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

Chapter 361

"Yan'er, what brings you here?"

"Daddy...hug me..."

Zhao Minglang's heart and eyes were full of his wife when suddenly a little baby appeared beside him, asking to be held in a babyish voice.

"Son, my son can call me 'Daddy' now?"

It wasn't easy, really not easy.

He received the imperial decree to set off for disaster relief. His wife had just finished her postpartum confinement, and in the blink of an eye, their child was already calling for his father and asking to be held.

Taking his son from the wet nurse and holding him in his arms, Zhao Minglang, a grown man, had tears welling up in his eyes and his nose felt sore.

"Husband."

Qiu Yan felt extremely distressed seeing the man in front of her look much older and more haggard.

"Yan'er, let's go back to the manor."

My wife and children arrived; it was a truly wonderful surprise.

"Is the journey safe?"

I can't even imagine how this mother and child got here; I'm really worried.

"It's great. His third uncle took care of him the whole way, and they traveled slowly without suffering any hardship."

"Zhao Minghua? Zhao Minghua brought you here, where is he?"

“His third uncle went to discuss business with someone, so he had the coachman take us to the government office.”

"That third brother..."

His brother is completely unreliable!

No, actually it's quite reliable. He traveled such a long distance to bring his wife and children to him. Well, he appreciates that favor.

Why didn't my parents come?

"My parents said we'll stay in Beijing for a while and then go back to Changzhou when the weather gets better."

"Go back to Changzhou? Why go back to Changzhou?"

Why would someone who's living comfortably in the capital want to go back to Changzhou?

"The two elders said that the reason they came to the capital was because you were going to take up a post there. If you were to serve as an official here, you would benefit the people of the region, but they couldn't help you much in the capital. So they suggested that you go back to Changzhou to fulfill your filial duties."

After all, the old man is still in Changzhou.

“My older brothers are also in Changzhou, and they are more used to living in Changzhou.”

"That's true."

Zhao Minglang remembered something: "What about the third brother? Doesn't he still have his family in Beijing? His parents aren't worried about them at all, are they?"

“My mother said that her third uncle is always busy running around, and you can’t even see him. Nuannuan has her own women’s medical school to attend to, so they can’t help her with anything. If they move to her third uncle’s house, they will only be a burden to them. So they decided not to move.”

"That's true, the couple really are both very busy with their own things."

Zhao Minglang welcomed his wife and children into the mansion.

"Aji, inform the people in the manor to come to the main hall to see the madam."

"Yes."

Aji was a servant to Zhao Minglang, and he was very happy that his wife had traveled a thousand miles to be with him.

Finally, the master has someone to serve him. The madam has arrived, and all the affairs of the manor can finally be entrusted to her.

That's right, Aji felt like he was being treated like three or four people when he was only paid the monthly allowance for one person.

Everything depended on him, inside and out, and he lived a life of misery.

The lady has arrived, that's wonderful!

"My lord, madam, all the servants have arrived."

Qiu Yan was somewhat shocked to see the seven or eight people standing there sparsely: These are the servants of the mansion?

Is this the only servant in the Governor's Mansion?
"Is everyone here? Come and greet Madam."

"This servant greets Madam."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work." Qiu Yan glanced around and saw only three women. "Start with you, each of you, please introduce yourselves." "Madam, this servant is Fang Shi, and I work as a cook in the kitchen."

"Madam, this servant, Li, is doing laundry and sweeping in the backyard."

“Madam, this servant is Liu, an embroiderer in the manor.” After saying this, Liu glanced at Aji and said, “This servant is Aji’s wife.”

"Yes, Madam. This servant will be serving you. I will hand over the household's account books to you shortly."

Does this mean that the central government is to be handed over to the family?
Qiu Yan didn't really want to do it, but thinking about it, she had her mother-in-law and nanny to help her in the capital, but here she had no choice but to do it herself.

"Alright, hand it over." Qiu Yan looked at the other four: "What about you?"

"Madam, my surname is Zhang, I am the third son in my family, and I drive the carriages in this household."

"Madam, my surname is Wang, and I am the gatekeeper of the back courtyard."

The front yard doesn't need to be guarded; those are the yamen runners.

"Madam, my surname is Luo, and I do some rough work in the backyard."

Eight simple servants—that was all the servants in the governor's mansion.

It really was Jianpu.

What pleased Qiuyan the most was that there wasn't a single young maid in the household.

It is clear that the Zhao family did not take concubines or maids.

Some people are genuinely good, born that way, and no matter what, they simply won't do it.

Qiu Yan knew that Zhao Minglang had never left a maidservant by his side when he was studying, so much so that their wedding night was completed with great difficulty.

Seeing that he was still so virtuous and self-disciplined, Qiu Yan's love for her husband grew even stronger.

She is so fortunate to have married such a husband and entered such a family.

“Madam has arrived. From now on, I will leave all the affairs of the inner courtyard to you.” Zhao Minglang turned to Qiu Yan and said, “Madam, I still have some official business to attend to. I will return later for dinner.”

"Alright, Aji, serve the master well."

"Yes, ma'am."

After Zhao Minglang and Aji left, Qiuyan began her lecture.

"How do you all feel about working in the government?"

"Everything is fine, Madam."

"Alright, then you can continue to do your jobs well. There will be a reward if you do them well." Qiu Yan said, "I'm a lazy person and I usually don't care too much, but if I find out that there are people lazier than me, then things might not be so simple."

This can be considered a way of giving them a ponytail.

"I only have a few people serving me. Get to know each other so you can help each other out if you don't understand anything in the future."

"This servant is Zhong, the wet nurse who serves the young master."

"This servant is Ling'er, a maid who serves by the Madam's side."

"This servant is Qing'er, a maid who serves by the Madam's side."

Looking at the two beautiful maids serving the lady, the women thought to themselves: No wonder the master doesn't need maids to serve him; it's because the women here are all a little less attractive.

Even after I went down to work, I couldn't resist gossiping.

"Lord Qin once thought of sending his daughter into the manor. At the time, he thought Miss Qin was quite pretty. But now that he sees her, tsk, she's not even half as pretty as Ling'er or Qing'er, let alone a beautiful lady."

"Having seen the good ones, how can I settle for less?"

"Yes, yes, those who want to send women into their homes, don't they even look at what kind of women they're sending?"

"You guys, don't talk too much. Our family isn't like that."

"You know that all men are the same; no cat can resist stealing fish."

Little did they know, Qiu Yan had overheard their conversation from a short distance away.

“Madam…” Ling’er looked at Qiu Yan with some concern: “How can I go and teach them a lesson? How can I go around making up stories about my mistress?”

"No need." Qiu Yan shook her head. In this world, who doesn't talk about others behind their backs?

What you say isn't important; what matters is what you do!