Chapter 424 The food delivery girl and the lame man
"Husband, madam..."
The two maids trembled and shouted, and the last words were trembling.
Seeing the two little girls kneeling on the ground shaking like chaff, Nanzhi's eyes showed no emotion.
"What is your name?"
Nanzhi opened his mouth, and the two little girls trembled, and then one of them hurriedly answered: "Excuse me, madam, your servant Qinglian."
Seeing that the little sisters beside him had already replied, the other person could only bite the bullet and said: "Madam, your servant Cheng Yue."
"What is it for?"
"Madam, we are the handymen in the kitchen. We usually work with the cook."
Not hearing the anger in Nanzhi's tone, Qinglian became bolder and answered with her head lowered.
Nanzhi glanced at them and didn't speak. He just raised his chin and turned around to enter the kitchen.
Mapo didn't say anything, just glanced at the two kneeling people, and followed Nanzhi into the kitchen.
The former city lord was greedy for pleasure, so he was not sloppy when it came to eating and drinking. It was only the size of a kitchen and could be used as a residence for a family of ordinary people.
However, Shen Wenchen never cared about this. In addition, there were less than twenty servants in the city lord's mansion, so the kitchen here was idle.
The cook's husband's surname was Zhao, and she was one of the few people who had left her behind. Because of this relationship, the servants in the house all called her Aunt Zhao.
Aunt Zhao had just turned thirty-six years old. She had two sons at home, and the food in the city lord's mansion was good. She never treated herself badly, and she also had a circle of fat on her body.
At this moment, she was leaning on her waist while cooking. She caught a glimpse of someone moving at the door from the corner of her eye. She only complained in a rough voice: "You two damn girls are used to being lazy on weekdays. Now that Madam has ordered something to eat, you guys I dare to run around and be lazy. Life is really boring.
I'm not afraid that if my wife finds out your little thoughts, she will throw you into jail and suffer just like she did with that piece of money. "
Aunt Zhao complained, but the movements of her hands did not stop, and the meat on her body swayed with her movements. Just turning the dishes, her forehead was already covered with thin beads of sweat.
Not seeing any movement from the figure at the door, Aunt Zhao frowned, turned around with a spatula and was about to curse, but was dumbfounded when she saw the person clearly.
The spatula clattered onto the bluestone floor. Qinglian and Chengyue outside the door trembled when they heard the noise in the room. Such a cold weather also caused a layer of cold sweat to break out on their backs.
"Husband, madam.!"
Zhao's arrogance was instantly extinguished, and she knelt on the ground with a plop, regardless of whether it hurt or not.
The solid meat hit the ground with a dull sound.
"Madam, damn it, damn it, damn it. I thought it was those two lazy girls Qinglian and Chengyue. I didn't know it was Madam, so I bumped into you..."
Mrs. Zhao endured the pain in her knees, her big face looking frighteningly white.
Fearing that Nanzhi would be angry, he threw her into the cell.
"Are you saying outside that I am bullying others?"
Nanzhi looked at her with cool eyes, but there was no anger in them.
"Yes, it's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding.
The younger one also heard rumors from others, not intentionally. Madam, please spare a small amount if you have a lot. "
Mrs. Zhao looked at Nanzhi as if she were facing some ferocious beast, and just kowtowed.
The sound was very dull and frightening to human ears.
"Okay, stop knocking."
Nanzhi frowned and looked at her, a little unhappy.
"Ms. Zhao, I remember you were the old man who stayed behind."
"Yes Yes."
After hearing what Nanzhi said, Mrs. Zhao quickly raised her head.
Blood beads were pouring out of the fat white forehead, and the bright red blood was sliding down her forehead, which looked a bit scary.
"Then do you know what the punishment is for talking behind someone's back?"
Nanzhi turned slightly sideways, not wanting to see the blood on her forehead.
Just looking at that flash of red made her feel a little nauseous.
"Yes, it's thirty days of rod punishment, and three days without water or food..."
This punishment was not decided by Shen Wenchen and Nanzhi, but one of the rules imposed by the previous city lord.
But because Shen Wenchen didn't take care of the affairs of the house very much, many things were left behind.
In addition, Shen Wenchen became more and more busy after the two got married, and Nanzhi stayed close to Sanwei, so things in the house were delayed again.
Mrs. Zhao almost peeed when she thought about how those people were punished, and now her intestines were filled with regret.
Why is she talking nonsense when she has nothing to do?
Even if you say that the second dog next door is hanging out with the widow, it is better than saying bad things about the master behind his back!
"Let me ask you, who did you hear those words from?"
Nanzhi could tell that Zhao was timid, and the fact that she was left behind proved that she had no bad intentions. At most, she had a long tongue and liked to gossip behind her back.
In this case, it can only be someone who is deliberately spreading these words.
Just like when the whole city was talking about Shen Wenchen and Su Tao, they also said that he was a god of evil and a god of murder.
Rumors don't come from nowhere.
It will always benefit some people.
For example, if they make Shen Wenchen lose popular support, they can shake his position. For example, if it is spread that Shen Wenchen is on good terms with Su Tao, those businessmen can take advantage of the opportunity.
Now that her husband is famous and has just been promoted, she is pregnant and has not been out for a long time. Naturally, she has no control over what outsiders say.
But if there are more people talking and more people listening, who can guess the consequences?
"Small, I heard it from the vendor who delivers food every day."
The mixture of sweat and blood blurred Zhao's eyes, and she wanted to reach out to wipe them, but she was afraid of bumping into Nanzhi.
Nanzhi didn't ask any more, just took a piece of handkerchief and gently covered the tip of her nose.
She felt a little uncomfortable smelling the smell of blood and sweat.
Mapo on the side saw that Nanzhi was a little uncomfortable and took half a step towards Zhao.
"When did you hear it? What was life like? How did you say it? Who else did he tell it to besides you?"
"Yes, a little girl told me." Ms. Zhao quickly said to please her.
"Usually, the boy from the Mao family brings food to the house, but a few days ago something happened to the boy from the Mao family, so another family brought food. The person who delivered food was a little girl. In the first few days, He came alone to deliver the food. There were more things delivered the day after tomorrow, so he brought a man with him. The man had a sharp mouth and a slight limp in his feet. He didn't help his wife with the work a few times. , always came to talk to me. I just thought he wanted to find a job in the house, so I chatted with him for a few words. As a result, he ended up talking to me and gossiping.
The younger one was in charge of the kitchen, so they only stayed here for half an hour. They probably only told me. "
Mrs. Zhao had a grimace on her face, feeling only annoyed that she had lost her mind and dared to speak out what outsiders said.
It's better now, my life is almost gone.