Quick Transmigration: Reversing the Life of a Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character

"Bring some fish tomorrow," Lu Zhiyao ordered directly. She couldn't eat porridge all day. Her other mission target, the original owner's mother, was a muddle-headed, stubborn, and noble old lady who was very difficult to deal with. She had to be well-fed.

"Yes," Tao replied. In fact, she had already instructed the small kitchen, but due to the master's appetite, the small kitchen could make all kinds of vegetarian porridge and soup in a variety of ways, so it prepared fewer other dishes.

While eating the food the maidservant was offering him, young master Zhou Zining looked at his mother, who was both strange and familiar. After a few bites, he stopped eating and began to make a request: "I want a wet nurse."

Lu Zhiyao gently replied, "Is it alright without a wet nurse?"

"Drink milk."

"Is it okay to drink goat milk?" The original owner would have a bowl of goat milk every night, but she would usually only take a sip and then put it down.

"sheep?"

"Mmm, it tastes even better than my wet nurse's milk. Can we stop using our wet nurse?"

Zhou Zining tilted his head and looked at his mother, then thought for a moment: "Sleep with Mom."

"Alright, then we won't need a wet nurse."

"Um."

After the mother and son finished their conversation, Lu Zhiyao said to Tao, who seemed hesitant to speak, "Add some apples to Ning'er's goat milk while cooking, just to add some flavor."

"Yes, but Madam, the young master is very restless at night. Are you getting enough sleep?"

"Have someone stay in the small kitchen to keep the goat milk warm at all times, so they can bring him a bowl when he fusses." He paused for a moment, then added, "I'll drink it with him."

"Yes, then let me take Chunmei and Xiahe on night watch in the outer room tonight."

"You decide what to do." Lu Zhiyao drank two bowls of porridge of different flavors, and her stomach told her that she was full!

Tsk tsk, she eats so little. Her stomach capacity is so small that she wouldn't even have the strength to hang herself. Luckily, her appetite was normal before she gave birth, otherwise she wouldn't have made it through childbirth.

However, the servants were delighted to see her appetite. For more than a year, the lady had only eaten a bowl of porridge at most each meal. They, who served her closely, worried day and night that if anything were to happen to their mistress, the Lu family masters would never let them, who had come with her dowry, have a comfortable life.

Zhou Zining saw his mother start washing her hands and knew she had finished eating: "Grandma."

"Okay, come down and walk around a few times, then I'll give you milk."

"Mommy, hug me." The child's senses are very sharp; his mother is different now, and he can be affectionate with her.

"Zining, be good. Mommy is too weak to carry you. How about I hold your hand and walk with you for a few steps?" Lu Zhiyao said to the child frankly. Her arms were not much thicker than the child's now.

"it is good."

Lu Zhiyao bent down slightly and reached out her hand for him to hold her finger. The two of them strolled slowly through the main hall.

When Madam Tao saw that her wife was actually willing to move a few steps, she was so excited that she personally went to supervise the preparation of the medicine. This doctor is really amazing.

After walking around twice, Lu Zhiyao was a little out of breath. Chunmei carefully advised, "Madam, too much of a good thing can be bad. Even if you want to play with the young master, it can't be done in this short time. Take a rest."

Lu Zhiyao shook her head, persisted in walking half a lap, and then said to the child, "Zining, Mommy is tired. Shall we go back?"

"it is good."

This time, instead of going to the small warm pavilion, we went to the bedroom at the back. After passing through the corridor of a small courtyard and entering the room, the first thing we saw was the exquisitely furnished outer room. Facing the window on the north side was a daybed with two large bolsters on it. On the south side were two chairs and a small table, next to which was a large tea table with various tea-making utensils neatly arranged on it.

"Ning'er, why don't you play outside? It's getting dark." Lu Zhiyao squatted down, trying to keep her eyes level with the child's.

"Can we play Cuju (ancient Chinese football)?"

"Let's find another one, this place is too small."

"Luban Lock".

"That's fine, let's play on the couch."

"Mother will stay with me."

"OK."

Lu Zhiyao leaned against one side, stretching out one hand to accompany him as he fiddled with the wooden Luban lock.

After a while, Madam Tao came in with a tray: "Madam, it's time for your medicine."

As the two approached, the bitter and foul smell of medicine wafted over, and Xiao Zining disgustedly pulled up his mother's sleeve to cover his face.

Lu Zhiyao's face fell. It was her first day here, and she couldn't refuse to take her medicine, but the smell was just too awful. The original owner could drink bowl after bowl of bitter medicine without any expression, but she couldn't!

Fortunately, the small porcelain bowl wasn't big. She closed her eyes, steeled her resolve, and poured the contents directly into her mouth. The moment she swallowed, a physiological reaction made her gag.

"Hah!"

Dongxue brought over the spittoon, Chunmei knelt on the couch and patted her back, and Tao brought over a cup of warm water.

In the instant he lowered his head to vomit, Lu Zhiyao reached out and pulled Zhou Zining's little head into her arms, patting the back of his head to avoid frightening the child.

After drinking half a bowl of warm water and eating a bite of honey, I finally managed to suppress the most nauseous feeling. Ignoring the tears that came out from the nausea, I first comforted the child.

"Zining, don't be afraid, Mother is alright."

Zhou Zining's little body was already nestled in her mother's arms. Hearing this, she raised her head and said, "Mom, if it tastes bad, then we won't drink it."

She spoke with great strength, and it was even more convincing when her eyes weren't brimming with tears.

Lu Zhiyao stroked the soft little head and comforted her with a smile, "Mother is sick. She won't take medicine anymore once she gets better. This medicine tastes too awful."

"Mother~" Zhou Zining cried uncontrollably, tears streaming down her face.

Lu Zhiyao held him patiently and let him cry for a while, as if to commemorate his real mother. Seeing that his little face was red from crying, she coaxed and teased him until he stopped crying and started smiling through his tears.

"Give him a sip of warm water, and bring him his goat milk." Lu Zhiyao leaned against the side, instructing the servants. She was exhausted and tired.

Perhaps it was because he was with his mother, or perhaps it was because the goat milk tasted better after being cooked with fruit, but Zhou Zian drank the whole bowl of goat milk without any resistance.

The two masters were separated; one was too small, and the older one was weak. The lights in the main room were turned off early.

The next morning, Lu Zhiyao woke up naturally and glanced into the bed. Zhou Zining was sitting there in a daze, hugging the quilt.

"What's wrong?"

"Wait for Mother to wake up."

Lu Zhiyao, charmed by the cub's cuteness, gave his little face a kiss: "Little Ning, you're so good."

"Hehe, Mommy's a good girl too."

Hearing the commotion, someone outside asked, "Madam, are you awake?"

"Come in."

After tidying up, Xia He brought over a set of bright red and light yellow clothes and a set of mustard yellow clothes: "Madam, which one would you like to wear today?"

Normally, the lady is extremely indifferent to these clothes and will not answer questions. She will not refuse if the servants choose any outfit for her.

Lu Zhiyao hesitated for a few seconds. Turmeric was too old-fashioned, and crimson was too bright. But this body was only 20 years old. It seemed that young ladies and young women of this dynasty liked to dress in a dopamine-inducing way.