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Chapter 81 Does Aunt Cui come to Hongshan Hall often?
Cui Ma and An Jiaren were taken aback by An Xiaoyue's question, and both of them stopped what they were doing at the same time.
They didn't dare to look at each other even a millimeter away, for fear that An Xiaoyue would notice something amiss.
An Jiaren is quick-witted.
She smiled and said, "Aunt Cui said she wanted to learn how to make taro balls so she could make them for you in the future, so she came to Hongshan Hall to make them."
"Oh." An Xiaoyue nodded, seemingly believing their words, and asked casually, "I feel like Aunt Cui and Mom get along very well."
Aunt Cui panicked for a moment, knowing that the young mistress was kind and easy to talk to.
But she was, after all, a servant, while the young mistress was the mistress.
If you think about it more deeply, the young mistress's words are an accusation that she has no sense of propriety in her actions.
If you can't do what your master assigns, it's because you lack the ability.
Instead of learning what she doesn't know, she comes here to disturb Mrs. An who is recuperating.
Aunt Cui hurriedly explained, "Young Madam, next time I will consult the pastry chef in the main kitchen so as not to disturb Mrs. An's rest."
"Don't overthink it. I was just saying it casually. I didn't mean to blame you." An Xiaoyue sat down in the empty seat on the other side. "Mom, I should thank you for having you to talk to."
Xiao Gao, with his head bowed, served the perfectly cooled taro balls to the young mistress.
Seeing that the young mistress's attention was on the taro balls, Cui Ma secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Young mistress, I will pay attention in the future."
An Jiaren didn't speak up for Cui Ma, and slowly rubbed the taro balls in her hands.
She dared not speak; if she did, she would surely give herself away.
She knows her own child best.
Xiaoyue likely heard some things that made her suspicious of her identity.
But I can't remind Cui's mother right now.
“Aunt Cui, don’t think so deeply.” An Xiaoyue spoke gently as always. “I am truly grateful to you. I have been busy with one thing after another, and I don’t have much time to spend with my mother. I am so grateful to you and Xiao Gao.”
Cui Ma was the one who raised Fu Shengyang, and she treated him with the utmost kindness.
She couldn't harbor any resentment towards Aunt Cui for this kindness.
Her original intention was not to question Cui Ma.
"I understand, young mistress." Only after seeing that the young mistress had gone to eat taro balls did Cui Ma dare to look at An Jiaren.
An Jiaren shook her head, telling her not to worry about it.
Aunt Cui knew that the young mistress wasn't one to beat around the bush, but she was afraid that the young mistress was testing something.
She had to say those words to add an extra layer of insurance to her relationship with Miss Jiaren.
"The taro balls are delicious, chewy and soft." An Xiaoyue said with a satisfied look. "Mom, did you make a lot? I'll take some to Aunt Fang Mei tomorrow."
An Xiaoyue's words were undoubtedly another bombshell for An Jiaren.
Fang Mei, my sister-in-law.
With her mouth full of taro balls, An Xiaoyue's voice changed slightly as she spoke, "Mr. Fu has made an appointment with the Leng family for dinner tomorrow. I forgot to tell you."
"I came here to talk about this, but I almost forgot again."
After she finished speaking, she smiled, her eyes crinkling, looking both cute and harmless.
An Jiaren's brow twitched, and the taro balls she hadn't finished kneading fell to the ground.
She calmly bent down to pick it up, wrapped it in the paper on the dining table, and set it aside.
Her voice was normal. "Okay, I'll cook them all after I make them, rinse them in ice water to keep them elastic, add fructose and drinking water to preserve them, and take them with me tomorrow."
An Jiaren explained all the steps to save the data.
"Okay." An Xiaoyue scooped two taro balls into her mouth, then started worrying about what her mother would wear tomorrow.
"Mom, do you have any suitable clothes? Should we buy some new ones? And jewelry, you gave me your jade bracelet, should I have someone bring it over?"
My mother is a very particular person; she pays great attention to what clothes to wear for what occasion.
Cui Ma listened with trepidation, and only dared to unfold the flattened taro ball in her palm when the young mistress started talking about other things.
In contrast, Miss Jiaren truly lives up to her reputation as a daughter raised in a prestigious family.
She said without changing her expression, "No need, here you go, just keep it."
"Sheng Yang gave me a nice bracelet. I think it has good luster, so I've been keeping it in water to keep it healthy. I can wear it tomorrow."
"A necklace, a ring, and one or two other pieces. There's no need to buy something just for a meal; going overboard would be unlike my simple and sophisticated style."
An Xiaoyue felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this.
Unfortunately, she didn't earn enough money.
Otherwise, I could buy my mother a pearl necklace.
Aunt Fang Mei has a beautiful pearl necklace that makes her look gentle, elegant, and radiant. Sister Zheng said it's an Australian white pearl.
When a mother wears a pearl necklace, her temperament and complexion are bound to be excellent.
She wants to study hard, win all the scholarships she can, and buy her mother a beautiful and lustrous pearl necklace.
In the past, her mother used her salary to buy her pretty shirts, skirts, and shoes.
Now that Mom is healthy, it's her turn to earn money and make Mom look radiant.
"Okay." An Xiaoyue turned her attention to her appetite and ate two more taro balls, almost emptying the small bowl.
She picked up the bowl and handed it to Xiao Gao, who was standing next to her, saying, "Xiao Gao, I'd like another bowl of taro balls."
An Jiaren stopped her, saying, "Don't be greedy. Purple sweet potatoes cause bloating. You'll eat them again tomorrow."
"After you finish eating, do some exercise and send some over to Grandpa Fu and Sheng Yang."
"Oh, okay." An Xiaoyue reluctantly agreed, "Xiao Gao, get ready and come with me."
Xiao Gao is honest and dislikes being idle. Of course, she's willing to do whatever the young mistress assigns her.
When An Jiaren and Cui Ma saw An Xiaoyue leaving Hongshan Hall with her hands behind her back, carefree, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
“The young mistress is intelligent; I’m afraid she won’t be able to keep it a secret for long,” said Aunt Cui.
"Let's keep it a secret as long as we can," An Jiaren said with a melancholy expression.
Once she left, she never intended to return to the Leng family.
"What should Mrs. An do about tomorrow's dinner?" This was what Cui Ma was really worried about.
An Jiaren looked at the wet ground under the eaves. The snow on the roof had melted and was falling down the eaves, wetting the area.
She said slowly, "Don't worry, Sister Cui, I have a way."
As they walked along the road, An Xiaoyue casually asked Xiao Gao, "Does Aunt Cui come to Hongshan Hall often?"
"I come every two or three days," Xiao Gao answered truthfully, unsure if that counted as frequent.
What do Aunt Cui and my mother talk about?
"Weather, luck, but you're the one I talk about the most, young mistress."
Xiao Gao is honest and wouldn't lie to her.
She squinted and clearly saw the fleeting panic in her mother's eyes just now.
That taro ball fell at the perfect time.
Does Mom know the Leng family?
What is the relationship between Mom and Miss Jiaren from the Leng family?
An Xiaoyue had been thinking about this all the way, but when she arrived at Songtao Garden, she finally put those thoughts aside and comforted herself.
I'll find out when I have dinner with the Leng family tomorrow.