Chapter Seventy-Five, Similarities
The young lady didn't leave for a while, and for a while she didn't even bring up the tea to relieve the heat, she turned around and left, which made the maids scratch their heads. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Liu Yunxi returned to the courtyard, in the past, she was the only one in the courtyard, and it was always uncomfortable to have one more Song Zikuan. Fortunately, unlike in the previous life, there are elders in the mansion and Song Yuting who take turns to spoil them.
Soon after I sat down, I heard a few little girls with broken mouths coming together to talk about Ruofu, Ruofu was very low-key in the house, and after Mrs. came, she often went to Madame's yard to walk around, and she was pregnant with a child by chance.
Liu Yunxi vaguely heard a few sounds of blood, and was scolded by Qiu Wen or half shuang. Liu Yunxi helplessly spread out the homework left by Mama Fan, the original Mama Ge accidentally broke her leg half a year ago and has gone home to recuperate.
Chen Runiang simply invited a grandmother from Beijing to come over to teach Liu Yunxi, in the end, she is a young lady who has lived outside for three years, and Song Zikuan is here, it is inevitable that Liu Yunxi will be snubbed, so it is necessary to make Zhuzhu more excellent.
Speaking of Mama Ge is also blessed, it turned out that the little maid was lazy and didn't drag the water stains on the corridor, the sky was dark, Mama Ge's eyes couldn't see clearly when she was older, and she broke her bones with a bang. Song Fu is also kind-hearted, after all, he is the one who taught the young lady, and he immediately rewarded a large sum of money.
But the doctor said that the leg was useless, and no amount of silver could be saved, and Mama Ge planned to start preparing for her aftermath when her mind was still clearer.
At this time, I don't know how Eilan did it, persuaded Mama Ge's family to let her be treated, and after three months, Mama Ge actually felt that her legs didn't hurt anymore, and now she can stand for a while, and Elan said that it is possible to walk in the future.
At this time, Huilan, who is usually hippie and smiling and does not do her job, has become the focus of the house, and even Song Yuting has heard of this.
Liu Yunxi wrote a few small words casually, when she was in the boudoir, she hated these very much, but she had dabbled in the boy's horseback riding and archery, and the ancestor of Chen Guogong's mansion was also born recklessly, heavy martial arts. However, the Daling Dynasty is now a civil official, and the Song family is one of the best. The eldest lady who came out of a scholarly family is this virtue, and the world blames Chen Runiang, who is the daughter of a military general.
This is also the thing she regretted the most as Song Yu later.
Later, she married a wife and was forced by her mother-in-law to copy Buddhist scriptures. Her handwriting also slowly became neat, but unfortunately it was too late.
Liu Yunxi's thinking is very chaotic, and after a while, she thinks about Painted Lan and Mama Ge, and then she thinks about the things of her previous life, and her mind is confused, and the words are cursory.
Liu Yunxi casually crumpled the few lines of words written and threw them into the paper basket, re-dipped them in ink and painted them casually, although the words just now were not outstanding, but they had to be handed over to Mama Fan for review as homework, which would scare her old man.
Song Yuting walked in softly, and when she saw her daughter's rarely serious appearance, she stretched her neck curiously to look.
The little turtle that has always been cute on the paper jumped on the paper.
Song Yuting couldn't help but chuckle.
This daughter, what a skin.
Liu Yunxi raised her eyes for a while, she remembered that at this time in her previous life, she liked to draw a few Wang Ba to discipline her upbringing grandmother one by one, she must not do this kind of stupid thing in this life, but she also wanted to practice whether her hands were rusty.
"Father." Now that she was seen, she was not ambiguous and handed the paper to Song Yuting.
In her previous life, she was so arrogant, and half of it was also spoiled by him.
"Where did you see the little turtle? I don't think there's anything like that in the house. The painting is a good painting. ”
Liu Yunxi glanced at the turtle on the paper, pretending not to understand. "Is the bead painting good?"
Song Yuting nodded again and again.
He casually picked up the notebook that Liu Yunxi had placed aside.
Five-year-old children, learning is still very simple, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke.
He only has one girl, Zhuzhu, he doesn't know if all girls have to work so hard now, originally girls only need to be spoiled in the palm of their hands.
He touched the thin callus on his hand, and girls don't look good with this. His Song Yuting's daughter didn't need to be so tired, he said a little seriously, "If you feel tired, Daddy will tell your mother and tell you to stop practicing." ”
Liu Yunxi was a little choked, her father had also said these words to her.
It's just that these should be said to Song Yu's child.
"No, I like it." Liu Yunxi took the pen seriously this time.
Song Yuting felt a little pity, the little man couldn't even hold the pen steadily, so he got up and stepped forward to correct it.
Song Yuting left soon after, and Liu Yunxi looked at the few words he left in a daze.
Apple of my eye.
With the true Song Yu's Taoism, he naturally couldn't understand anything, but it was Liu Yunxi in front of him.
Liu Yunxi was a little painful, but she couldn't tell where it hurt. She always knew that her mother treated her as a substitute, and her father's love was passed on to the child named Song Yu.
There were some things she had to hurry up.
"Autumn Pattern, Edan is back, right? Tell her to come over. She knew that Qiu Wenhou was outside, so she called out and folded the paper, and took out a new one.
Painted Lan came in and saw that the young lady was squirming for a long time, but she didn't speak, she poured herself a cup of tea, and Painted Lan looked like Chen Runian acquiescing.
The incense in the incense cage has been burned.
Liu Yunxi opened her mouth leisurely, "Huilan, your medical skills were so powerful last time I treated Mama. I guess, my mother asked you to go over every once in a while, she was helping her mother to adjust her body, right? ”
The words are so abrupt and strange.
Illan sat on the chaise longue and squinted at it, their relationship was never one of master and servant.
"yes." Illan replied cheerfully.
"What's wrong with my mother?" Liu Yunxi was a little incredulous to hear Painted Lan agree so readily, and she swallowed all the questions she had prepared.
"It's not a serious illness, it's cured now." Illan was a little careless.
"You're a doctor." This is an affirmative sentence.
Illan looked back, it was the five-year-old she had always felt guilty about, yes, though she was a little strange now.
"Then you can cure people, and you can definitely make people sick."
"Yes." That's how you were back then.
"In this case, I need you to help me."
Illan thought about the weak appearance of the girl lying on the bed back then and everything she had done in the Song Mansion in the past two years, and endured the strange feeling in her heart. "You say."
"I need infertility medicine."
"Nope." Illan stood up suddenly, her eyes were a little terrifying, these two were better than mother and daughter.