RPAGF Chapter 33 Mother
Chapter 33 Mother
Chapter 33 Mother
"How heavy?" Wang Wenzhou asked, standing on a large scale.
Wang Qiang and several constables operated the large scale. After looking at it, Wang Qiang replied, "Two hundred and sixty catties!"
Wang Wenzhou nodded with satisfaction. He had been in Hanshan for half a month, and for the past fifteen days, he had consistently run every morning. He also tried to eat as little as possible; losing weight is not something that can be done in a short time. Losing weight requires willpower. Guo Degang once said, "Never befriend people who have successfully lost weight, because they are capable of anything."
In the past two weeks, Wang Wenzhou estimates he has lost more than ten kilograms. Although it's not obvious how much weight he has lost, little by little, he believes that as long as he perseveres, getting eight-pack abs is not a dream.
Wang Wenzhou jumped off the large scale and said, "Give the scale back to them."
"Yes, sir!" The two constables quickly picked up the large scale and went to return it to Butcher Li, who was slaughtering pigs.
In ancient times, people rarely weighed themselves because there were no convenient tools. When Wang Wenzhou wanted to weigh himself, he searched and searched and could only borrow a large scale used for weighing pigs. This large scale could weigh 500 catties.
Zhang Jiao walked over carrying a food box and said irritably, "Time to eat!"
"Sister-in-law, let me get it!" Wang Qiang suppressed a laugh and quickly stepped forward to take the food box. These days, every meal was like watching a grand show. The young master was finding all sorts of ways to torment Zhang Jiao.
Wang Qiang carried the food box into Sheng Lan's room, and Sheng Lan, like a virtuous wife, set the food on the table.
Wang Wenzhou sat down on the stool like an old man, and Sheng Lan sat on his lap with a smile.
Wang Wenzhou held Sheng Lan in one arm and pointed at the fish with the other.
Zhang Jiao, her face contorted with anger, picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and fed it to Wang Wenzhou.
"Hmm!" Wang Wenzhou tasted it carefully and said, "This fish is quite fresh today, Lazy Lan, you should eat more."
"Hmph!" Zhang Jiao snorted softly, feeling extremely resentful. Every day, she was treated like a little maid, serving the fat man his meals. And the fat man would deliberately annoy her by always letting the little bitch sit on his lap.
"Mmm!" Sheng Lan's face flushed with joy as she picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth. She then kissed Wang Wenzhou's big mouth with her red lips and fed the fish meat from her mouth to Wang Wenzhou.
Wang Wenzhou patted Sheng Lan's shoulder happily and said, "Lazy Lan, you can eat by yourself. I have to eat less; I'm on a diet."
Sheng Lan nodded. These past few days, she had also figured out why the adults couldn't have sex; they said it was because they were too fat. So she strongly supported the adults' weight loss efforts. As long as she could get pregnant with their child, she could marry them through her child.
"Wang Wenzhou, I've been learning to cook these days. Would you like to try my cooking tonight?" Sheng Lan said, picking up a piece of food.
Sheng Lan fully supports Wang Wenzhou's weight loss efforts, but seeing that Wang Wenzhou only eats a few bites of vegetables at each meal, Sheng Lan feels sorry for him. He thinks that Wang Wenzhou's inability to have sex might be due to his weak constitution. So, after asking the madam, the madam taught him a few dishes, saying that men who eat them will be full of energy. Sheng Lan bought the ingredients today, waiting to cook them for Wang Wenzhou that evening.
“Okay!” Wang Wenzhou replied.
Sheng Lan smiled happily. The girls in the brothel were skilled in all the arts—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—but they really couldn't cook. Unfortunately, the master didn't like the arts; to say the least, his calligraphy was truly unpresentable. Sheng Lan complained to the madam, and her mother reminded her that to win a man's heart, you must win his stomach. So Sheng Lan began hiring renowned chefs and secretly practicing her culinary skills.
These past few days, Sheng Lan has truly put in a lot of hard work to practice her cooking skills, spending all her free time in the kitchen preparing dishes. Several chefs who came to teach her were all impressed, saying that with such diligence, Sheng Lan's culinary skills would surely surpass theirs in the future. Hard work pays off; after a few days, Sheng Lan's dishes were starting to resemble those of professional chefs.
"I'm thirsty!" Wang Wenzhou tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Jiao.
Zhang Jiao glared fiercely at Wang Wenzhou and quickly went to pour tea.
She held the teacup in her hands and brought it to Wang Wenzhou's lips.
"Today I want to drink the tea in your mouth!" Wang Wenzhou said with a wicked grin.
Zhang Jiao frowned, reluctantly took a sip of tea, and pressed her small mouth against Wang Wenzhou's large mouth.
Wang Wenzhou took a sip of tea and teased, "Jiaojiao, you have bad breath! Quickly bring me a teacup, I'm going to rinse my mouth!"
"Pfft!" Wang Qiang spat out the food in his mouth. He really admired his young master, who was always thinking of ways to torment Zhang Jiao.
Wang Wenzhou picked up his teacup, took a sip of tea, rinsed his mouth, pointed at Zhang Jiao, and said in a nasal voice, "Ugh...come here, I'll spit in your mouth!"
"You!" Zhang Jiaoqi's chest heaved.
"Old Zhang!" Wang Wenzhou reminded him.
Zhang Jiao immediately surrendered and quickly brought her mouth closer.
"Jiaojiao, you're not allowed to spit it out! You have to swallow it!" Wang Wenzhou reminded her.
Zhang Jiao frowned, glared at Wang Wenzhou resentfully, and swallowed the tea in her mouth.
"Haha!" Seeing Zhang Jiao angry but not daring to retaliate, Wang Wenzhou was overjoyed. This was too funny. Teasing girls like this was really interesting.
"Sigh!" Sheng Lan sighed, both amused and exasperated. The adults were good in every way, except that they were often unserious.
"Knock knock..." A knock sounded at the door.
"Who is it?" Wang Wenzhou asked.
"This humble servant, Li Hechen, reports to my lord that the old lady has arrived." Li Hechen did not dare to enter the house and answered respectfully from outside the door.
Wang Qiang's expression changed, and he said, "Young Master, something bad has happened! Quickly go and greet the Old Madam!"
Wang Wenzhou didn't have many memories of the past. The most vivid impression he had of his mother, the former Wang Wenzhou, was her strictness.
“Let’s go!” Wang Wenzhou said, standing up.
"Should I go or not?" Sheng Lan was flustered and unable to make up her mind. Her biggest dream was to marry Wang Wenzhou, and logically, she should go to greet her future mother-in-law. But now, she was a courtesan. If her mother-in-law knew her true identity, she would definitely look down on her.
“We just started eating, and you haven’t eaten enough yet. Xiaoqiang and I will go eat! You can eat here,” Wang Wenzhou said.
"Mmm!" Sheng Lan nodded, sat down absentmindedly, and stared blankly at the chopsticks in her hand.
Zhang Jiao turned around and followed. She wanted to see her future mother-in-law and, incidentally, tell her about the grievances she had suffered these past few days.
That fatso has gone too far! He spends all his time sleeping in brothels, treating them like his home! Zhang Jiao has already figured out how to recount Wang Wenzhou's crimes to her mother-in-law.
A carriage stopped in front of the county government office. On the carriage body were four gilded characters: "Xinjian Earl's Mansion".
Without a doubt, Mother is definitely in the carriage.
Wang Wenzhou quickly ran over, lifted the carriage curtain, and said, "Your son greets Your Majesty, Mother!"
The beautiful woman inside the carriage had her hair styled in a high bun, her eyebrows lightly drawn, and her eyes sparkling with spring. Her skin was smooth and lustrous like warm jade, and her cherry-red lips were naturally beautiful. Two strands of hair gently brushed her cheeks in the breeze, adding to her alluring charm. She wore a long, deep purple dress embroidered with opulent peonies, with a light green silk ribbon tied gracefully at the waist, perfectly accentuating her figure. Her graceful and charming demeanor lingered in the air.
"Hmph!" Upon seeing her son, Madam Yang's face darkened, and she snorted coldly before stepping down from the carriage with the help of her maid.