The Daily Life of a Down-on-Hard-Life Medicine Girl Supporting Her Family

Chapter 342

"Sir, I brought you some pastries, please have a taste."

Zhong Xiuxiu went to work at Chunshan Women's Medical College and specially brought a box of pastries to Chunnuan's study.

"Oh, these are pastries from Xiang Le Pastry Shop."

Chun Nuan happily accepted it: "The pastries from this bakery are quite good, but they're not easy to buy. Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

"If you like it, I'll bring it to you from now on."

How did you buy it?

"It's a shop run by my aunt, and two of the pastries are made using recipes from my husband."

"No wonder, I was wondering if it looked familiar. I didn't expect it to be run by your aunt. It's really nice, very nice."

Chunnuan looked at Zhong Xiuxiu and nodded in satisfaction.

Women study medicine not only to heal and save others, but more importantly, to save themselves.

Look at Zhong Xiuxiu now, she exudes intellectual beauty and outstanding radiance.

As a result, the identity of her birth mother, Gu Shi, also underwent a huge change.

She went from being a clueless concubine in the inner quarters to standing at the forefront, even opening a pastry shop to earn money.

This is a manifestation of self-growth.

“Now, besides taking care of my younger brother, my aunt spends most of her time researching and developing pastries. She says that pastries need to be constantly innovated and new products launched to keep customers satisfied.”

"Your aunt is also a very shrewd businesswoman."

It's truly a waste of talent to have such a place in the inner quarters of the house.

At the Zhong residence, Madam Zhong presented the pastries sent by Madam Gu to Lord Zhong.

"Sir, please have a taste."

"Did they change cooks again?" Lord Zhong nodded in satisfaction after eating the pastries. "Not too sweet or greasy, and with a rich aroma. This cook is quite good."

"What cook?" Madam Zhong said with a smile, "This was made by Aunt Gu herself and sent over."

"The Gu family?"

"Yes," Madam Zhong said. "Master, you probably don't know, but Aunt Gu opened a pastry shop, and business is very good."

"Oh, is it?"

Lord Zhong put down the pastries in his hand and nodded: "Gu has always been honest and dutiful. I never expected her to have such talent?"

"Indeed, we all misjudged each other."

Madam Zhong said, "Fifth Miss is very much like Aunt Gu. She doesn't show off usually, but she can be very capable when it matters. I really hope that Aunt Gu can raise Ke'er well so that she can become a great help to the Zhong family in the future."

"You should help her out more," Lord Zhong said. "It's a blessing for Madam Gu to have a mistress like you."

"I'm just glad you don't mind me being nosy, sir."

"No, that's not true. You've worked so hard managing this household all these years," Lord Zhong said. "What more could a husband ask for than a wife like this?"

Madam Zhong smiled but didn't say anything.

You only need to listen to what men say.

Not every sentence is from the heart.

If he truly believes that marrying her is a blessing, then what about the concubines in the backyard?

So just try to think more positively.

He held absolute power and made all the decisions within the household.

No matter how favored the concubines were, they could never surpass her, and that was already considered a success.

Besides, his own children were all doing well, and even a son born out of wedlock couldn't surpass his own son, so he didn't feel any sense of crisis.

As for illegitimate daughters, it's even easier; they'll be married off when they reach marriageable age.

They are useful in some way, just like San Ya Tou.

Oh right, I wonder how Third Sister is doing?

The thought of having to serve an old man who was over fifty years old made Madam Zhong feel uneasy.

Putting myself in their shoes, I'm a woman too, and I feel really wronged.

In the Lin residence, Zhong Xiuyuan, leaning against the couch, lazily squinted her eyes, basking in the warm sunlight streaming in from the window. Life was neither particularly good nor bad.

Most importantly, her aunt still passed on some experience to her.

Having firmly grasped this man's hand, how bad could life possibly be?

"Auntie, didn't you say you wanted something sour? I've brought it for you."

The maid whispered, "Auntie, are you really not going to see a doctor? What if something happens?"

"Being not."

The lady of the Lin family was no pushover; she didn't even have a single son born out of wedlock.

When I first entered the mansion to serve the master, he brought me a bowl of medicinal soup the very next day.

If this were just regular herbal medicine, it wouldn't be so bad, but it's the kind that prevents you from regenerating after drinking it.

Zhong Xiuyao knew about this, but she couldn't refuse to drink it.

Fortunately, she had pills given to her by her fifth sister.

After drinking the herbal soup under the old woman's watchful eye, Zhong Xiuyao scooped it out as soon as the old woman left, and then took the pills that her fifth sister had specially made for her.

Sure enough, there was herbal soup every day after that, but it was different from the first bowl.

Madam Lin had been on guard, but she never expected that Zhong Xiuyao would become pregnant.

"Madam, why don't we tell the master? After all, you've been pregnant for three months."

"I can't say." Zhong Xiuyao went into the Lin residence and found out the news: all of this information was bought with silver.

Madam Lin's two sons were good-for-nothings, spending their days idly playing with cats and dogs.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhong Xiuyao decided to have a child of her own.

If it's a daughter, there's no problem; she can be raised in the Lin family.

However, if it were a son, Madam Lin would absolutely not tolerate him.

Therefore, Zhong Xiuyao did not intend to tell the old man.

If Master Lin had the ability to protect his concubines, he would surely have a house full of illegitimate sons and daughters.

The fact that there wasn't a single one shows just how jealous Mrs. Lin is.

Master Lin did not require his concubines to bear children; it was merely a hobby of his.

If you find out you're pregnant, you're definitely in for a world of trouble.

"But, Auntie, your belly will grow bigger every day, and we won't be able to hide it anymore."

"We'll keep it a secret as long as possible."

Zhong Xiuyao thought it over: "It's early autumn now, and there are still more than five months until next spring, so I should be able to give birth to the baby soon."

"Is Auntie planning to keep this a secret forever?"

"Yes, keep it a secret, don't tell anyone."

"But the master often comes to the courtyard..."

This incident reminded Zhong Xiuyao that her fifth sister had reminded her to take care of her health when she got married, and that she should be especially careful not to have sex if she became pregnant.

The old man had a particular fondness for that dish, and he would often come to her place, calling it an act of pampering.

Whoever wants this kind of pampering can have it; Zhong Xiuyao doesn't care about it at all.

Of course, he only dared to keep these thoughts to himself and dared not say them aloud.

"I will find a way to make the master dislike me, preferably by confining him to his quarters for six months."

"Aunt..."

This is really hard for her.

"It's alright. What's a little suffering if it's for my own sake and my child's?"

However, she was still worried about hurting the child.

She is now eager to return to the mansion to have her fifth sister take her pulse.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind: I've got it, that's how I'll do it!
Zhong Xiuyao asked Madam Lin for permission to go out of the mansion to shop, but Madam Lin found out that she had secretly returned to the Zhong mansion. Madam Lin was furious and Zhong Xiuyao was confined to her quarters for three months.

Thinking about her fifth sister's words, Zhong Xiuyao thought that three months of confinement was too short. She would have to find a way to get herself confined to the house again!