Yuehua finally took some time to visit Chen Po, adhering to her cautious nature, she specially took a night to take a detour from behind, she was actually not afraid that others would know what kind of relationship she had with Chen Po.

It's just that she is doing things under Po Chen, this kind of relationship between her direct subordinates and subordinates, the relationship should not be too estranged, but too close personal relations will also make other palace maids guess and cause unnecessary trouble.

When Yuehua went to Chen Po's house, she learned that Chen Po was the widow of a soil house in the army, which was the lowest rank in the army, and her position was not high. But after living in the army for many years, her husband died at a young age, and Mrs. Chen's widow lived at home for many years.

Chen Po only has a son and a daughter, and her son was also killed in the war against Dali last year, and her daughter-in-law was widowed at a young age, leaving only a three-year-old son. The daughter is also married to a mud house in the army, and the family is in the army, so it can be said that two generations of the family have been dedicated to the army. When Yuehua went to Chen Po's house, Chen Po was twisting the thread, her daughter-in-law was hoeing in the backyard, her grandson was playing next to her, walking tremblingly, although Chen Po was working, her eyes looked at her grandson from time to time for fear that he would fall, the child's round head was shaved bald, with a wooden comb back, and her hair was as thin as fluff. The child is male or female, he has a round face, big eyes, a flat nose, a cute small mouth, wears a bright red muslin jacket and an oily green jacket, a pair of embroidered tiger head shoes with a black background, and a silver collar and gold lock plate around his neck, and this amulet is dropped on his left shoulder. This summer's grandson is wearing a jacket and a longevity lock around his neck, which is very precious.

"I didn't expect you to come at this time." Chen Po still didn't have any expression on her face, but her tone was very kind: "It's good that you're here, I didn't expect you to come to see me, an old woman, don't be restrained, sit down!" I'll pour you a bowl of tea. ”

Yuehua didn't expect that Chen Po, who was not smiling on weekdays, would be very kind in private. Chen Po went in and made a cup of tea for Yuehua and brought a dustpan of peanuts out: "This is what I planted in the garden, I didn't ask for a load of more, I only fried it yesterday, but it tastes good, you can taste it!" You don't have anything to eat on weekdays, and I look pitiful, so come to me to eat some. Yuehua grabbed a handful and saw Chen's grandson hiding behind her grandmother, looking at Yuehua timidly with a pair of eyes.

"This child is weak, he rarely takes it out at home, and he is timid and afraid of life." Chen Po kindly patted her grandson's head and smiled.

"Out of the way." Yuehua said and grabbed a handful of peanuts, leaned down and smiled at the child, "What's your name?" ”

The child glanced at Yuehua with a pair of big eyes and then at the peanut, tilted his head and looked at Yuehua carefully with a pair of big eyes, and felt that this person was not so terrible before saying, "Junsheng." ”

Yuehua smiled and handed the child a handful of peanuts: "Borrow flowers to offer Buddha." The child caught it with both hands, and suddenly laughed, and his small mouth opened to reveal a mouth without front teeth and a tender little tongue, and his eyes narrowed into a slit: "Sister peel!" ”

Yuehua smiled and peeled off a peanut cub and carefully blew the thin skin and stuffed it into the child's hand, and the child took it with satisfaction.

Chen Po also smiled: "This child was raised by us and is afraid of people, but this child is not afraid of you." ”

"Because I'm looking at the good." Yuehua smiled: "I thought my mother-in-law was a strict person. “

"I have to keep a straight face when I manage you on weekdays, you don't have to hold it at home at this time, don't be restrained, I see that you are stable on weekdays...... I didn't expect it to be a ghost. ”

"Look at what you said."

……

The two gossiped for a while, Yuehua didn't dare to sit for too long, and left in a quarter of an hour.

Yuehua didn't know why, since Yanhong's incident, Yan Po looked at her and looked at her a little wrong, Yuehua didn't know if it was true or if she was nervous.

Yan Po is a Maitreya Buddha-like existence in the weaving room, and the amiable person does not care much, and if anything can be passed with one eye open, he will close one eye and let it pass. The things in the weaving room have always been Chen Po cooking, she only started with it, Yuehua Suri had almost no intersection, that day, she suddenly called Yuehua over, and it was nothing to call over but chattered for a while, and there was some cautious temptation in her tone. Yuehua didn't dare to offend her, so she had to deal with her carelessly, and every few days in the future, Yan Po would call Yuehua over to talk for a while, in fact, there was nothing to say, it was some common words.

It seems that they have been completely forgotten by the above, and they have not continued to investigate the matter, they are still working in the weaving room, and they are still going to work on the dam.

In a blink of an eye, at the end of August and the beginning of September, the weather gradually turned cooler, but most of the palace maids only brought two sets of clothes when they went out of the palace.

Yuehua is also wearing a green short shirt of fine gauze brought out of the palace, a green muslin high-waisted skirt and a light green half-arm shirt, which is a little insufficient to wear on the body, especially the forearm only has a layer of gauze, and when the gauze is uncovered, a layer of goosebumps has been frozen. The other palace maids were not much better, and the weak ones were all sick, and the weaving room was sick several times at once.

Yuehua is also cold, she is afraid of getting sick, she is sick here, lying in bed and unable to work, and if she can't work, she will have no food, but her body is not iron, and she is still sick in the end.

That day, when the moon got up, I felt that my nose was blocked, my head was heavier than usual, and my steps were a little vain, and when I touched my forehead, I found that my forehead was really hot. Knowing that he had a fever, he didn't dare to be sloppy and hurriedly went to the kitchen to ask for a few pieces of ginger to chew and eat.

When weaving, she was highly concentrated, and she didn't feel cold or uncomfortable, but as soon as the bell rang for the lunch break at noon, she suddenly stopped, her head was like a lead, and she couldn't lift her head as soon as she hung down, her arms were like a jack drop, and the strength on her waist was as if she had been withdrawn. She raised her hand with difficulty and touched her forehead and found that her forehead was hot, even more serious than before, this posture was really a high fever, and she didn't know if this place could be treated, and she didn't dare to joke with her life, Chen Po happened to be absent, so she had to go to Yan Po to ask for leave, and Yan Po glanced at her and immediately agreed.

Yuehua dragged her heavy steps back, her head was dizzy, as if she was going to die, but she heard Yan Po's voice floating not far away: "Sure enough, it's good to enjoy the shade with your back against the big tree, and it's different if there are people on it." Yuehua didn't have time to think about it, so she could only drag her steps, walked a few steps, and the more she walked, the heavier her steps became, and finally she didn't know how she got to the house, and she remembered Yan Po's sentence in her head: "The tree is big and good for the shade." ”