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Nanny Chen led everyone into the courtyard; the first section featured a three-room main house, facing a row of side rooms. After handing over several male servants to Lei Hairong, she continued to lead Xie Jingchen and his wife into the next section, with Wang Chunmei closely following behind, her hands still holding several bundles.
If the first section is the front courtyard, then the second section could be called the back courtyard.
The layout was fixed, but after Nanny Chen arrived, she initiated a major reform. With her skillful hands and innate servility, it could be said that she had the entire Siheyuan organized meticulously.
She also arranged the rooms according to the general intentions, with the three main rooms in the back courtyard naturally allocated to Xie Jingchen and his wife.
On one side, the east and west side rooms were divided, and after one side was turned into a study and discussion room, the east side room could be used to accommodate the family women.
Wang Chunmei and Nanny Chen lived in the east side room, where the kitchen was also located. After all, this Siheyuan was not inhabited by just one family, but rather, was home to a portion of Xie Jingchen’s subordinates.
The front row of the front courtyard was a row of side rooms, amounting to five in total, just enough for allocation, and there was even a small kitchenette and bathroom inside. If you wanted to take a bath, you just needed to heat some water.
After arranging for everyone, Nanny Chen respectfully said to Yan Jinsu and her husband, "Thirteenth Master, my lady, please rest for a while. Nanny will warm some soup for you to heat your body."
Nanny Chen’s face was cheerfully smiling, and after she spoke, she left. She didn’t give Xie Jingchen a chance to speak at all, and with her agile movements, no one would believe she was an old woman!
Yan Jinsu’s body, still stiff from being helped down by her husband, looked up at him and lightly tugged at her lips: "Thirteenth Master?"
"My wife, I am the thirteenth in the family ranking within the Xishan clan," Xie Jingchen explained with a headache, instructing Wang Chunmei to carry the two children into the inner room before he found a moment away from others to feed his little wife some Superpower Water.
His little wife had quite a difficult journey in the carriage. Xie Jingchen was always worried about her. Seeing that she was cooperating nicely, Xie Jingchen then quietly informed Yan Jinsu of Nanny Chen’s background and past encounters—
Not knowing her own title allowed her Thirteenth Master to be spared a scolding by the newly met lady. After finishing her words, Nanny Chen immediately turned and entered the kitchen; she had to prepare some hot soup for Thirteenth Master and his wife.
The kitchen in the back courtyard was set in the corner, not far from the front courtyard and even closer to the main house in the back courtyard.
The weather in Beijing was already cold, and knowing that Thirteenth Master would be arriving in a few days, Nanny Chen had been simmering bone broth in the big pot for a long time, over the smallest flame.
The weather was cold, and Nanny Chen also wanted to warm up the Dragon Throne in the main house of the back courtyard, to dispel the moisture in the room. As a result, these past few days everyone in the Siheyuan enjoyed delicious meals daily, with a variety of dishes being prepared, and for a while, Nanny Chen was extremely popular.
At this time, there was no talk of leftovers being old; it was too normal to eat them the next day. Because of Nanny Chen’s innate servility, after cooking, she would pick out the best dishes and set them aside, planning to save them for Thirteenth Master and his family.
The slightly inferior dishes were left for the bunch of rascals in the front courtyard.
Xie Jingchen and his family arrived in the afternoon, and most of the other people in the courtyard had gone out on errands, except for Lei Hairong, who was staying in his own room due to an old illness.
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