After a while, several waitresses came in with a few plates of pastries, which were placed next to the table in a neat and orderly manner. There are osmanthus cakes, mung bean cakes, jujube paste cakes, pea yellow... It's all freshly made in the kitchen, and the temperature remains on the pastries.

She loves tea, but she has no interest in pastries today, so she doesn't touch those delicate little pastries.

Xu Zhilan felt that the time was almost up, and she was about to stand up, but she coughed, and a waitress handed her a long white dress.

"You'd better turn around!"

When she saw that the maids had turned around, she quickly stood up, wrapped herself in a long skirt, and then walked to the stool beside the soup pool and sat down.

The attendant dried her hair and water, dressed him one by one, and then put on her shoes and socks.

Then Xu Zhilan sat in front of the mirror, and the maid combed her hair. After tidying up, Xu Zhilan walked out of the bath with black hair.

And Yangmeimei, at this time, was enjoying those plates of pastries. The osmanthus cake is soft and glutinous and sweet, the mung bean cake is fragrant, and the walnut cake is sweet but not greasy, and it is delicious!

In a moment she ate all the pastries on the three plates, and her stomach was round.

When Xu Zhilan came back, he was stunned to see the plates on the table empty, and Yang Meimei, who had a happy and satisfied face!

"You're done eating? Aren't you afraid to hold on? ”

"Miss, I'm okay!"

"I don't believe it, you can't eat too much, you know!"

"Hiccup~"

Xu Zhilan glanced at her and shook his head, "Okay, okay, you go back to the room to rest!" Remember, don't drink water! ”

After Xu Zhilan gave instructions, he went to the study to study the military book. It wasn't until Lan'er asked her to eat that she stretched her waist and Tingting reluctantly came out of the study.

She actually doesn't like to read very much, when she went to school, her grades were very good, the Chinese teacher often asked her to go up to teach her classmates about her learning experience, she said that she never read any books in private, but the class laughed, saying that she was very hypocritical, obviously the composition often got full marks, at first glance it was the result of a lot of reading, but unfortunately she said that she didn't read, this is not hypocrisy What is this?

Most of the people in the class felt that she must have been doing problems at home, reading, doing problems, and reading books. Actually, no, she does know how to do questions when she gets home, but she really can't read, of course, she can read textbooks, so it can be said that she has a headache when she sees those dense words.

Every time someone sarcastically says that the Chinese grades are so good, there must be a pile of books at home!

But she'll say, "Do you just see that my language is good?" Didn't you find my science better? Who said that good Chinese must rely on reading, I rely on my high IQ and logical ability!

It wasn't until she went to college and studied medicine that she began to like to read. She found that medical books were really interesting, unlike some books, which were flashy in rhetoric, and there were a lot of sentences in them that she couldn't read, which gave her a headache.

As night fell, the lights in Xu Zhilan's room flickered, and there was laughter inside.

"Miss, your hair looks so good! Black and straight! Yangmei Mei is so envious! ”

Yang Meimei combed her hair and looked at Xu Zhilan's hair with envy.

"Yours too..."

She wanted to say that yours is also good, but she remembered that Yangmeimei's hair was short and a little yellow.

It's really "yellow hair hanging down"!

She couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Miss!"

Yang Meimei, stomping her feet, looked like she had been greatly wronged.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore, okay?"

Suddenly, Yang Meimei frowned and covered her stomach, while the comb fell to the ground and fell in half.

"Miss... My stomach hurts! ”

She squatted on the ground in pain, and dense beads of sweat appeared on her head.

"Yangmeimei, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Zhilan squatted down anxiously and asked with a worried expression.

"I..."

Yang Meimei stood up suddenly, and before she finished speaking, she ran away.

"Diarrhea?"

Xu Zhilan's first reaction was this, and sure enough, when Yang Meimei came back with her stomach covering, she told her with a depressed face that she had diarrhea.

She poured a glass of water for Yang Meimei, "What did you eat today?" ”

"I didn't eat anything with all the food I usually eat... Could it be today's pastry? I do eat a lot. ”

Xu Zhilan shook his head, "No, if you eat too much, you won't have diarrhea." You must have eaten something unclean today. ”

Yang Meimei tilted her head and thought for a while, "No, I really didn't eat anything unclean." ”

"Did you hide it from me, secretly ate something, and didn't dare to tell me for fear of my punishment?"

She looked cunning, as if she had seen through Yangmeimei.

"I really didn't steal it! I swear! ”

Because she was wronged, Yang Meimei was particularly aggrieved, and tears glistened in her eyes. Xu Zhilan was anxious, and then she realized that she should not have eaten indiscriminately.

"Okay, I'm sorry, it's my fault, don't cry..."

Xu Zhilan hugged Yang Meimei, and felt very guilty in his heart, feeling that he shouldn't speculate and hurt the little girl's heart. Yang Meimei broke free from her arms, her hair was messy, and her face was red.

"Miss, you're holding it so tightly that I'm almost out of breath."

She was stunned for a moment, and smiled apologetically at Yang Meimei, "Hehe, I'm sorry..."

Suddenly, Yang Meimei's brows furrowed again.

"Huh? Do you want it again? ”

Yang Meimei nodded and ran to the thatched house again.

Xu Zhilan was a little worried about her, but she felt that it was night, where would there be a doctor! Although she is a doctor herself, she has no medicine now, so it is useless. She was afraid that she would be dehydrated from her stomach, so she prepared some light salt water and asked her to take it to her room.

"What's going on at this time? Why drink this? ”

Yang Meimei took a sip, and her face wrinkled.

"For hydration, if you still have diarrhea at night, you must drink this!"

After she finished instructing Yangmeimei, she went to bed.

At night, the Pandan Courtyard is not peaceful.

In the first half of the night, Yangmeimei ran to the toilet several times, and only came back for a while each time, the quilt was not yet hot, and her stomach began to hurt again, so she went back and forth several times, and Lan'er, who was in the same room, was woken up and was in a particularly bad mood. Obviously, the people who served for a day during the day finally could rest at night, and they encountered this incident again.

Lan'er said impatiently, "Yang Meimei, why do you keep running to the thatched house!" I don't let people sleep! ”

"I'm sorry, Lan'er, I may have a bad stomach."

Yang Meimei explained apologetically, she didn't want to either! Who told her that her stomach hurts all the time!

"Be quiet when you go to the hut, I'll get up early tomorrow!"

"Well, I'll try."

After Yang Meimei finished speaking, she found that her stomach began to hurt again, oh my God!

After running like this a few times, she obviously felt a little thirsty, so she took a few sips of the light salt water on the table and went back to bed.