Chapter 3: Sister
She vaguely remembered that when her mother and third sister came back in the previous life, she did not go to greet her mother in time because of her aggravated illness, but when her father returned home a few days later, she wore the clothes and jewelry that her father brought back from Kyoto to meet guests.
The third sister, Ren Yaohua, looked at her more and more unpleasantly because of this.
Ren Yaohua hated her for not taking her mother to heart and being unkind.
She also complained that her mother treated her sister a thousand times better than her, and was willing to accompany her sister to Zhuangzi to endure hardships, but she left her alone in the house for her aunt to take care of, and even when she was seriously ill, she never sent anyone to see her, and sent the doctor who came to see her to the third sister who had no problems.
When Ren Yao thought he had forgotten, the past gradually became clearer. At this time, looking at those things back then, she naturally saw the cattiness in them.
Someone is making trouble in the shadows, provoking her relationship with Ren Yaohua everywhere.
"Miss Five? If you don't drink it again, the medicine will be cold. Seeing her frowning at the medicine bowl, Kumquat hurriedly urged with a smile.
Ren Yaochi frowned and took the medicine bowl and brought it to his lips. Seeing that she was willing to drink, Kumquat was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but Ren Yaochi moved the medicine bowl away again, and her brows furrowed even tighter: "Why do I feel that today's medicine is more bitter?" β
Kumquat's heart jumped, his eyes swept to the medicine bowl, and he smiled forcefully: "How come? Miss, you haven't even entered the entrance yet......"
Ren Yaoqi glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and said arrogantly: "Miss Ben has been a doctor for a long time, and when she smells it, she knows that today's medicine is bitter!" β
"This ......"
Kumquat forced his temper to squeeze out a smile, and wanted to continue to persuade, Ren Yaochi said again: "You go to Aunt Fang to ask for a plate of black plum silk, which is the kind of pickled with mint leaves and honey, and sprinkled with snow sugar on it." β
The corners of Kumquat's mouth twitched, it turned out that it was so difficult to speak today because of greed, but he was relieved in his heart, got up and said, "Slave and maid, let's go." So saying, he turned and walked out.
Ren Yaoqi saw her figure disappear into the inner room, so she put away the pride on her face, put on a thick cotton jacket and got out of bed, walked behind the screen in the inner room with the medicine bowl, and poured the medicine into the gong bucket.
Then he went back to the bed and sat down, thought about it, and put some of the few drops of liquid that were left in the bowl and put them on the corners of his lips.
Kumquat came back soon, and when he came in, he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the empty medicine bowl, Ren Yaoqi was already a little impatient and said, "Why did you go for so long!" You want to kill me! β
Kumquat hurriedly handed over a plate of black plum silk in his hand, Ren Yaoqi took a piece of the entrance with the silver chisel next to the plate, and then squinted his eyes with satisfaction: "It's so sweet-"
Kumquat's eyes were secretly looking at the medicine bowl, and then looked at Ren Yaoqi, and when she saw that there was still residual medicinal juice at the corner of her mouth, she was satisfied, and her smile was much more sincere: "This Wumei Si'er is made by my aunt using her mother's secret method, and she can't eat it anywhere else." There is a lot of rain this year, and several gardens with good green plums in the north have been waterlogged, so my aunt only pickled such a jar, last time Miss Nine said that she wanted to eat, but Aunt didn't give it, saying that she wanted to keep it for Miss Five. Miss Nine and my aunt were angry for a few days. β
Ren Yaoqi saw that the curtain outside moved, and suddenly turned his head and winked at Kumquat, and said with a smile: "Thank you for telling me this, it turns out that the ninth sister is such a small family, you don't know if you don't tell me." But don't worry, I won't let her know that you are speaking ill of her to me. β
Kumquat's face turned white when she heard this, she didn't mean to say that Miss Nine was bad behind her back.
"Miss Five, I'm ......"
Ren Yaoqi interrupted her words, took off a smooth and transparent white jade bracelet on the bowl of her hand and handed it to Kumquat: "I never treat my own people badly, this is a reward for you." β
Kumquat glanced at the bracelet, his heart jumped, and the rebuttal he was about to say was swallowed.
She looked left and right, carefully put the bracelet into her sleeve, and said softly: "Slave and maid thank Miss Fifth for reward." β
Ren Yaochi covered his mouth and yawned: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep for a while, you go down." β
"Yes, Miss Five." After Kumquat waited for Ren Yaoqi to lie down, he retreated.
Ren Yaoqi waited for a while, and called softly, "Who's outside?" β
After a rustling sound, the two maids, Qingmei and Sydney, lifted the curtain and came in.
"Miss, what do you command?" Qingmei stepped forward diligently.
Ren Yaoqi said: "You come over and wait for me to get dressed and get up." β
Qingmei smiled and said, "Miss, what are you going to do and tell the slave maid, or don't get up?" His eyes glanced at Ren Yaoqi's wrist.
Ren Yaoqi pretended not to see her gaze, and said with a smile: "Miss Ben wants to go to the toilet, can you also do it?" β
Qingmei hurriedly said: "Then, just put on the little jacket." β
Ren Yaochi frowned: "Do you want me to catch a cold, or do you want me to be disheveled and undignified when I go to the toilet!" β
What else do you need to go to the toilet? Isn't that the same way on a daily basis? Childhood plums are embarrassed.
Sydney on the side stepped forward and said, "Miss, don't be angry, the slave maid will serve you and get dressed." While still glaring at Qingmei, she asked her not to say much.
Sydney waited for Ren Yaoqi to put on a thick jacket and a pleated skirt.
"Go and bring me my thick cloak of lynx skin." Ren Yaochi instructed Sydney Road.
Sydney was shocked, this is the dress up to go out?
"Miss? Are you going to go out of the way? Qingmei had already asked.
Ren Yaochi ignored her and only glanced at Sydney.
Sydney was swept away by her eyes, and had to get up: "Eh, the slave is going now." Before turning around, he glanced at Qingmei.
Qingmei smiled and said, "Miss, where are you going?" You talk to the slave and the slave, and the slave and the slave will arrange it. β
Seeing that Ren Yaochi ignored her, her eyes rolled: "The slave will go and prepare a hand stove for you, so that you don't get cold when you go out." He turned around and left.
"Standing." Ren Yaochi called lightly, although it was only two gentle words, but it made Qingmei's footsteps pause.
"Go and find my long chain of two hundred and fifty-six beads."
"Yes, miss." Although Qingmei wanted to go to Mama Zhu to report the news, she didn't dare to disobey Ren Yaoqi's words, so she hurriedly went to the dresser, and after a while, she found a long chain of pink, white, and gold pearls the size of her thumb.
"Miss, did the slave bring it to you?" This chain is too long, if Ren Yao wears it, she has to go around three or four times, she doesn't wear it on weekdays, but today I suddenly remembered it for some reason.
Ren Yaochi shook his head: "I think this chain is rustic, you change it for me." β
"Huh?" Qingmei was stunned, "How is Miss going to change?" β
Ren Yaochi pointed to the pearl on his head and said, "Take it apart, one is pink, one is white, and one is golden, and it is mixed with strings." β
Qingmei went to the closet to find needlework with a bitter face.
At this time, Sydney had already found the crane of the lynx skin, and when she saw that Qingmei was still in the house and did not leave, she couldn't help frowning.
Ren Yaochi asked Sydney to comb her hair simply, put on a crane, and was about to go out.
"Qingmei left a string of beads, Sydney come with me."
After glancing at Qingmei, Sydney hesitated for a moment, but still rushed forward to open the curtain for Ren Yaoqi.
Ren Yaoqi went out for the first time in two days, and as soon as the curtain was lifted, the cold wind swirled around with goose feather-sized snowflakes, and the ice slag hit his face.
Even if he wore a thick coat, his body was still warm, but his face was frozen in an instant, and his eyelashes were stained with snowflakes, which blinked and melted away, blurring his vision.
She hadn't seen the snowstorm in the Northland in years.
"It's cold outside, Miss, why don't you go back?" Sydney carefully persuaded.
Ren Yaochi ignored it, she pulled down the hood on her head, covering most of her face, and then walked towards the main room without looking back, the faster she walked, and then she trotted up.
"Miss Five, slip carefullyβ" Sydney chased after her.
The crape myrtle courtyard is not small, and the west chamber is separated from the main house by a hall and a large courtyard.
Ren Yaoqi rushed all the way along the verandah, and when he came out of the porch door tube connecting the verandah, he almost stepped on the half-dissolved light snow under the eaves of the main house and slipped, but when he really stood at the door of the main house, he was a little homesick.
A few glimmers of light leaked out from under the indigo embroidered golden jade curtain of the hall, and Ren Yaochi vaguely heard someone talking in the main room.
"Miss Five." The maid on duty was a little puzzled when she saw a tightly wrapped figure running along the verandah, but she was startled when she saw clearly that it was Ren Yao through the windproof lamp under the porch, and hurriedly bowed and hurriedly went in to report.
After a while, the indigo curtain was lifted from the inside, and a beautiful girl wearing a silver-red embroidered peony flower fur jacket and a goose-yellow pleated skirt walked out.
She was two years old, taller than her peers, standing under the eaves of the door and looking at her condescendingly, her pretty face was icy, and the orange lantern light that was shrouding her body could not make her look half warm.
Ren Yaochi was stunned and opened his mouth: "Three ......"
Before she could say anything, the girl suddenly raised her hand and slapped her face fiercely, and the crisp and loud slap made everyone present stunned.
"Ren Yaoqi, you still have a face!" The cold voice with some mockery sounded in Ren Yaoqi's buzzing ears.
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