The cold wind wrapped in snow foam howled outside the house, and the dead branches of a pear tree in hibernation at the door of the house were fluttered.

A cotton curtain hangs quietly from the door, separating the interior and exterior. It's a pity that this curtain looks very old, obviously last year or the year before last, the fabric inside and outside is old and faded, and the cotton tire inside is also so thin that it is almost breathable.

The cold wind was howling, and it was as cold inside the house as it was outside. A small yellow clay stove sits in the middle of the room, and an aluminum teapot on it glows with a cold green glow. It's been a long time since there was a fire in the hearth, but it was just a decoration from the beginning.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl curled up on a small wooden bench along the edge of the kang, with a cloth shirt piled up on her knees, a big red blouse, which looked ninety percent new, and the fabric of the clothes was also good.

She pressed the detached buckle of the neckline back and sewed it back, and then lightly sewed a small tear in the right cuff. Then I picked up my shirt and looked at the whole, and sighed when I looked at it, the biggest flaw was not in the buttons or cuffs, but a gap in the left hem.

The opening, which was a foot long, stretched up from the piping to the seam of the armpit, like a knife in unison, and forced the intact silk out of this ugly opening. With this gap, this shirt can be regarded as scrapped. If the clothes of other hostesses in this family had been discarded and no longer bothered to sew and repair, they would have been given to their subordinates, or they had been removed to make uppers, and they would definitely not be worn again anyway.

But the owner of this garment ......

She's definitely going to have to wear it.

Although she has been unconscious since the accident, she slept for a day and a night without eating, drinking, or waking up, and today is another day.

But the little girl always believed that she would wake up, that she would get better, and that she would wear this dress.

All she could do as a rough maid was to wipe her face and hands over and over again, touch her forehead every once in a while, try to call in her ear, scoop a little water and gently pour it into her chapped lips, even if she wouldn't open her mouth to eat at all, she still wanted to moisten her mouth and throat. She had cleaned the blood on her forehead, and wrapped the still bleeding wound tightly with a handkerchief. The blood would still seep out, and there was no other way but to follow the folk method of stopping bleeding, grabbing handfuls of ash from the stove of the small stove and pressing them on the wound.

I don't know if it was really useful, or if the blood in her body had dried up, and after a day and a night, this morning, the wound was no longer bleeding, and the limestone soil soaked in blood and water had been cleaned up.

Now the master is sleeping quietly on the kang, his face is sallow, his eyebrows and eyes are closed, and he looks without pain or consciousness, giving people an incomparably peaceful illusion.

This shirt still needs to be mended, even if the master is still unconscious and does not wake up, Yahuan thinks that she will be mended when she wakes up, so it is better to do this in advance, anyway, it is idle to be idle.

Slowly, the needlework in Yahuan's hand stopped, and she was stunned in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, thinking about it, drowsiness hit her, her head slowly drooped to her chest, and a wisp of saliva flowed down from the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose, and with the sound of the wind, a footstep rushed in from the outside, bringing in a fierce cold wind and a chaotic burst of snow foam, "What's wrong? Sister Lancao, what's wrong with her—is she unconscious or is she dying?"

With the shouting, a girl who was also thirteen or fourteen years old slammed into the door, and the curtain was violently shaken, and immediately a fierce cold wind and a gust of fine snow slag came in behind her.

The maid in front of the kang stood up in horror, hurriedly put down the needle and thread in her hand, straightened her face and lowered her voice to reproach: "Be quiet, orchid, aren't you good to be quiet?

While speaking, he stopped Orchid's hand and blocked her from the window away from the kang, "You don't know that our little grandmother is in a coma now, don't dare to quarrel, don't dare to be surprised, can only be raised quietly!"

"Yo-" The little girl named Orchid pursed her mouth, and a faint contemptuous smile was contained in a pair of high-raised hanging eyebrows, and snorted: "Is a little mute still afraid of being frightened? Besides, isn't he unconscious now?"

She didn't feel that such a sentence was enough, the smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly turned cold, and her voice was deliberately raised: "Little grandma, little grandma, sister, you are still stupid to guard this little grandma, in the eyes of others, she has never been a grandmother, she is a girl from a poor stick family at all, and she is just a child daughter-in-law when she enters this door, and she is still a fool's daughter-in-law!"

She pressed the word fool firmly, as if to emphasize it deliberately.

Lancao pounced on her and covered her mouth, so angry that she stomped her feet, "Orchid Orchid, you conscienceless little prostitute, no matter how much others do to the little grandmother, it will not be your turn and I will step on it again, in this Liu family compound, which master can treat you and me like the little grandmother? Although she has not been in this door for a long time, she has never treated you and me as maids, does not beat, scold, or bully us, treats us like sisters, and now that she is in trouble, we can't follow others like this." ”

Angry and anxious, tears fell from his eyes as he spoke.

Orchid was stunned for a moment, as if she felt that what she said was good, but she quickly pursed her mouth, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes, and she fought back against Lancao without any scruples: "Little grandma is good to us, I admit it, that's because she, like us, is also from a poor background, she is not worthy of being the grandmother of this Liu family compound at all, she, she ......"

Lan Cao was stunned, and suddenly raised his hand and slapped it hard, this slap fell on the orchid's chin, and there was a crisp sound, which startled the two maid rings. Lancao didn't expect that she could really slap this slap, and her palms that she looked at stupidly were silent for a while.

Orchid didn't expect that this orchid would have the mind to teach herself a lesson, and this slap really dared to fall, she was angry and shocked, she immediately covered her cheeks, stared at the orchid with hot eyes, and hated to swallow the other party in one bite.

Lan Cao saw that she was in trouble, both of them were close servants by the master's side, and their status was the same, and there was no question of who was in charge of whom, so how could the other party accept this slap? How could they be willing to accept it?

Sure enough, Orchid quickly sobered up, and her anger was rising, this slap hurt second, isn't this a clear bully? Who do you think of her Orchid?

No, she didn't want to be oppressed by a person of similar status to herself for no reason, she suddenly pounced on her with a snort, not to fight back at Lan Cao's mouth, but to tear her clothes and hair. A woman's fight is nothing more than tearing, including clothes and faces, where it is convenient to start, and where it is caught, it will be destroyed.

Lancao didn't expect the other party to tear her face and fight with herself, at that moment, she was shocked and sad in her heart, she and Orchid, anyway, they also served the little grandmother together, even if they didn't work together for a long time, but they could be regarded as tacit and friendly, how could they say that they would turn their faces? It's not because the little grandmother saw that she couldn't save her that she was so arrogant. She knows that this person is usually arrogant, but she didn't expect to be able to turn over such a ruthless and unrighteous true face when the master is in danger, which is really chilling.

The two girls of the orchid and the orchid are almost the same, they are both girls from poor families, who have worked at home since they were children, and their bodies have been honed by farm work to be strong. If the two of them really want to do a fight, they should be equal, no matter up or down. If you really want to divide the superior, it can only be who is ruthless and who has a better chance of winning.

A qiē was between the flint and lightning, and before Lan Cao finished thinking about it, Lan Cao's five fingers had already beckoned sharply, and she rushed to the door, Lan Cao didn't dare to scream or scold loudly, she was afraid of disturbing the unconscious patient. Orchid didn't care about this, she pounced in the air, even more unrelenting, and pounced again angrily.

Lancao was forced to turn around all over the ground, seeing that there was nowhere to hide, in a panic, she picked up a pillow next to the kang, and she held the pillow high in front of her, resisting and protecting her face.

Orchid was unforgiving, scolding and scolding, it seemed that she wouldn't stop if she didn't scratch a bloody hole on Lancao's face today.

Lan Cao was angry and hateful, and she was sad, and she didn't dare to disturb the little grandmother on the kang, so she scolded Lan Hua while dodging.

"The little grandmother is still asleep on the kang, you are about to turn the sky upside down? You are too bold, you don't have me in your eyes, do you dare to have no little grandma in your eyes?"

"Bah--a living dead who breathes more than the dead, what kind of little grandma, do you really expect her to come back to life? Come back to avenge you? Okay, my Lancao sister, you're going to die of this heart--since the eldest lady assigned us here, you rely on the little grandmother to like you more, you think of ways to oppress me every day, hmph, now it's okay, the good days are over, I think you still dare to be rampant? Little prostitute, listen well, when she has the rest of her breath, I will go back to Mama Li next to the eldest lady to do things, what about you, just wait for your good life, there will be no good end!"

These words were conclusive, and full of contempt and hatred, Lancao was even more frightened, remembering that she was unwilling to wait for her grandmother since her accident, and kept looking for excuses to run away, but it turned out to be a way back for herself, when the master and the subordinate have always been an employment relationship, the master is dead, and the subordinate will naturally find a new master, this is a matter of course, but she is too anxious for orchids, isn't this little grandmother still dead, even if the eldest lady has long been indifferent to the life and death of the little grandmother, but the people they serve close to can also look forward to the death of this hard-working woman？

There were big tears in the eyes of the orchid, and he felt uncomfortable, and he held his breath, and suddenly threw away the pillow, no longer dodging, and rushed to send his face to the orchid, saying in his heart that if you want to take advantage of it, come here, as long as you are happy, anyway, I hit you first, if you don't fight back, you will definitely not stop, things have come to this point, I will let you take advantage of it.

The orchid frantically pounced on the little face of the orchid with ten fingers of both hands.

"Smack-" There was a loud sound, and something suddenly struck, crossed the two entangled small bodies, and fell heavily on the ground and mountain.

The two torn and tangled maids were frightened, and immediately separated, and hurriedly bowed their heads, which was a pillow.

It's not the pillow that I just held in Lancao's arms as a defense, but ...... One glance at this color, you know that it is the little grandmother's pillow.

The two pairs of frightened eyes brushed together on the unconscious body lying flat in the bed on the kang.

Can a living dead with only one breath left drop a pillow?

Or did the pillow fly down on its own?

Orchid and Orchid saw a pair of sparkling eyes, and were looking at the two of them in a daze.

This gaze met their eyes, motionless, looking straight at them, this look, a little dull, a little dazed, a little hesitant, as if she didn't know them at all.

From this pupil, Orchid saw herself and Orchid's round eyes that were wide from horror.

Little grandma, is she awake??