Chapter 10: Forbearance and Forbearance
When Lei'er entered the house, the eldest young master, Hu Yanshi, was facing her sideways, leaning on the bench cushioned by white tiger skin, holding a cup in one hand. Seeing her come in, Hu Yanshi sat up a little upright. However, after so many years of getting along day and night, the eldest young master was full of loneliness just now, she saw it all in her eyes, anxious in her heart, but she couldn't do anything.
"Lei'er, you answered all the questions that the chief asked you just now, right?"
"Young Master, I have already said everything according to your orders."
"Well, that's good. You've worked hard. β
"It's not hard, Bai Daochang is a good person." After a pause, Lei'er couldn't help but ask, "I shouldn't be talking too much, it's just that the slave doesn't know something, why do you let me tell the truth?" In this way, the third lady will not ......"
"Well...... I have a point, so don't ask, go down first. Hu Yanshi looked at the teacup that was turning in his hand.
"The slave is talkative, so I'll retire."
"Wait a minute, this cup of ginseng tea should be sent to the young lady." Hu Yanshi thought about it, and still handed the teacup to Lei'er, "You go to heat it up yourself before sending it, and in addition, you will send a cup on time every day in the future, do you remember the location of the old lady's original bloodletting ginseng tablets?" β
"Yes." Lei'er looked at the blood-colored ginseng tea, opened her mouth, and finally couldn't help but ask, and slowly retreated.
Hu Yanshi looked at the empty palm of his right hand after handing over the teacup, slowly clenched his fists, and muttered to himself: "What kind of fate, I, Hu Yanshi, want to go against the sky!" β
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The second young master, Hu Yanbin, woke up from his slumber and found him lying in his room.
What happened just now? I can't remember, I can't remember it. It seems that this case of amnesia only started after the fire. He sometimes lives in a trance, with vague memories as if he is not himself anymore. Every time I want to recall the past, there are a lot of fragments of memory in my brain, but I just can't put them together, these fragments are flying in my mind, the more I want to grasp it, the faster I fly, and I finally want to catch it, the fragments are like induction, fleeting. Every time I recall, I have a splitting headache, and even faint in pain. Maybe it's the punishment given to him by God, and when he wakes up, he forgets something.
He had never told anyone about that. Anyway, when he fainted and woke up, no one would care about him, let alone these unimportant things.
"Second Young Master, are you awake?" Cui'er leaned over and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?" β
"I ...... No big deal. What happened to me just now? β
"Just now you and Bai Dao Chang were talking about things, and you suddenly fell to the ground as you spoke, and it was Bai Dao Chang who saved you."
"Really? It was Bai Dao Chang who saved me. "I don't remember what Bai Dao Chang asked him, it must have something to do with the previous incident. He had always felt that this person was not simple, but he had a faint hunch that the appearance of Bai Qiuchi was an opportunity to solve all these strange things.
"If you are all right, then the slave will retire to take care of the young lady."
"Okay, you go down." Hu Yanbin nodded, "Wait, what did you say happened to Se Ning?" β
"Huh?" Cui'er was puzzled, "After Wan'er died, the young lady has been asleep. β
The second young master began to get confused again, didn't he go every hour to personally check if the young lady had woken up?
"What? Wan'er is dead? Hu Yanbin immediately bounced up, put on his clothes and ran outside, "I'm going to take a look!" β
His memory is only on the festival.
"But the eldest lady is waiting for you in the living roomβ" Cui'er shouted after her.
Hu Yanbin rushed out of the room and was confronted by a person.
The person who came was dressed in filial piety clothes, and the clothes were embroidered with exquisite white flowers. Her hairstyle was simple, simple and generous, wearing only a golden hairpin, and the blood-colored jasper on it still glowed with its peculiar and strange luster on a cloudy day. She walked step by step, her face was bloodless, but her nobility did not diminish at all, and an innate sense of majesty struck.
"Mother, why are you here?"
"Yanbin, come here." The eldest lady Feng Wanting turned around and walked straight to the front hall.
Hu Yanbin walked after her, and suddenly turned around and motioned for Cui'er to hurry back and take care of Lan Sening.
"Yanbin, sit."
"Mother, what's the matter with you?" Hu Yanbin hesitated, but sat down.
"Can't you come and see my son if you're fine?"
"No, you can come whenever you want." Hu Yanbin respectfully poured her a cup of tea and served it with both hands.
"Hehe," Feng Wanting took the cup and took a sip slowly, "It's too strong." β
Hu Yanbin looked at her leisurely appearance, his heart was very anxious, he was worried about Lan Sening's safety, and the beads of sweat on his forehead couldn't help but seep out.
"Look at you sitting like pins and needles, no interest!" Feng Wanting's teacup was put down heavily, "Do you know why I'm looking for you?" β
"I don't know." Hearing his mother scolding him for being unproductive, Hu Yanbin had no more turmoil in his heart.
This mother has cared little about him since he was a child, and her occasional concern is also scolding him for being unproductive, a waste, inferior to his brother, and I don't know what the use of asking him to come, etc. At first, he was ignorant and afraid of his mother, but later he became sensible, and every time his mother scolded him, he was very sad, but over the years, he gradually got used to it and learned to hold back. He also doesn't know if there will be a day when negative emotions have accumulated over the years?
"Hmph, if you had your brother's fur and a little cleverness, you wouldn't have ended up where you are today! You yourself said that how many times did you go to Lancer's room today? If your brother doesn't go, what are you going to do? β
"I ...... Go see her. β
"Look at her? Do you think she works? Will she wake up? And in what capacity do you look? Feng Wanting frowned, and her voice kept rising.
yes, what qualifications do I have to see her, I can't do anything, I can't do it...... Hu Yanbin closed his eyes in pain and said, "Please don't say it." β
"Phew! Amusing! Such a slut, if he can't give birth to a son, forget it, I don't know what kind of monster he gave birth to! β
"Say no more!" Hu Yanbin covered his ears in pain.
"It's shameless to seduce your husband and brother!" But Feng Wanting is still aggressive.
"I, called, you, no, wanted, said!" couldn't bear it anymore, Hu Yanbin suddenly stood up and grabbed her neck with one hand, showing a fierce look on his face.
"For the sake of ...... Ahem, ahem, this ...... Slut ......" Feng Wanting was pinched, her eyes were wide open, she couldn't breathe, but her mouth was still hard, and she struggled to break Hu Yanbin's hand.
"I've had enough! I'm going to strangle you! Strangled you! Hu Yanbin's other hand also stretched out, and Feng Wanting kept struggling.
"Save ...... Hmmm......"
The teapots and teacups on the table fell, and the ping-pong smashed to the ground.