Tang Zhuque returned to the Tang Mansion, and Sister Tao, who had sprained her ankle not long ago, was still bent over and cleaning. At the age of thirty-eight, Sister Tao followed her grandmother to live in the house, time passed in the blink of an eye, she was a housekeeper, a cook, and a maid in the Tang family, and she had been diligent for almost 30 years.

"Sister Tao, don't clean up, I heard Aunt Lin say that you sprained your foot last time you visited grandma. This medicinal wine is very useful, I'll help you wipe it. ”

Tang Zhuqi stepped forward and stopped.

"Miss, Mr. and Mrs. went to Hong Kong to negotiate financing with others, why did you suddenly come back today? Are you hungry or not, Sister Tao will cook seafood porridge for you, oh, no, Sister Tao will mop the floor of the room for you first-" Sister Tao was overjoyed and very busy.

"Sister Tao, I'm not hungry and the room is very clean. Let's wipe the medicinal wine first, and then you teach Xiaoque to boil seafood porridge. Smelling the faint and pungent smell of medicinal wine, Tang Zhuque suddenly felt an indescribable discomfort in his heart. When she knew what filial piety was to the elderly and how to be filial in daily life, she had not yet sat down and acted before her grandmother was far away from her, and her grandfather soon fell ill.

Thinking about it carefully, life has been like a mess for the past three years, she is trapped in a sea of bitter love, she has not done a serious thing, and even Sister Tao, who forgot to take care of her with all her heart, will be old, she is so willful that even she is disgusted with herself.

"Miss, Sister Tao will wipe it herself, you won't wipe it, and the smell of medicinal wine is not good." Sister Tao waved her hand, smiling and refusing as much as she could.

Knowing Sister Tao's simple and kind character of not wanting to cause trouble to others, Tang Zhuque no longer insisted, went back to the room first, put down the luggage, and made the bed by himself. In fact, if she shared the housework around her, Sister Tao's work would be reduced a lot.

In addition to the gardeners who come regularly, there are only four long-term maids in the huge Tang Mansion, and when the New Year and festivals are held, the Tang couple will invite more short-term workers to come back to help clean up and do housework. No one in the Tang family regarded Sister Tao as a person, but Sister Tao contracted most of the housework by herself and was busy every day. In this regard, Tang Zhuque already has some opinions. However, the parents insisted that there were not many rooms in the house, and that there was no need to hire more workers except for two days of cleaning and preparing three meals a day.

Mother is good at everything, but she is too good at calculating accounts, and her abacus is very fine, and she will calculate the budget for daily shopping; As for his father, he is too accommodating to his mother, and he doesn't care much about the big and small things in the family.

Sister Tao is a good friend of her grandmother, receiving a meager monthly salary of several thousand, doing all the housework, large and small, and doing all the trivial housework, and has been busy in the Tang family for 30 years. This kindness, she remembered it in her heart, and when she treated it with a sincere smile, she didn't know how to repay it better.

Tang Zhuque was lying on the soft and comfortable sofa, and his whole body seemed to be deeply trapped in the soft clouds, unable to pull out. After meeting Ye Tingying, she experienced the hard work of a long journey, and she loved the soft and comfortable quilt; I love the tranquility of listening to those low and mellow songs in the dead of night; I love it even more and sleep until dawn -

After a brief break, she changed into a comfortable set of loungewear and went downstairs.

In the kitchen, after she tied her apron, Sister Tao opened the locker and took out the household electronic scale to weigh all kinds of main ingredients for boiling seafood porridge: rice, shrimp, squid, sea cucumber, crab, peitin, herring, white wine, minced green onion and ginger, etc.

"Miss, it is best to use this kind of Northeast rice to boil seafood porridge, moderate softness and hardness, add an appropriate amount of salt, sesame oil, warm boiled water and stir evenly after washing, soak for three hours, the rice absorbs enough water, and the porridge can be boiled soft and glutinous, and sesame oil can make the taste more fragrant, add a little salt, and be more flavorful."

"The amount of rice and shrimp is about the same, and only half of the shrimp is added to squid, sea cucumber, shellfish, and herring. After the sea cucumber is soaked, all the seafood is cut into small pieces, let go of the water to scald, and then rinse it with cold water after taking it out. ”

"By the way, I usually pick this kind of flower crab, which is a bit troublesome to deal with, and I will slowly teach you later. After the rice is soaked, put all the prepared seafood ingredients into the pot, add water and boil slowly.

Sister Tao demonstrated while patiently teaching the detailed steps of boiling porridge.

Tang Zhuque listened, as if he understood or not. When she listened to it, it wasn't too difficult, but when she saw those fish, shrimp and crabs jumping around, she was really scared, and she didn't know how to deal with it.

After some personal preaching, Sister Tao washed her hands and sat down with her on the sofa in the hall to have a detailed conversation.

"Miss, Sister Tao is really old, and now her work is a little slower. In the future, you learn slowly, if you really can't learn, let Aunt Lin boil it for you to eat, don't go hungry. Sister Tao stroked her cheek and smiled lovingly.

Tang Zhuqi looked at the increasingly obvious wrinkles on the face of the old man in front of him, as well as the black and white jagged silver hair on the top of his head, his eyes were hot, the corners of his eyes were astringent, and his vision soon seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the years were urging people to grow old.

"Sister Tao, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'll ask a few more people to come back, don't be busy with this or that in the future, rest well, and take good care of you—" Tang Zhuque's heart was hot, and he immediately assured.

"Alas, when Sister Tao and your grandmother went to the mountains and went to the countryside, they worked in the fields for more than ten hours a day, braving the rain and the scorching sun, and only ate two meals a day. There are not many chores at home, so I am not tired. Sister Tao is really old, 61 years old, and she can't run her legs and feet. ”

"Sister Tao is really not at ease, Miss, you, Mr. and Mrs. can't cook, I want to hold a chef's competition at home in two days, and pick an aunt with good cooking skills to come back and cook for you, so that in the future, Sister Tao will leave, and she will go at ease-" Sister Tao sighed and told about the worries in her heart.

Listening to these words, the corners of Tang Zhuque's eyes became even more astringent. She didn't understand why Sister Tao was so good to their family, and she didn't understand why Sister Tao never married in her life, and she didn't understand many things.

"Sister Tao, don't say these words, you will definitely live a long life, you will! You are so good to us, grandma's spirit in heaven will definitely bless you-" Apologetically, Tang Zhuqi comforted, and his voice was a little crying.

"Hehe, Miss, life and death are fate, Sister Tao didn't go to meet King Yama so soon, it's just that the body bones are really bad, I have to find you a cooking aunt quickly. Sister Tao didn't expect that Young Master Su would really divorce you now, it seems that your grandmother is really right, that gentleman is really a god operator. Sister Tao remembered the past and sighed again.

"Sister Tao, what did my grandma say before? Which Mr. God Operator? "Grandma said that Su Wenze would divorce her? When exactly did it happen? If I remember correctly, just after grandma died, her relationship with Su Wenze slowly surfaced, how could grandma know that they would get married later and then divorce.

"Miss, when I accompanied your grandmother to the United States for treatment, your grandmother met an old classmate, who was said to be a fortune teller. Your grandmother asked the fortune teller to tell your fortune, and the fortune teller said that you had a good marriage when you were young, but you had no fate, and there were many obstacles, even if you got married, you had to divorce, and you were destined to marry a second time, and she also said that you would be 27 years old, and you would-" The latter words, Sister Tao hesitated, and did not continue.

"Sister Tao, are these things true? What happens when I turn 27? These words made Tang Zhuque very anxious.

"The gentleman said that Miss you will have a bloody disaster at the age of 27, maybe it will be difficult to escape, your grandmother didn't believe it at first, and reasoned with him, and later, somehow believed it again, your grandmother said that her old classmate is not a professional god, and many things are calculated very accurately. After that, your grandmother was very worried, she couldn't sleep well all day, and she asked the famous master to pray for you, and gave up chemotherapy to devote herself to the foundation and the orphanages. I persuaded hard, but she didn't listen, and now that I think about it, your grandmother is accumulating blessings and virtues for you, and she is afraid that even you, the only granddaughter, will be gone. Sister Tao's hands trembled a little, and she finished with tears in her eyes.

These words, like a ** wind and waves, kept blowing her wavering heart, and she was caught off guard, and she was stunned for a while before she reacted.

Sister Tao won't lie to her, grandma, is it really to accumulate blessings and virtues for her, regardless of her condition, go to the United States, and continue to raise funds to build an orphanage under the guise of medical treatment? She always thought that her grandmother's stubbornness to stay away from the sea and sand was because of the painful shadow of her sister's death in a car accident.

Tang Zhuque covered his cheeks with both hands, and two lines of hot tears welled up from his eyes.

"Miss, don't cry. Your grandmother instructed that these things must not be known to you, master, and Mrs. Tao, but Sister Tao is really afraid, more and more afraid, what the fortune teller said is effective, you and Young Master Su have such a good relationship, and they are divorced. However, your grandmother left instructions, and every year let people arrange for the master to pray for you, and the foundation under your grandmother's name has also allocated funds every year to continue to help poor children and build primary schools, your grandmother has done so many good things, good people are rewarded, the Bodhisattva will know, will bless you, you will be fine, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Sister Tao took a tissue from the side of the tea table, handed it to her, and hurriedly comforted her.

Sister Tao's voice trembled, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were faintly wet. Tang Zhuque took the tissue and quickly wiped away his tears, "Sister Tao, I'm not afraid, it's just that grandma must have died for me, and she didn't get chemotherapy well, my heart hurts, and my heart is very uncomfortable-"

"Silly boy, don't blame yourself, it's none of your business. When your grandmother asked Mr. to tell your fortune for you, it was already an advanced stage of stomach cancer, and the doctor said that the cancer cells spread quickly, even if chemotherapy did not necessarily kill them all, and your grandmother's body could not stand the chemotherapy for many years. The rice has been soaked for so long, and it is enough time, Sister Tao will make porridge for you. Sister Tao patted her on the shoulder.

Tang Zhuque exhaled deeply, took a handful of tissues, wiped away his tears, snot, and went upstairs, but the tears had just been wiped dry, and in the next second, the hot tears rolled down again-

Sister Tao looked at the petite figure going upstairs, sighed, wiped the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and said secretly in her heart: Sister Wanrong, don't blame me, I'm really getting more and more afraid, just like you, I haven't been sleeping well lately. Miss, she knew the fortune teller's blood-light disaster prophecy earlier, and she was mentally prepared, and she would be able to avoid taboos in the past two years. Sister Wanrong, little sister, I am looking forward to it, I hope that God is pitiful, the Bodhisattva blesses, Miss She can escape the catastrophe, in this way, I will live a few years less, and I can go to make dumplings with you as soon as possible-