Li Guanwen asked Linglong for a pulse, and looked at Xu Tingshen with a teasing face: "Second Master Xu, you can rest assured, this Miss Jin Wu is fine except for some lack of qi and blood." ”

When Linglong first came to dehydrate, it was inevitable that there would be a lack of qi and blood, as Li Guanwen said, this is not a big deal.

Seeing Xu Tingshen and Jin Zifeng's relieved expressions, Linglong smiled secretly in her heart, if you have dizziness, heat stroke or something like this in the future, you can use the lack of qi and blood to prevaricate the past.

After all, he is a foreign man, and after Li Guanwen asked Linglong for a pulse, he said goodbye to Jin Zifeng and Xu Tingshen and left.

It was already noon, and Wang Er's family sent two little girls to bring lunch, and Feng Shi was given a big bowl of mushroom and pork wontons sprinkled with green onions, four dishes of side dishes, braised bamboo shoots in oil, garlic yellow flowers, ants on the tree and cold bracken, Feng ate very little, and it was also very light, which she has always loved to eat.

Linglong coaxed her mother to eat the wontons, and ate a few more bites of cold dishes, and then went back to her room and ate the rice and stir-fried vegetables that were brought to her at the same time. She is growing her body, she exercises a lot on weekdays, and she eats a lot, Linlang often laughs at her, and she is afraid that she can eat a cow.

After eating and drinking, Linglong sat down in front of the embroidery frame and continued to embroider the Bogu screen.

Embroidering and embroidering, she asked Xingyu: "What time is it?" ”

Xingyu said: "I didn't hit it." ”

Linglong didn't raise her eyes, the flying needle was threaded, embroidered with a vase with a scroll, but her mouth muttered: "It's time to come." ”

Xingyu was puzzled, who should come, she was about to ask, when she saw the little girl Xi'er running in: "Fifth Miss, Mrs. Song is here." ”

Linglong's eyes were still looking at the needle and thread in her hand, but the corners of her mouth were curled with a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Xingyu understood, the person Miss was talking about was Mrs. Song.

The young lady said to Kim Shan and his wife that day that she would let Mrs. Song Song Xiuzhu come to pick her up in person.

I really didn't expect Mrs. Song to come.

Seeing that Linglong didn't speak, Xingyu was very anxious, she had just made Mrs. Song disgraced before leaving Beijing, and she must have not been kind to pick up people in person this time.

"Miss"

Xingyu spoke, but Linglong didn't even glance at the corners of her eyes, and said lightly: "Just say that I am taking a nap, let her wait a little longer, by the way, take out Sister-in-law Agen's little horse and sit on her, so that she will not work hard to stand." ”

Hearing this, Xingyu opened her mouth wide in shock. Miss actually asked Mrs. Song Song Xiuzhu to sit on the maza at the door!

"Miss, isn't this inappropriate?"

Linglong smiled and said slowly: "If she wants to wait, then just wait." She is a concubine, I am a concubine, I let her wait, as it should be; If she doesn't want to wait, let's go, I'll see if she wants to leave today. ”

She was sure that Song Xiuzhu would not leave, and such a person who could bend and stretch would not go back like this.

Linglong finished embroidering the vase unhurriedly, and said: "Bring her a bowl of mung bean soup, just say that I am worried about it, and cook it for her early." ”

Song Xiuzhu looked at the little Mazha handed to her, and her well-maintained pretty face changed color.

Linglong actually let her eat the closed door!

Let her sit on the maza, this seems to be a child looking for trouble, but in fact, this is Linglong to make her embarrassed.

Song Xiuzhu endured it and didn't let herself be scolded. This is not Xifu, this is the public property of the Jin family, just bring someone out, it is a child, and you can even have a relationship with the old lady.

She brought four maids today, in addition to Huixiang and Lianxiang, there were also two third-class maids, White Peony and Red Peony. Huixiang and Lianxiang have followed Song Xiuzhu for some years, and they have learned the calmness of their masters, but they didn't speak at this time. Bai Peony and Red Peony came back here for the first time, and when they saw that Miss Fifth actually sent a low-level little girl out to prevaricate, they felt that it was an opportunity to perform in front of Mrs. Song.

Then he pointed at Xi'er's nose and scolded: "You stupid thing who doesn't have long eyes, and you don't see who is coming, let Miss Fifth come out quickly and take Mrs. Song in person!" ”

Xi'er has never seen much of the world, and when she was in the house, she was just doing miscellaneous things in the fire room, and when she saw Song Xiuzhu, she was originally scared, but she was scolded by the red peony and white peony like this, and she was at a loss, holding the little horse zha, and she didn't know what to do for a while.

Instead, Song Xiuzhu spoke, she glared at the red peony and the white peony, turned her face, took the little maza, and looked at Xi'er with a smile, but there was no trace of a smile in her eyes: "Okay, then I'll just sit here and wait, how long will it take for Miss Fifth to wake up?" ”

Xi'er held back her tears, shook her head with a white face, didn't say anything, turned around and went in, and after a while, she brought out a bowl of chilled lily mung bean soup: "This is what our fifth lady ordered in the morning, and asked the maids to cook it for Mrs. Song." ”

Song Xiuzhu frowned slightly: "Fifth Miss really said that?" ”

Xi'er is younger than Linglong, innocent, and when she saw Mrs. Song asking, she said according to Linglong's original words: "Fifth Miss said that she was thinking about you, and this mung bean soup was chilled with ice cubes in the morning, which is the most relieving of the heat." ”

Song Xiuzhu sneered in her heart, Linglong's little hoof actually calculated that she would come, okay, if you come, you will be safe, there are many people here, I can't be said to be like you as a child.

The mung bean soup is served in a celadon bowl with a few lilies floating on it. It has been chilled with ice cubes, and it is cold to the touch through the celadon bowl.

Dog days, when it's the hottest, this bowl of mung bean soup is eye-catching. Song Xiuzhu picked up the mung bean soup from the gold-painted tray in Xi'er's hand, and drank it in a few sips, she was about to put the empty bowl back, but she found that at the bottom of the celadon bowl, there was a little person cut out of paper.

That's mulberry paper.

The mulberry paper is thick and tough, and even if it is soaked in water, it does not rot, but is tightly glued to the bottom of the bowl, and under the background of the celadon bowl, it glows with a faint water.

Song Xiuzhu's hand trembled, the celadon bowl almost got out of her hand, she rubbed her eyes, and then looked carefully, that's right, she was not dazzled, the mung bean soup was drunk, and the little man cut out of mulberry paper appeared.

And that little man should be a little boy, with only a handful in the middle of his bare head, which is cut out of a silhouette, so the more he looks at it, the more he looks like a little boy of two or three years old.

Song Xiuzhu's face changed instantly, just like this little paper man, miserable and white.

Her hands trembled like chaff, and with a snap, the celadon bowl fell onto the bluestone slab, and the bowl shattered into several pieces, but the paper figure was firmly at the bottom of the bowl, looking at her with a mocking look.

"Madam, what's wrong with you, have you broken your hand?" The four maids screamed and gathered around, and they were in a mess. Xi'er was so frightened that she froze there in a daze.

"You, you, look at that little man, look at it!" Song Xiuzhu screamed like crazy, pushed away the red peony blocking in front of her, and pointed to the broken porcelain pieces on the bluestone slab.

There was nothing on the broken porcelain slices, only a faint stain of water, which was left by the mung bean soup after it had dried up on the walls of the bowl.

Song Xiuzhu rubbed her eyes again, but there was still nothing.

No, she really saw it, the little man cut out of mulberry paper, firmly glued to the bottom of the bowl, she saw it, she really saw it.

She pulled Xi'er, who was still in a daze, and pointed to the pieces of broken porcelain and asked, "You are the closest to me, you must have seen it, you say quickly, have you seen a little person, is there any?" ”

Xi'er was so frightened that she was about to cry, her wrist was pinched by Mrs. Song's sharp nails, and she trembled: "No, the slave didn't see anything, I really didn't see it." ”