Jiang Qingtian lay back on the bed with the support of the two little girls, at this moment she only felt exhausted, her strength seemed to be drained, her spirit was scattered, not only her soft eyelids were also extremely heavy, and she was about to fall asleep in a daze. As soon as he closed his eyes, he heard the chaotic footsteps in the corridor outside, as if a large group of people were approaching his room. Jiang Qingtian frowned a little displeased, but after all, this place was not really his home, and it was difficult to say anything, so he didn't open his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Cuizhu turned around and walked out of the door softly.

After a while, Cuizhu's melodious voice like a bell came from the door: "Cuizhu has seen all the aunts." ”

A voice as pleasant as a silver bell but with a cold voice came: "I heard that the third lady is awake, so we came over to take a look." ”

Cuizhu replied softly: "Aunt Huibai, the third lady has just woken up, and her body is still extremely weak, so she can only rest well at this time, and I am afraid that I will not be able to chat with my aunts." ”

Another extremely charming voice sounded: "We are also running all the way, and we come with good intentions, so we can't eat the closed door!" ”

Cuizhu was still blocking the door: "My young lady is really inconvenient to meet guests, and I ask Aunt Shen and all aunts to forgive me." ”

Another shrill and arrogant voice sounded: "You little girl, what qualifications do you have to stop us?" Get out of the way! Otherwise, I'm not going to be kind to you! ”

Cuizhu was not afraid of this, and still blocked the door, not giving in. She was personally selected by Madame to take care of Miss, and since the age of five, Miss Cong has been doing her best and has won the love of Miss and Madame. What's more, the other party is just a few aunts, so they can only be majestic in front of the girl who is swept by the pulp, and in front of the main mother, I am afraid that I don't even dare to have more atmosphere!

Cuizhu was not cowardly, and said in a tone without waves: "Aunts, please go back!" The word "aunt" was specially emphasized, which was intended to remind them to pay attention to their identity.

Cuizhu's behavior, in the eyes of others, is not to put all the aunts in their eyes at all, which can make the aunt who spoke arrogantly not light, and even shouted in an octave of voice: "You stinky girl!" Don't get out of the way yet! ”

Although Xia Xue'er closed her eyes, she could hear every word outside the door clearly, and naturally she could hear that the group of people outside the door were not fuel-efficient lamps, especially the woman with a thin voice. Although she knew that Cuizhu had a way to resist these uninvited guests, she really didn't want a girl she had just met to be wronged in vain, so she said to the door: "Let them in." "It's not loud, but it's just enough for people outside the door to hear clearly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the closed door was slammed open, and five or six women swarmed into what was not a small room. Looking at this group of women of all kinds with false faces, Jiang Qingtian was a little dazzled and at a loss for a while.

Suddenly, a woman dressed in fancy clothes poured out of the crowd, rushed to her bed, took her slender and pale hand, and cried with tears: "Third Miss, you can be regarded as awake, these days we are all worried!" Fortunately, you are fine, I think Guanyin Bodhisattva heard my prayers day and night and manifested his spirit! ”

The woman's voice was extremely charming, and it must be the Aunt Shen in Fang Cai Cuizhu's mouth. Guessing the identity of the woman, Jiang Qingtian didn't speak, but quietly withdrew her hand and coughed weakly twice, wanting to tell them that she really didn't have the heart to greet them with fake affection, and now she was so weak that she just wanted to rest. But everyone pretended not to hear, and didn't want to give up this opportunity to please the housewife, so they didn't leave, Jiang Qingtian had no choice but to smile.

At this time, another woman in the crowd spoke: "The third lady is deeply blessed, she has been loved by the old lady since she was born, and she naturally has to be blessed by God, it is a matter of time before she wakes up, what does this have to do with you, Aunt Shen?" Others don't know if Aunt Shen is praying day and night in the hope that the third lady will wake up, or if she has some ulterior and dirty thoughts? ”

When Aunt Shen heard this, tears were still hanging on her delicate face, but her eyes were full of anger, she turned her head suddenly, glared at the speaker viciously and asked, "What does Aunt Bai mean by this?" I've been in the house for 20 years, and I've been keeping to myself, what kind of dirty thoughts can I have? You don't want to spout blood! ”

Jiang Qingtian was a little upset when she heard the words of these two aunts, and she was a little upset, but the content of their conversation made her deeply interested, in the 21st century, she died in a car accident, so how did the owner of this body die? Will it have a relationship with the Aunt Shen in front of you? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look sideways at the speaker, and look closely.

Aunt Bai wears an apricot-colored Liuxian skirt, with only three or four hair accessories on her head, which is the most plain one among this group of women, but it is also the most beautiful, willow eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, cherry mouth, delicate and silky skin, it seems that she should be less than thirty, but she can give people a cold feeling that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and it is indeed a little abrupt to stand in this group of grease and powder women. That Aunt Shen can also be regarded as a beauty, but her appearance is slightly mediocre in this group of aunts, and she has experienced the baptism of the years, and the corners of her eyes have been engraved with three or two fine lines, but the thickness of the fat puff is not visible from a distance, but she with heavy makeup and this rose-red dress always gives people the feeling of a fireworks woman, which is really not very comfortable.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten that they were in a patient's room, and the noise was getting louder and louder, while the rest of the people were also in the mood of watching the excitement, and did not intend to persuade peace except for the occasional interjection.

Jiang Qingtian watched the war that happened in his house without gunpowder getting worse and worse, and he had a headache, and wanted to know something from them, but the two women didn't have a word of truth when they quarreled, and they didn't get anything but to hear that they had been not in harmony for a long time.

Just when the two were arguing, a vigorous and powerful voice suddenly came from behind the crowd: "I heard the aunts arguing in the house from afar, and I didn't want to disturb the third lady's rest!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the room immediately quieted down, and everyone hurriedly made a way, Jiang Qingtian could see that the comer was not simple. Tilting his head to look, he saw a grandmother leading a noble lady to come, and it was the old lady who spoke. Mama glanced at everyone with a sharp look, and except for the arrogant Aunt Bai, the rest of the people hurriedly lowered their heads. Seeing the comer, Aunt Shen hurriedly suppressed the anger in her eyes, turned around and stood aside, crystal tears still rolling in her eyes, looking extremely aggrieved. Jiang Qingtian had long noticed the noble lady led by her grandmother, and the noble lady's eyes were full of joy, and she walked to the edge of Jiang Qingtian's bed and sat down in three or two steps, stretched out her snow-white and delicate hand and touched her thin cheek, and said distressedly: "Xue'er can be regarded as awake." ”

Jiang Qingtian could see from the lady's eye movements that she was genuinely concerned about herself, guessing that this was Xia Xue'er's mother, and she should have called her "mother" when she occupied Xia Xue'er's body, but she couldn't say it after all.

The noble lady's eyes flashed with tears, touched Xia Xue'er's thin and pale face, and comforted with a smile: "Mother has heard Xianglan tell you about your situation, don't worry, even if Mother searches all over the world, she will definitely find a doctor who can heal you!" ”

Jiang Qingtian muttered in his heart: I am traveling, not amnesia, how can it be that the doctor can cure it! However, looking at these eyes full of care and love, I couldn't bear to tell her that the real Xia Xue'er was dead, and she was resurrected by mistake. Still reluctantly pulled out a smile, nodded slightly awkwardly and agreed: "Hmm." ”

The lady saw that her daughter was still not interested, thinking that she was still sad about the loss of her memory, and comforted her: "It doesn't matter if the doctor is not good, people are getting to know each other again, and they are telling you about things again, my Xue'er is so smart, this is definitely not a difficult thing." ”

Jiang Qingtian looked at Mrs. Xia, who was sitting on the edge of the bed and smiling, and a warm current rushed to his heart. As a mother, she must be more sad than her daughter, but she is trying her best to hide this sadness just because she doesn't want her daughter to lose confidence.

The old lady beside Mrs. Xia naturally knew the pain in her master's heart, and saw that Xia Xue'er was listless and tired, so she said to the lady intimately: "Madam, the third lady has just woken up, and her body is still very weak, it is better to let the young lady rest quietly and quietly." ”

After hearing this, the noble lady nodded, and said to Jiang Qingtian: "It's okay, you rest obediently first, and we will come to see you when your father returns home in the evening." After that, he turned his head and said to the other people in the room: "Lao, you want to come and see Xue'er, and after seeing it, go back to the room early, let her be quiet!" ”

Although Mrs. Xia said politely, the displeasure in her tone was obvious, and when she heard the displeasure of the housemaster, the aunts in the house didn't dare to say anything more, so they only nodded back in unison: "Yes, madam." Then he withdrew from Tingyuxuan one after another.

After they all left, Mrs. called Xianglan, Cuizhu, Qiu Ju and Dongmei to criticize them: "The four of you have been serving Xue'er, and no one knows her physical condition and temperament better than you. Now that she's so weak, I don't think I need to teach her, you all know what to do, right? ”

Mrs. Xia's voice was not loud, but the majesty revealed in her tone was no less than what Fang had just said to her aunts, and she was even more disappointed.

When the four of them heard this, they hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty: "The slave knows that she is wrong, and she asks Mrs. to forgive her sins!" ”

Mrs. Xia glanced at the four people kneeling on the ground, and said with hatred: "Except for Xianglan, the three of you are all sons of the Xia Mansion, and they are the people I trust the most, so I arranged for you to come over to serve Xue'er." But now you can't even do such a little thing, you say it yourself, what use do I want you to do? ”

As soon as they heard this, the bodies of the four of them kneeling on the ground trembled even more, after all, they were all only children in their teens, and they were not a few years older than Xia Xue'er.

Jiang Qingtian was naturally very unbearable when she saw this scene, she was stubborn in her small body, and she didn't want others to suffer for herself, if it weren't for herself today, the four girls wouldn't have to be trained. So he hurriedly opened his mouth and persuaded him: "Mother, it's none of their business, it's because the aunts are too happy to see me wake up to make such an unpleasant thing, and please don't be angry." ”

Mrs. Xia turned her head and looked at her daughter lying on the hospital bed with a doting face, she was already weak like that, and she had to try her best to protect these four girls, which shows that the relationship between their master and servant is indeed very good, and she didn't think of punishing these girls severely. After all, the master and servant are distinct, even if they are just lowly aunts, they are still one of the masters of the Xia Mansion after all. What is the icing on the cake, sending charcoal in the snow is the best way to make people remember the kindness. Since her daughter has spoken, why not follow her wishes, so that these four girls can repay their kindness and serve them more wholeheartedly in the future. Thinking of this, Mrs. Xia smiled slightly and shook her head and said, "You, you know that it is only by protecting the four of them that you have blindly indulged like this, and even your mother can't discipline them." ”

Jiang Qingtian knew that Mrs. Xia was not going to pursue it, so she smiled weakly and said coquettishly: "I know that my mother loves Xue'er the most." ”

Mrs. Xia stroked her daughter's haggard face distressedly and said, "Okay, don't say more, you can rest obediently." After that, he tucked the quilt for Jiang Qingtian before getting up and walking out of the door, Jiang Qingtian was so moved by this warm little gesture that he almost cried. In her memory, her 21st-century mother had never cared so much about her.

Jiang Qingtian's mother is an executive of a listed company, and she is busy with work all day long, in addition to knowing that she is busy with work, she has no time to take care of the family, let alone care about her daughter. For Jiang's mother, she is an indifferent save, and sometimes she can't even see her mother once in a few months.

There is no mother in the world who doesn't love her children, but Jiang Qingtian is the one who has a very small chance of saving, but this is not for nothing.

Jiang Qingtian's parents divorced when she was very young, and her father took a beautiful little woman out of the country, leaving her young and her mother to depend on each other, but her mother snubbed her because she resented her father, and she was thrown to her grandfather's house at a young age, and was raised by two old people. Her mom never attended her parent-teacher conferences, never picked her up from school, never called her "baby", never said "I love you" or "I miss you", and of course, she never revealed her heart to her mother. Every time I called my mother, the conversation would not exceed five sentences, and gradually my mother's phone number became a symbolic memory in the mobile phone, just to prove that she was not a wild child without a mother; Every time she went to her mother's company, she would only hand her cash or bank card and leave in a hurry under the pretext that something was wrong, and gradually she did not like to set foot in that dazzling building. I still remember the last time I went to my mother's company with an offer from Cambridge University, I walked in excitedly, ran out in a lost way, and ran out of control at the intersection, maybe even if she died, her mother didn't know. For Jiang Qingtian, "mother" is just a noun, and the distant and unfamiliar exists in her world, which can be or may not be without.

At this moment, she was a little greedy for this warmth, and she began to envy Xia Xueer for having such a mother who loved her.

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