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When she heard this statement, Ye Shaohua was sitting at the edge of the table, pouring herself a cup of tea, sipping it while flipping through the book her father had left her.
Her facial expression was very calm.
The wet nurse said a sentence and realized Ye Shaohua was drinking water, so she immediately came forward, "Lady, this tea is from the morning, it has long been cold. It’s autumn now, you shouldn’t drink something chilled..."
The wet nurse picked up the teapot intending to swap it for a cup of hot water, but mid-sentence, she suddenly stopped.
How is this tea... still warm?
Although the Wang Residence was luxurious, the distinction between high and low status was particularly clear, especially since the lord hadn’t glanced at Ye Shaohua even once in the last three days. How would anyone in the residence take a minor concubine seriously?
No one except for the two maids who were initially assigned to watch over them had ever come to their shabby courtyard. How could someone have changed the water for Ye Shaohua to be warm?
Still puzzled, the wet nurse was interrupted by Ye Shaohua, "Wet nurse, what were you saying just now?"
Reminded by Ye Shaohua’s words, the wet nurse suddenly recalled something and immediately forgot about the tea. She joyfully said, "Lady, it’s about your maternal uncle, do you know, your maternal uncle is right in the Imperial City! The one who often held you when you were little, and Lady Yanyu is also with your uncle’s family!"
As the wet nurse spoke of this, her eyes turned red.
One thing about ancient times was that communication was incredibly backward.
For Ye Shaohua and the wet nurse, two women of frail status, surviving to this day was already a miracle. They knew they still had the maternal uncle’s family, but the vast distance made it not so simple to desire news from the Shen Family in the Hall.
Even Shen Jiran and Cheng Yan had only found these two recently.
If the situation were normal, even if they were both in the Imperial City, the wet nurse feared it would take another ten years to find her maternal uncle’s family.
With so many people surnamed Shen in the world, even if she knew about Shen Jiran, how could the wet nurse dare to confirm without seeing the maternal uncle himself that he was the one? freēwebnovel.com
Now that her maternal uncle had found them first, how could the wet nurse not be excited?
Especially after having stayed in the Wang Residence.
"Oh." Ye Shaohua flipped through her memories. This maternal uncle had met the original host as well, but at that time, the original host was sick with grief, and the meals sent over from the Wang Residence didn’t contain any Qiankun, so her mental state was not good.
She didn’t agree to see her maternal uncle.
Being a man, the maternal uncle obviously couldn’t come to the back courtyard of the Wang Residence to meet the lord’s concubine, could he?
So, until the original host’s death, the two never met each other.
Only the sister of the original owner had met her a few times, but there was some estrangement between them since the original owner in Imperial City followed her father around searching for materials.
And Ye Yanyu, having poor health, was left behind in the Imperial City. It was quite normal for there to be a gap between them.
However, after the original host passed away, only her maternal uncle insisted on opening a hall for an autopsy and even because of this, he had a conflict with the Wang Residence, eventually taking the original host’s mortuary tablet back to Jiangnan in a fit of anger.
As for Cheng Yan, he hadn’t paid much attention to the original host to begin with, so he just left with the maternal uncle.
"Lady, why aren’t you excited at all?" The wet nurse wiped away a tear, noticing that Ye Shaohua hadn’t moved an inch, just flipping through her book, she found it rather odd.
"It’s nothing." Ye Shaohua was considering the final step in refining steel, which would be quite simple with the many chemical substances available in the modern era.
But this was ancient times; Ye Shaohua lacked many things. She needed to make them little by little.
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