Chapter 210: Mama Wang's Good Intentions (3)

Liu Ming is ten years old, she is thirteen years old, and the general master will choose someone who is three or two years older than the young master to be the maid in the room, and after the young master marries, he will be paid as an aunt. If the young master really has an interest in him, then ......

It's just that all this is just an extravagant hope, she is a big girl with money and flowers, how could the eldest young master accept her, and even the poison on the eldest young master's body is still under her, which is a sin that cannot be atoned.

Chunxiu was still distracted, so she listened to Qian Jinhua, "I don't want to see Mama Wang anymore, this, you take it, have a chance to send some pastries." ”

There were a lot of people who were given pastries by Chunxiu, there were several aunts and wives in the backyard, the ones who were lucky enough were just no children, and the more miserable adults also followed.

There were several times when the head of the family, Liu Benze, was furious and wanted to punish Qian Jinhua, but was stopped by Liu Xiongwen, and the child in Liu Xiongwen's aunt's womb was not his.

Once or twice, Liu Xiongwen didn't even change a reason, Liu Xiongwen likes to be a cuckold, and Liu Benze simply doesn't care anymore.

Therefore, Liu Xiongwen has no other heirs except Liu Ming, and Liu Ming has only survived to this day by following the head of the family. Even so, if it weren't for Madame's desire to torture Liu Ming slowly, he wouldn't have been able to live until now.

Chunxiu has sent pastries and the subordinates who do things for the lady, after she has sent the pastries, the subordinates of the family will always be unwilling to fall into the pond, well, and then when they are fished out, it will always be too late, and the people will be gone.

Chunxiu is not worried about being discovered when she makes a move, Qian Jinhua is not a scheming person. The reasons why she has been able to succeed again and again:

The first is because of the strange state of this family, whether it is Liu Benze or Liu Xiongwen, they all acquiesced to Qian Jinhua's move.

Liu Benze's bottom line is that Qian Jinhua can't make a move on Liu Ming.

As for Liu Xiongwen, as long as Qian Jinhua makes a move, then the reason why that person will die is that he has always stood on Qian Jinhua's side.

The second is that even if it is discovered, it is only a few minions who are abandoned, so far, Chunxiu has been found several times, and Qian Jinhua has been thrown out to apologize for her.

The two male protagonists have never been seriously held accountable, and even Chunxiu, the person who made the shot, is safe and sound, and every time he hastily deals with a few scapegoats, which makes Qian Jinhua even more fearless.

Even though Chunxiu is burdened with several lives, and the maid gate passes her like a soul messenger, she is not a ruthless person.

If there is a choice, Chunxiu doesn't want to live in the big mansion of the Liu family, the people here are not living, but acting in horror dramas, everyone is a drama, thick powder and heavy makeup, and can't tell who is a human or a ghost.

Chunxiu silently took the powder, she knew that next time, or next time, this powder would be given to Chunxiu.

The grandmother in the kitchen asked in a low voice, "Chunxiu, are you going to make pastries again?"

Chunxiu lowered her head and let out a soft "um". The old lady in the kitchen knows that every time Chunxiu finishes making pastries, someone in the family will always die, so she silently sent the maid who burned the fire and personally lit the fire for Chunxiu.

In the past, when Chunxiu made this pastry, it was only a task to perform, it was better for others to die than to die by themselves, in this mansion, the compassionate people did not live long.

Chunxiu struggled to find a way to survive for herself and her younger brother, even if it was to pave the way with other flesh and blood.

It's very hot to carry Bai Jinpa in her arms, so this Chunxiu's hand making dim sum is a little shaky, she looks at her hands, if there is someone she loves in the future, can she still wash her hands and make soup?

Chunxiu actually understands that she has already lost her qualification to love Rao, and these hands can only be washed with yellow spring water.

The burnt yellow chrysanthemum crisp on the surface is placed on a delicate white porcelain plate, which looks tempting, but it is a poison that kills.

Chunxiu was reluctant to hold this plate of snacks, and unconsciously walked outside the study of the eldest young master Liu Ming.

When she came to her senses, she fled. In Liu Ming's study, I don't know where to come out of a man, in his thirties, with a scar on his face, and a person who exudes cold air all over his body, "Young master, Chunxiu took a snack to the door and went back." ”

Liu Ming put down the account book in his hand, sighed, and said, "Uncle Yao, go and inform Mama Wang, tell her that it's just one or two things, let her get ready, and by the way, send her the fake death medicine I asked you to prepare last time, and let her make arrangements as soon as possible." ”

"Yes" The man's body shape changed illusory, slowly disappearing, and this path is not at all like the Jianghu exercises.

This Yao Xin is the person Liu Ming saved when he went out to do business, when it rained, Liu Ming went into the temple to hide from the rain, when Yao Xin was lying on the futon in front of the Buddha, the wounds all over his body had been rancid, attracting a lot of flies.

Whoever sees this situation will only be regarded as a corpse. If it was on the side of the road and it was a stranger, Liu Ming might just glance at it and walk over.

But this is within the Buddhist temple, even if it is such a depressed Buddhist temple, but anyone who has a trace of reverence for the Buddha will not let this corpse rot on the Buddha hall.

Liu Ming asked his subordinates to bury the corpse, but he didn't expect that when the corpse was moved, the person snorted softly.

Since he has already made a move, Liu Ming simply sent the person to the hospital after doing it, and when he first went, the doctor would definitely not be able to save him, but for the sake of the large amount of silver given by Liu Ming, he did his best to obey his orders.

No one expected Yao Xin to survive like that, in order to repay Liu Ming for saving his life, he stayed by Liu Ming's side, but he refused to confide what he had experienced, only that he was a member of the Divine Forbidden Dynasty.

Liu Ming accidentally picked up the treasure, this Yao Xin is a mysterious kung fu, not like ordinary martial arts, and he blocked a lot of things for him by Liu Ming's side.

Even the poison on Liu Ming's body was solved by him, this time Liu Ming asked him to Zhang Luo's fake death medicine, he didn't have to trouble others, he could configure it himself.

Mama Wang accepted the medicine sent by Yao Xin and put it in her arms, with a hint of relief on her face.

She worked very hard, as if every extra step in her physical condition could kill her, but she had to hold on like a normal person, endure the pain, force her face to smile, and finally was about to be freed.

Zhen Meiyu went to the kitchen to ask for a pear syrup, this time Mama Wang did not teach Meiyu again, and the grandparents and grandchildren ate the syrup happily.

Mama Wang: "Today, we don't learn the rules, and we don't read the account books, let's talk to our grandparents and grandchildren." ”

Zhen Meiyu raised her face, smiled like a flower, climbed into Mama Wang's bed a few times, and patted the bed, "Mama, come up quickly, let's lie down and talk." I'll sleep with you today."

Zhen Meiyu is a six-year-old child in the end, and the muddy water of the Liu family is not something she can see through. She only felt that Mama Wang was very kind to her today, so she couldn't help but want to be coquettish and rely on.

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