Perhaps because she was afraid that Wei Yang wouldn't believe her, she continued, "Mrs. Chen is a fierce woman. There are not many good illegitimate sons and daughters in the courtyard. The Chen family has three illegitimate daughters. The two older ones are already married, and they didn't marry well. One became the concubine of a minor official in his forties, and her grandchildren are about the same age as her. Another one married into a wealthy family in the countryside, and received a large betrothal gift, but no dowry!"
Wei Yang had seen many bastards who were not well-received in the capital, but they all had to save face, at least they could still look good on the surface. She had never seen anyone as shameless as this one.
I couldn't help but ask, "What about Chen Su?"
"Chen Su is a smart person. She coaxes her eldest sister well. Although Qingqing is willful and capricious, she is not cunning. Madam Chen sees that her only daughter likes this third sister very much, so she lets her accompany Qingqing in and out. It is more reassuring to have Chen Su watching over her than to have the maids watching over her."
Yan Xiaoling took a sip of tea and continued, "Her family lives next door to mine. Lord Chen is not in the army, but a civilian official. He is very particular about the difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. It would take three days to talk about his family's affairs!"
Yan Xiaoyan interrupted and said, "Then let's not talk about it. Let's talk about what my aunt said about learning a skill to make a living."
"Well," Wei Yang asked hesitantly, "What can you two do?"
"I can ride a horse, I learned Kung Fu from my father, and I can eat." Yan Xiaoyan found herself funny after she said this and couldn't help but giggle with her hands covering her mouth.
Wei Yang suppressed her laughter and turned to Yan Xiaoling: "What about you?"
"I can ride a horse, know a few kung fu moves, and I know needle and thread. I'm okay at sewing and mending, but I'm not good at embroidering." Yan Xiaoling said this with shame on her face.
The girls of Yanzhou were very heroic, and they were no worse than the men in riding horses and fighting. As for needlework and knitting, they were only good at mending and mending. As for playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, those things were neither edible nor life-saving, and few people knew how to do them.
"Sister Xiaoxia and Sister Xiaoli can embroider, but they are not very good." Yan Xiaoyan said after thinking for a while.
Yan Xiaoling looked at Wei Yang who was deep in thought: "Aunt, what can you do?"
What can I do? Wei Yang frowned and thought.
In the mansion, her nanny taught her etiquette, her mother taught her how to manage the household, her eldest sister taught her how to write, her second sister taught her how to play the piano, and her grandmother even found someone to teach her embroidery. Her brothers also accompanied her to read books and took her out to play.
"My Weiyang doesn't need to learn anything, and she can live better than any other girl." This is what my grandmother said.
Her grandmother loved her the most and left countless dowries for her.
"My little girl, you don't have to learn those things. You can do whatever you want." This is what the mother said. The mother loves her, even more than her older sister.
And dad, elder sister, brothers and sisters-in-law...
"Aunt, what's wrong with you?"
A voice sounded beside her ear, Wei Yang was startled, raised her hand, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground with a bang.
"Aunt, are you okay?"
"Girl. Are you burned?"
The teacup was broken and the carriage was in a mess.
Konggu hurriedly reached out to wipe the tea off Weiyang's skirt, and Yan Xiaoling came over with a handkerchief to help.
"Are you okay, little aunt?" Yan Xiaoyan carefully stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Wei Yang's eyes. Wei Yang came back to her senses, stood up, shook her skirt and said, "I'm fine."
Seeing that she looked unhappy, Yan Xiaoling hurriedly pushed Yan Xiaoyan and said, "Go, call Xiaodie, let's go back, it's getting late."
Yan Xiaoyan looked at Wei Yang worriedly, lifted the curtain and walked out.