Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich-Chapter 184 - 183 Missing Certain Items
Chapter 184: Chapter 183: Missing Certain Items
Chapter 184 -183: Missing Certain Items
Meng Zhaojun only thought that since Tang Shunyan was going to the Ye family, she would follow along, hoping to influence Tang Shunyan’s feelings for the Ye family’s sisters.
However, her approach today backfired. Not only did she fail to make a better impression on Tang Shunyan, but she also didn’t stop his feelings for the Ye family’s sisters. Instead, it made the young boy have a grievance against her.
At the moment, Meng Zhaojun was angry. Her ladylike temper flared up as she felt everyone, including her own brother, was siding with the Ye family’s sisters, which made her very unhappy.
All the way home, she didn’t speak to her brother and had Mei Jing and Liang Chen fan her.
Before, either at the Ye family’s estate or at their own estate, she had not felt so hot. Even at mealtime, she only felt a bit warm, without the sensation of sweating profusely.
Sitting in the carriage now, a breeze from the moving carriage’s window passed by. However, it still felt scorchingly hot, leading to an unbearable sweating all over her body.
Perhaps her irritability made the heat feel even more intolerable, making her miss the days with air conditioning even more.
In ancient times, continuously supplying ice to cool the room also cost the family a considerable amount of money.
After the two groups entered the East City Gate, they began to disperse and head in the direction of their respective homes.
She had no intention of getting out of the carriage to chat. The ground seemed too scorching, and the midday sun was unbearable.
When the carriage arrived at the Meng Residence’s gate, Meng Zhaojun was helped down by the Maid Mei Jing. Ignoring the fruit and not paying attention to her brother, she went straight to her room.
Seeing that the Lady was upset, Mei Jing accompanied her back, while Liang Chen had to arrange for the guards to carry the fruit into the residence and to bring some to the Lady’s courtyard.
The baskets brought down from the horseback attracted the servants of the residence; seeing the young master and Lady return with so much fruit, they all pitched in to distribute it.
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Meng Ruixiang left the arrangements to Liang Chen, as he was also extremely hot and went back to his room alone.
He was aware of his younger sister’s anger but did not go to coax her. Her impolite behavior today was objectionable to him, a person who had been taught etiquette from a young age, and he could not indulge her.
Madam Meng and the others in the house were informed by the Maids and the old woman who carried the fruit that the son and daughter had returned, at which time the couple were taking their noon rest.
Upon learning of their children’s return, she did not immediately have them come to see her.
Upon returning to her room, Meng Zhaojun immediately asked to have bathwater brought in; she felt her clothes were soaked with sweat, and there was an itchy sensation on her back, which she feared might be prickly heat.
During the sweltering summer, Meng Zhaojun desired a cold bath, but the Maid brought her warm water, prompting her to want to lose her temper, glaring at the Maid Mei Jing.
“Lady, you’ve sweated so much, suddenly bathing in cold water might cause a cold. Please, Lady, just take a warm bath!”
Mei Jing pleaded with her eyes. As Maids, if they made any mistakes in serving the Lady, they could face not only a fine but possibly other punishments as well.
“Hmph, then it can only be warm water at first, but I want cold water for the finish and to wash my hair as well,” she demanded.
“Yes, yes,”
Mei Jing obediently washed Meng Zhaojun’s hair first, then filled her bath with two buckets of warm water, which required the help of other Maids to accomplish.
To accommodate the masters, the kitchen often kept hot water ready, especially for the young master, who bathed two or three times a day in the summer. It was a sign of cleanliness, but it was also hard on the servants.
After Mei Jing helped her wash her hair, Meng Zhaojun luxuriously soaked in a flower bath and nearly fell asleep in the tub.
It was only when Mei Jing scrubbed her back and noticed her dozing off that she wrapped her in a large towel, carried her back to bed, and dressed her.
Meng Zhaojun thoroughly enjoyed the attentiveness befitting a child, as well as the service due to a young Lady, lying contently on a bed chilled with ice, feeling sleepiness wash over her.
After the Lady fell asleep, Mei Jing tiptoed out of the room. While the little master was extremely overheated, she too felt very hot but had to endure it all the same.
Just now, when I bathed the little master, it made her body steam with heat. Her clothes, already damp with sweat, now felt even more clammy with perspiration.
The room was cool with the ice placed inside, but staying in the room with wet clothes could cause a cold. I crawled out to go back to my room to change into a fresh set of clothes and gently wiped my body with a damp towel.
As a servant, we aren’t so particular and certainly can’t waste the master’s belongings.
Mei Jing had other maids wait outside the Lady’s room while she went to wash the clothes she had changed out of.
There was an old woman in charge of laundry, but she only washed the clothes of the master’s family. We servants washed our own clothes, of course, looking after each other, taking turns on duty when someone was busy.
Liang Chen was back, having changed her clothes and wiped down her body, out to wash clothes as well.
“Lady, are you asleep?”
“Hmm,” Mei Jing responded to Liang Chen’s question with a nasal hum.
“The Lady is angry, so don’t talk too much, otherwise she might take it out on you.”
“Liang Chen, thank you, I understand.”
“Our Lady can be quick-tempered but quite generous. As long as you go along with her temperament, everything is easy to handle. We are neither the Madam nor the Old Master and the young master; we can’t say anything else.”
“Understood.”
Liang Chen and Mei Jing were both servants who had come to the Capital City with the Old Master and Madam, and had been with the Lady since her birth. By this time, both of them were around eighteen or nineteen years old.
They had been second-class maids at the sides of the Old Master and Madam since they were eleven or twelve years old. Since the birth of the Lady, they had become Maids to her.
Attending a Lady as young as her, they didn’t expect to follow her to her marriage. If they were to follow the Lady to her marriage, perhaps they wouldn’t be able to marry themselves.
This also depended on whether the master would allow them to marry.
Both of them were signed to life contracts. If the master did not show mercy, they would do this job until they were old.
Or perhaps they would be married off by the master to a guard or housekeeper of the estate. All they hoped for was to be safe. If they did something wrong, they could be punished severely or even killed without legal consequences.
For their lives were entirely in the hands of their master.
When Meng Zhaojun awoke again, she felt awoken by hunger, not sure if it was because she ate too much fruit today and too little rice, digesting it too quickly.
This time, every time she ate the Ye family’s fruits, she felt this way. Normally, she didn’t feel like eating rice when she was served with plenty of meats and fishes, especially in this hot weather. Looking at the meals, she didn’t feel like eating them at all, but now she felt the urge to eat more rice.
“Lady, have you woken up?” Mei Jing brought in the water for washing the face.
Liang Chen was also ready to help the Lady dress. The two worked together, and soon had the Lady well dressed.
“Let’s go, I’m hungry…”
“Mm-hmm, that’s great! The Lady feeling like eating meals will definitely make Madam very happy.” Mei Jing seemed as delighted as if it were her own joy, with a hint of sincere emotion, a lively and naive demeanor.
Liang Chen smiled along quietly, not speaking. Her demeanor was calmer, and perhaps because of this, Meng Zhaojun entrusted her with more responsibilities.
“Hmm”
Meng Zhaojun didn’t say much and went to her mother’s courtyard, entering the parlor. There, she saw her mother sitting, with fruits arranged on the table in the living room.
