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

"That set, please." He pointed to the bright red set.

While she hesitated, Xia He made up her mind: if the lady didn't speak today, she would dress her in bright red, which would look cheerful and festive.

Little Ning also made a request in a serious manner: "I want that color too."

"Alright, we'll get the young master a red one right away." Dongmei replied with a smile, and gave a wink to the second-class maid in the young master's room. They brought over a light green robe.

The two second-class maids quickly turned around and went back to change. Neither of the wet nurses had returned yesterday. Steward Tao forbade them to ask, and they dared not inquire. They were in a state of panic.

Without going out, the maid who combed her hair simply styled her hair into a loose, hanging bun, adorned with a few small floral ornaments.

"Madam, let me apply your makeup." The lady in charge of makeup stepped forward with rouge.

The skills of combing hair and applying makeup are all inherited from the family. Several maids can also do these skills, but they are not as good as the family's. These were all part of the dowry given by the Lu family.

"No need, I'm not going out, so I won't wear makeup," Lu Zhiyao refused decisively.

"Madam, you put on makeup every day," added Madam Feng, who was in charge of applying makeup.

"I'm not going today." With that, she stood up and left the dressing mirror.

Before Madam Feng could say anything more, Chunmei glared at her. What's with the stubbornness? The mistress says no makeup and then she won't? Is this never going to end? The family's traditional skills are impressive, but can a large family like the Lu family really do without those who know these traditional skills?

Kong Niangzi, who was combing her hair, smiled and pulled Feng Niangzi aside. After Chunmei left, the two packed up their things. Feng Niangzi muttered, "What's wrong with asking? There's no such thing as not being allowed to ask questions in front of the master. A senior maid is acting all high and mighty."

"Shut up," said Madam Kong, picked up her small box and quickly left. This Feng woman was skilled, but she was a bit stupid. She would rather stay away from her to avoid being implicated. She didn't want to be replaced by the old lady of the Lu family.

When the youngest daughter of the main wife was married off, the old lady said that any servants who dared not serve their mistress diligently would be sent back to the Lu family and would have their own place to go. The steward before Steward Tao came had served the Fifth Madam for ten years. When she arrived at the Zhou family, because the Fifth Madam was unwell, she was given full authority over the affairs of the courtyard. The Zhou family did not have a good chance to control the steward who was part of the madam's dowry, so she became arrogant. She was sent back to the Lu family by her whole family. It is said that she has been sent to the poorest manor.

膳堂

Lu Zhiyao had finished her breakfast and was now watching the maid feed the boy Ning goat milk.

"Mom, let's go out and play." Zhou Zian looked longingly outside after he had finished eating.

"Go."

"Go, Mother."

"Mother is sick and can't go, so how about I sit on the porch and watch over you?"

"Okay." Zhou Zining was used to it; his mother had been sick for the past two years of his life.

Lu Zhiyao ordered her servants to move the reclining chair to the corridor, choosing a spot where it could get some sunlight, and placed a small tea table next to it.

"First, smell the fruity aroma. Then, take a new teapot, leave the lid off, and boil some fruit slices in water."

The maids had never seen this method of smelling fruit before, but it sounded quite simple, and they quickly got everything set up. Lu Zhiyao, with a thin blanket draped over her, lay on a recliner, squinting as she watched her young son playing with the maids. The atmosphere was beautiful.

The entire Zhou family knows her personality: she doesn't like to talk to people, and she's not in good health. Her family is powerful, and her husband is successful. The old lady and her two sisters-in-law don't bother her, so no one else dares to come. Some time ago, she reported herself as ill and even skipped going to the old lady's place to pay her respects. She used this time to recuperate and get used to her new body and environment.

Speaking of her husband, Zhou Boheng, he was the third legitimate son of the Zhou family, personally raised by the late patriarch of the Zhou family. He was also the most likely to inherit the Zhou family mantle and follow the path of a military general. The Zhou family was composed of military generals, and too many of them died on the battlefield. By the time of the patriarch's generation, only the patriarch himself remained as a direct descendant. After much agonizing reflection, the matriarch decided to cultivate all the next generation's children to become civil officials. In the Zhou family's generation, all four legitimate sons and two illegitimate sons followed the path of civil officials. In the next generation, only Zhou Boheng, who was personally raised by the patriarch, followed the path of a military general.

For three years after their marriage, Zhou Boheng spent most of his time stationed at Shenwu Camp in the suburbs of Beijing and rarely returned home. This was because the old lady of the Zhou family was quite dissatisfied with her third daughter-in-law, Lu Zhiyao. Even after getting married, her son was still rarely home, which was because her daughter-in-law was incompetent.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhiyao sneered inwardly. If her daughter-in-law made her son stay in the backyard all day, she would still complain. In any case, as long as her son was successful, it was because the mother was good at giving birth; if he wasn't successful, it was because the daughter-in-law was unvirtuous. Either way, she was right. It was only because the original owner's father, brothers, and sisters were not good people that this mother-in-law would have given the original owner a lot of trouble.

Seeing that the Fifth Madam showed no sign of going to sleep, Tao asked softly, "Madam, shall we have a few more wet nurses selected from the estate and sent up?"

"Just choose a few experienced maids and a few older servants to keep him company. He's so big, he won't drink milk anymore."

"Madam, in wealthy families, a young master's wet nurse must stay until he is at least four or five years old," Tao said tactfully.

Lu Zhiyao thought for a moment. This dynasty highly valued breastfeeding, so she didn't need to be too conspicuous.

"Then choose two clean and sensible ones to send up." Let them drink, it's not like they can't afford to. But Lu Zhiyao didn't intend to completely trust the wet nurses. In the life the original owner saw, her biological mother died early, and when her stepmother entered the family, her son An was already five years old and still breastfeeding. The stepmother indulged him and added two more wet nurses, and kept increasing their treatment. The wet nurses themselves were fighting fiercely, and they raised the child in a mess. He lost his virginity in his teens.

"Yes, this servant will take care of it right away." Tao bowed and withdrew. She first sent the original two wet nurses to the estate, and then selected two more wet nurses, two boys around seven or eight years old and two girls around ten years old.

The selection of the person was of course a joyous occasion for the whole family, but for the wet nurse who was sent back, it was like the sky had fallen. The wet nurse had been nursing the young master until he was two years old, and she could have relied on the young master to live a worry-free life for the rest of her days.

On the second night, as Xiao Zining was going to sleep, he asked, "Mommy, where's the wet nurse?"

"The new wet nurse will be here in a couple of days. How about you drink goat's milk for a few days first?"

"What about the original one?"

"The original two didn't care when you fell, so Mother sent them home." After Lu Zhiyao finished speaking, she carefully observed the little one in front of her.

Zhou Zining sat on the bed, tilting her head as she thought for a moment: "Mother, will you always be there?"