Ink dyeing focused on making female red, it was rare for the girl to rest, and the idle girl outside also held an embroidery bandage in her hand, looking for a quiet place, doing needlework, they were not all making the girl's clothes, and it was not their turn to do it.

They just picked up the pocket money to earn some rouge gouache for themselves in their free time, since the girl is ready to open a new embroidery shop, which is not uncommon in the house, you can see idle girls everywhere to do work, that is, under the influence of Rongfu, the mother-in-law who likes to eat wine and gamble, has also converged a lot, after all, eating wine and gambling are spending money outside, where there is money to take in comfort.

Zhang's family and other family members are not very optimistic about Jia Lu's new shop, after all, the people who live in Kyoto, the first good place, which one has no eyesight, it is not that they look down on the craftsmanship of their own people.

There are also those who are exquisite in craftsmanship and do not lose to the tight embroiderers, and the first- and second-class maids around the master are not bad in the female red, but more people have never received this kind of learning, and those who can keep the stitches neat are considered good, and the others, there are many worse than Jia Lu, who is not good at female popularity.

However, it is not bad to have such a good guiding effect on the atmosphere of the house, but it is a loss of money, in fact, the family style of the Ning Mansion has improved, but it is not very obvious, after all, the Ning Mansion has always been under the high-pressure discipline of Jia Jing, but whoever dares to do evil, then it is really a matter of thinking about how to die.

The most obvious change is the Rongguo Mansion next door, because Jia Lu once said that even the work done by the girls in the Rongfu Mansion can be sent over and sold for money. The building is about to fall, some people are addicted to it, and some people feel an inexplicable sense of crisis, and the atmosphere is invigorated, otherwise Li Kun and Tanchun would not have this idle time to come to Ning Mansion to manage the house.

Mo Ran listened to the sound of Suo Suo in the inner room, put down the embroidery bandage, tiptoed inside, lifted the curtain, and was not bluffed.

Jia Lu was lying on her back, her eyes wide open!

Mo Dye patted his chest, and said in fear,

"Why can't the girl rest?"

Jia Lu blinked his eyes twice, and shed two lines of tears under the dryness and pain, and said busily,

"What's wrong with the girl, what's wrong with it, just talk to the slaves and maids, it's better than thinking about it here alone, right?"

Jia Lu propped up the bed and sat up, wiped the wetness from her face, and said, "It's okay, what time is it?" After many days of hard work, the girl's throat, which should have been crisp and pleasant, was a little hoarse.

Mo Ran brought a cup of hot tea at the right temperature, and while serving Jia Lu to drink, he took out the pocket watch in his arms and said,

"It's four thirty-five, I'm afraid it's going to be dinner, and the girl hasn't used her lunch well, so why don't you call for dinner earlier?"

Jia Lu shook her head, she didn't feel how hungry she was, or she hadn't noticed that she was hungry for several days, seeing that the sky was a little dark, she asked,

"Do you have all the old lady's medicine and night?"

"It's all ready, don't worry, girl, Grandma Sun is guarding the yard over there!"

"But I once instructed over there, after the old lady woke up, let him have some dinner first, not to add medicinal food, so that he can't smell the smell of medicine, and wait for half a moment after eating before feeding the medicine, otherwise he will lose his appetite and can't eat if he eats the medicine early, and he will vomit out the dinner he ate before, not only is it not very good, but he also tosses it in vain. ”

I can't come back after the ink dyeing, where will she know if she has any orders about this old lady.

Seeing this, Jia Lu lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and said, "Look, where can I rest assured, change clothes, I'll go to the old lady to have a look!"

The ink dye couldn't, because she was weak-hearted, and she couldn't persuade the girl, so she could only wait for her to change her clothes, and went to Jia Jing's yard.

Before she got close to the courtyard, the strong smell of medicine came along the wind, Jia Lu frowned, she just smelled too much and wanted to gause, let alone her father, who had been drinking, so she ordered,

"Now that the weather is warmer, the medicine is far away and not easy to cool, so I moved the stove for decoction of the medicine outside, and the smell of this thing is too much, and the medicine cannot be drunk. ”

Qing Mama should go down, she is the old man of Ningfu, and she is also the old man of Rong'an Hall, she was left by Jia Lu's mother, she is cautious and gentle, everyone in the house respects her very much, and after Jia Jing is seriously ill, she is also in charge of Rong'an Hall, but after being cautious, it is inevitable that there will be some veneer, even if it is spring, she is not willing to move the medicine stove out, so she has to fill the yard with a strong smell of medicine.

Now that there is only such a master left in the family who can be the master, no one dares to slack off on her words, and after moving the medicine stove out, it is really much more comfortable.

Jia Lu entered the back room, the house was quite good, she often stayed inside, often ordered people to open the window, not particularly bad smell, to Jia Jing's bed, Jia Lu was silent for a long time.

At this time, it is the turn of Shen Shi and Youshi, and it is the spring that has just passed the end of winter, although it is not too late, but the sky is gradually darkening, and it is not the moment of the palm lamp, in the dim space, I don't know whether it is the oil lamp hanging on the wall, or the faint light outside the window, it is more and more silent and strange under the swaying of the veil.

The old man on the bed was lying reclining, his thin body could not support the heavy winter quilt, except for the chest that was a little higher in the middle, he was still undulating, and he could not see that there was a person lying on the couch.

I don't know how long it was, maybe it was just a moment, maybe it was another hour, the old man on the bed suddenly woke up, coughed heavily, broke the silence of the room, and seemed to cough out all his lungs.

Jia Lu wiped his cheek heavily with his sleeve, while helping Jia Jing up, patting his chest lightly to dredge his air, and calling someone in.

Half a day later, Jia Jing finally stopped the earth-shattering coughing sound, and his face, which was obviously just skinned and wrapped in the skull, was red and purple, and his mouth was wide open, panting heavily, "he

Jia Lu took the opportunity to pat him on the back, tilted his face to his back, rubbed it several times, coughed lightly, and took the white fungus millet porridge sent by Mama Qing, the white fungus is soft and smooth, and the millet is easy to digest, which is suitable for Jia Jing to drink at this time.

Jia Jing coughed so much that Venus appeared in front of his eyes, his brain was a mess, his throat and chest were even more burning, and his body was hot and soft, all at the mercy of others.

After pouring a bowl of hot porridge, his throat was much clearer, his muddy brain finally cleared up a lot, and his eyes were still a little dizzy.

I don't know if he is sick and faint, or if her sister Lu has grown up, in a trance, she is still a red-skinned monkey who can't grow an arm, Brother Rong said that she was festive, Brother Qiang said that she was too ugly to marry, and now she has two points of elegance when her grandmother was young.

Hanging down his arm and moving, patting the edge of the bed, Jia Lu knew what he meant, sat on the side, and asked,

"What does my father command?"