; she's drugged all of these dishes."
Lingbao sniffed it carefully and said, "There are a lot of morning glories in here."
Zhou Wanwan nodded and said, "Morning glories, ground into a small amount and added, are cold in nature and poisonous, and can cause severe diarrhea."
Lingbao snorted coldly and said, "This woman is really ruthless. I wonder what her background is."
Just as Zhou Wanwan was about to speak, she heard the camellia in the courtyard say:
"Hey! That woman is really malicious; she wants to turn our young lady into a puppet."
Then she married her son, who was already ten years old and a lazy good-for-nothing.
Zhou Wanwan looked at the camellia and said, "You seem to know quite a lot. Do you know where her son is now?"
"Ah... you... you can actually hear what I'm saying."
Zhou Wanwan laughed and said, "Yes! I understand. You seem to know quite a lot of information, don't you?"
Camellia looked at her and said:
"That's natural; it was previously placed in the side courtyard."
"We moved all these flowers and plants from the side courtyard, so naturally we know about that woman's family situation."
Zhou Wanwan looked at it and asked, "Where exactly is that side courtyard? What's the situation with her family?"
Camellia covered her mouth and said, "I won't tell. I don't like talking about these things with humans."
Zhou Wanwan looked at it calmly and said, "You'd better think this through! If you really don't tell me, then I'll start cutting your flowers, and I'll cut them all off."
"Humans are indeed the most despicable people. Okay, okay, I'll tell you!"
Keep going straight down the road ahead, then turn right and then left. There's a road there; that's the side courtyard.
However, the environment in the side courtyard is no worse than here. You could say that all of us flowers were discarded; we were the ones that had stopped growing well, which is why we were moved to the main courtyard.