Chapter 38: Words from the Heart

In the blink of an eye, it was the old calendar and the new year. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It is lively everywhere, and there is a new atmosphere every day, as if people want to show the results of the whole year's busyness in the last days of the lunar month. On the street outside the Fu Mansion, there were many stalls selling toys, firecrackers, candy, peanuts and other things, and there were more cars coming and going, and the sound of horns often sounded all day.

Since witnessing Fu Mingyu appear in the small garden that day and night, Xia Yejin and Feng Zhi have followed more closely, almost inseparable.

She later figured out that no matter whether she finally fulfilled Feng Zhi and Fu Mingyu or destroyed the relationship between the two of them, there must be a premise before that, that is, she can clearly and clearly grasp the movements of these two people. The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can only make judgments and choices when we understand the situation.

It's just that the Fu Mansion has been too busy in the past few days, catching cakes and making rice cakes in the kitchen overnight at night, and during the day, she has to follow the ladies and wives to fold gold and silver ingots, cut window flowers, and a third-class little maid like her is also responsible for the sprinkling and cleaning of the compound and the sanitation of all parts of the house.

Under this kind of high-intensity physical labor, she didn't have the time to pay attention to what other people had done, but fortunately, Feng Zhi had also been busy, and it was within her sight, which made Xia Yejin slightly relieved.

There are special masters doing all kinds of dim sum, but in people like Fu Mansion, the dim sum chefs were temporarily invited from the pastry shop years ago, and they are simply only responsible for doing them, and other chores still have to be helped by the Fu family. However, everything has seniority, Xia Yejin is a newcomer, such as burning firewood and steaming noodles in the kitchen, which has no intersection with the master, and is hard and tiring, of course, she is the only one.

Pastries are often made in the middle of the night, and it takes a little longer for the pastries to be fully steamed out of the pot, so in the past few days, Xia Yejin has almost slept directly by the stove with her clothes closed. was already thin, and the big blue-gray cotton jacket on her body was like a cover, which directly wrapped her whole person.

Xia Yejin thought hatefully every time she fell asleep, when she went back smoothly this time, she must increase the salary of the capitalist vampire in Gongchenshi, which is both mental and labor, where is it enough for fifteen thousand a month, at least to eighteen thousand.

In a daze, it seemed that someone was gently shaking her, Xia Yejin was extremely tired, just squinted for a while, muttered a few words, and didn't want to open her eyes at all, but the next moment she was agitated, and sat up straight.

Fu Mingxin wanted to laugh a little when he saw her like this.

He had just passed by, and saw that there was a fire in the kitchen, but there was no oil lamp, thinking that something was wrong, and when he walked in, he found that this person was only wrapped in a cotton jacket and fell asleep directly by the stove.

"Great, young master?"

Through the faint light of the fire, Xia Yejin could see the faces of the people who came.

Seeing that it was Fu Mingxin, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

She hadn't seen this person since she happened to meet him in the garden last time, and she thought that he would continue to live in the topic of the ladies of the mansion, but she didn't expect to see a real person in the middle of the night.

Seeing that Xia Yejin was about to get up and salute, Fu Mingxin stopped his hand in the air, and said with a light smile, If you really want to give a salute, I will come first.

As soon as he said this, Xia Yejin didn't want to insist, scratched his head and sat down in front of the stove again.

There was no word for a while.

Xia Yejin thought about it and decided to blurt out the question that had been hidden in her heart for many days.

"Your injuries? Is it better? ā€

The wound on the back is very deep, and it is more or less inconvenient to apply the medicine by yourself, but if you ask someone else to help? Although I don't know what happened, judging from the situation that night, Fu Mingxin probably didn't want others to know about this injury.

So when he saw his light and breezy appearance that day, Xia Yejin was very puzzled, how could the long and deep opening recover so quickly? But if you let the maid in the house help with the medicine, then it will be another matter.

Thinking of this, the delicate and handsome appearance of the big girl Bai Qing appeared in front of her.

"Thanks to your shot, it's much better."

Fu Mingxin naturally didn't know that Xia Yejin had thought so much, he just smiled simply, and under the light of the fire, his face was unusually fair, an unhealthy whiteness.

Xia Yejin looked at him in a daze, and said in his heart that such a person doesn't look like a pedantic warlord official, or is it really because his prejudice against warlord officials is too deep and too misunderstood?

Suddenly, she remembered something, reached out and fished it out in the pocket of the big padded jacket, and handed a small porcelain bottle to Fu Mingxin, saying that this is a golden medicine, and the efficacy is estimated to be average, but it is better than nothing.

It's a shame to say that after she stole it from Sister-in-law Liu last time, she forgot to return it.

Forget it, let's take some more money and put it in the drawer tomorrow to compensate her.

Fu Mingxin was a little surprised to see that Xia Yejin had touched it for a long time and found a golden medicine, he held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time before he raised his head with a smile enlarged, "You usually carry this?" ā€

How can it be?!

Xia Yejin rolled her eyes in her heart.

"It's from last time."

The corners of Fu Mingxin's mouth raised slightly after hearing this, and then he was a little embarrassed to explain that the situation was urgent that day, so he didn't wait for you to come back with the medicine. After a pause, he said that your bandaging technique is quite skillful.

"My grandfather's family used to run a veterinarian, specializing in treating the wounds of Jingba, which was raised by the wealthy."

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Ha? ā€

Unexpectedly, seeing the other party's eyes widen, Xia Yejin finally couldn't help but smile and said I'm joking with you, my grandfather's family opened a medical center.

Fu Mingxin was a little helpless, and smiled casually, "Those Jingba are much more expensive than me......"

The wind was blowing, beating against the oil-papered window lattices.

The cold wind passed through the unclosed door, swirled around the stove, and roared into the necks of people. Xia Yejin subconsciously tightened the padded jacket on her body, and she didn't know if it was because there was still a fire burning in the stove, she actually felt a little warm.

The closer the Chinese New Year gets, the more guests there will be.

Most of the people who came were old friends and old friends of Mrs. Fu - middle-aged and elderly men with big bellies and oily faces, in the words of the old lady, they were noble "gentlemen".

These people are either playing cards and drinking in the side hall, or reciting poems in the octagonal exquisite pavilion in the garden, or taking out their treasured antiques, calligraphy and paintings in the study to taste each other, and sometimes the old lady will even invite famous actors in the city to make up and take pictures or sing a few tunes. Originally, it was busy enough to approach the end of the year, but now there is such an extra crop to serve, which is simply a matter of life.