Wan Chun was shocked, she sat with Zhou Xiang and Mu Yan, there was no way to hide, seeing the pot of hot water flying towards her, she subconsciously reached out to block it. Zhang Jingtong sat on the oblique side and watched the accident, feeling bad, and suddenly stretched out his hand when he came back to his senses, and took the first step to deflect the teapot a few inches for Wanchun, and the water in the pot poured out, making his hands red.

Zhao Chunmei didn't want her plan to fail to hurt Wanchun, but hurt Zhang Jingtong, so she stood up with her hands on the table, hurriedly walked to him, took his hand and asked, "Let me see, what is the scalding?" Before he could finish his words, he was afraid that the little hall man would say something, so he scolded him again, "Why are you so not careful, you can't even pour tea, what's the use of your shopkeeper raising you?" Why don't you go down and get some ointment to treat Dong Wuye's burns. ”

The little hall was so frightened that he didn't listen to what Zhao Chunmei commanded. After so many years in the tea house, he is also known for his hard work, serving tea and delivering water is a matter of duty, and he has never missed a burn to a guest. What's more, this guest is so special - the fifth young master of the presidential palace, a person who can make his head lose his head with a word, how dare he serve carelessly?

If he hadn't stepped on something, he wouldn't have thrown the tray out. Twisting around and lifting the tablecloth, the chapel glanced at the ground, but he was stupid, the ground was flat and neat, where was something, what did he just step on?

He scratched his head in confusion, Zhao Chunmei saw that he didn't move, his face was cold, and he said more and more coldly: "What, am I not moving you?" Tell me to bring me some ointment. You can't hear all of it? ”

Zhang Jingtong was so hot that he was in pain, and he was impatient with Zhao Chunmei's stern voice. Then he looked at Wanchun and said, "Fourth Miss, did it hurt you?" ”

Wan Chun came back from the fright. Quickly shook his head and said no. Seeing that Zhang Jingtong's appearance seemed to be not lightly burned, he also got up and came over with Ji Yuan to take a look at his injuries.

Among them, Mu Yan was born in a family of Xinglin, and he has a lot of research on the treatment of bruises, and when he saw that there was a pot of cold water on the table, which was used to rinse his mouth, he took it over in time, and said while rinsing Zhang Jingtong: "Fortunately, this is tea to drink, and it is not very hot." Therefore, just scald some fur, wash it with cold water, and then apply a little edible oil green ointment on the head, and properly bandage it for three or two days to heal. ”

She said in an orderly manner, and everyone could relax when they saw that there was no big problem, so Wanchun called the little hall and instructed him: "Trouble you, please go and get some cooking oil and green ointment." ”

These two things cooking oil is the most common, and the green ointment is nowhere else or cannot be found for a while. But it can be found in the tea house, because when their new apprentices are not proficient in learning, there will always be things that burn their hands, so there are some prepared on the table. At this moment, the small hall listened to Wan Chunyi. He withdrew his gaze from the ground, muttered to himself, and went downstairs to look for the green ointment.

Unfortunately, Wanchun stood very close to him. I vaguely heard him say "what are you stepping on?", and I felt strange in my heart. Thinking of Fang Cai, the little chapel just stared at the ground. She also glanced down at the bottom of the chair beside the table. It's all clean, and I haven't found anything to step on.

She kept her head down, because she was standing beside Zhang Jingtong when she checked the injury, Zhao Chunmei didn't want her to be close to Zhang Jingtong in the first place, so she squeezed over from the other side when she saw this, pretended not to care and pushed Wanchun away, put her hand on Zhang Jingtong's shoulder and pretended to be considerate and asked, "Do you feel better now?" If it hurts, let us know as soon as possible, or go back to a doctor. ”

Wan Chun let her push, and couldn't help but take a step back, but her gaze hadn't been able to turn in time, still looking at the ground. Right now, Zhao Chunmei is standing beside Zhang Jingtong, the black high-heeled shoes on her feet are shiny, and it is not difficult to see that they are good leather, but this good leather is much more ugly if it is stained with a little dust.

Wan Chun bit her lip and sneered, now she finally understood what Xiao Tangqi said, so she said why she lost her hand, it turned out that someone was secretly stumbling. This Zhao Chunmei is really ruthless, and she dares to do anything.

Since she did it, she had to think about the consequences, did she think that what she did was seamless, and no one saw through her tricks? She, Li Wanchun, just wanted her to see what it means to have Skynet restored and not leaked.

Seeing that Xiao Tang brought up the green ointment, Mu Yan had already begun to bandage Zhang Jingtong's wound, Wan Chun waited patiently, until the ointment was applied, the wound was wrapped, and everyone was about to get up and go back to the house, then he pretended to be an accidental discovery, pointed to Zhao Chunmei's leather shoes and said in surprise: "Miss Zhao, look, who made your shoes dirty?" ”

Zhao Chunmei was stunned when she heard this, and intuitively looked at the shoes, her leather shoes were originally made in Italy, and they were brought to her by her cousin and sister-in-law from Italy last year as a meeting gift. At this time, seeing that there was a sharp gray mark on the black and shiny upper of the shoe, I was annoyed, and my mouth was unobstructed for a while: "Damn cousin, you actually stepped on my shoes like this." ”

The cousin stood behind her and listened to the instructions, he had always been in charge of running the hall in this single room, and when he heard Zhao Chunmei scolding herself, his heart was pounding, so he bowed forward from behind, looked down, and sure enough, he saw that Zhao Chunmei's leather shoes were the marks of his own cloth shoes, and he unconsciously patted his head and blamed himself: "Look at my eyes, I really can't ask for it." I said that I just stepped on something and slipped down, but I was stepping on the shoes of the second lady, what a damn thing! Second Miss, you dissipate your anger, and the little one will go down and find you some shoe polish, and wipe it clean. After finishing speaking, as soon as he bent up, he passed by Zhao Chunmei.

Zhao Chunmei was shocked to realize that she had missed her mouth at this time, her face was red and white, white and red, and she didn't care about the shoes, so she hurriedly turned around to look at Zhang Jingtong, and was about to explain.

However, as smart as Zhang Jingtong, he had already figured out what was going on before and after, and it was false to say that he was not angry, but he was even more disappointed when he was angry. In fact, he always thought that Zhao Chunmei was just rude, and the eldest lady had a heavier temper, but she was very passable in terms of personality. At the beginning, she also had the intention of letting Zhang Manyi, the sixth lady of the Presidential Palace, make peace between her and Wanchun, and hoped that the two could become friends, and they would not be too embarrassed to meet in social occasions in the future.

However, he didn't expect that Zhao Chunmei was not just as simple as being rude, but he would have a harmful mind, if he hadn't made a timely move, that pot of tea would definitely have been splashed on Wanchun's body.

Yes, yes! It turned out that he had mistaken her before!

Zhang Jingtong didn't want to look at Zhao Chunmei again at this moment, so he stood up and said to Ji Yuan and them: "I can't sit still here, I think it's better for us to go back to our own homes, and someone in the province will splash boiling water again, and I don't know who will hurt." ”

His meaning was clearly to blame Zhao Chunmei, Zhao Chunmei was not a fool, he had been with him for so many days, just looking at Zhang Jingtong's yin owl expression, he knew that he was extremely angry.

She was anxious and ashamed, and she was grabbed by someone again, and she didn't know how to excuse herself, and she didn't say a word for a long time with red eyes.

Wan Chun watched his goal be achieved, and couldn't help but be happy in his heart, but on the surface, he was still modest, and smiled at Zhang Jingtong gently: "The matter of the cousin accidentally burning the guest is not unique today, and there must be no intention to burn anyone." If it weren't for your speed, then I would have been the one who was injured today, and I would have thanked you very much. ”

She deliberately misinterpreted Zhang Jingtong's meaning, in order to let Zhao Chunmei have a step down so that she could show her measurements. Zhang Jingtong understood the exculpation of Zhao Chunmei in her words, and it was rare that Wanchun didn't care, so he had no intention of saying anything more to Zhao Chunmei.

However, Zhao Chunmei did not appreciate Wanchun's love, but said that if it weren't for Wanchun, she would not have caused this accident, and she would not have inadvertently scalded Zhang Jingtong. Even if Wan Chun excused her, in her eyes, it was just a cheap and obedient move, so she immediately said to Wan Chun in a cold voice: "Fourth Miss is really magnanimous, I don't know if Fourth Miss will forgive people like this next time she is really burned?" ”

"Pure beauty!"

She said angry words after being embarrassed, but when everyone heard it, she couldn't help but feel narrow-minded, and even Zhao Guodong couldn't help but scold her. He is Zhao Chunmei's brother-in-law, and Zhao Chunmei's character is as clear as he knows best. Because she was pampered and raised by her parents since she was a child, she couldn't do anything except picking stars and moons on weekdays, and no matter how difficult it was, she would do everything to make her parents comply with her requirements. To say that Fang Cai Xiaotang's mistake was done by Zhao Chunmei, even if he didn't want to believe it, he had to believe that his little sister was indeed the one who did this kind of thing.

It was in vain that he had such a good relationship with Zhang Jingtong and Li Jiyuan, and he was also deeply annoyed when such a thing happened at this moment, and seeing that Wanchun was so considerate, he smiled ashamedly and said: "It's okay, it's okay, let's go to our own family, Fifth Young Master, I'll go to the house tomorrow to see your injury, I'm really sorry today, we can't entertain you well as the host." ”

He said, clenching his fists in apology. No matter how dull Ji Yuan is, he will also see the way out, knowing that there is a ghost in Fang Cai's small hall, but several people involved in the accident have put on a posture of not being investigated, and Zhao Guodong is also sincere, he doesn't look at the monk's face and looks at the Buddha's face, so he nodded with a slight smile: "Then I have to meet again next time." After speaking, he asked Wanchun, "What kind of car are you all taking, we can take you for a ride before it gets dark." ”

Wan Chun looked at Zhou Xiang and Mu Yan and said with a smile: "How about it, two, can you take my cousin's car back?" ”

She knew that Zhou Xiang and Ji Yuan were angry, and she was afraid that she would anger Zhou Xiang again after making an unauthorized decision, so she said this. Zhou Xiang was aggrieved for an afternoon, and when he saw Ji Yuan, he was angry for no reason, and where did he still have the heart to take his car, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I came by rickshaw, and the family car is still parked outside the academy and waiting, so let's go back by rickshaw." ”

Although Chao Muyan explained the reason clearly with Ji Yuan, since she knew that Ji Yuan was the third young master of the Li family in Beiling, she had another ambition in her heart. (To be continued.) )