Luyang Mansion, Fu House.

The morning mist is gently sprinkled in the front and back of the three into the blue brick and black tile eaves and arches of the house, the white fog shrouded in the quaint and Zhuoran, there are already servants in the courtyard who are lightly up and sprinkled to sweep the court, the kitchen smoke is busy in full swing, and from time to time people enter and exit from the back corner door.

It's busy, thriving.

The main courtyard in the second gate was quiet at this time, and the rough sprinkling and sweeping made the girls walk on tiptoe one by one, and under the eaves of the door they were holding copper basins, towels, fragrant pancreas and other things, and the girl holding a copper kettle with hot water stood quietly.

When the door opened, everyone immediately straightened their backs and entered, and the girl who opened the door was dressed in a green jacket, covered her mouth and yawned, and said in a low voice: "Put down your things and retreat, and come back to clean up later." ”

Everyone whispered "yes", put down things and rushed out, orderly and silent.

"Sister Zhongchun, is the girl awake?" The little girl in the pink bikini lifted the lotus-colored curtain and came in, and looked at the woman in green clothes and asked in a low voice.

Zhongchun shook his head, "Midsummer, go to the kitchen and tell Aunt Song, breakfast is later, the girl is asleep again today." ”

"Hey, I'll go." Midsummer turned around and walked out, with a touch of sadness between her eyebrows.

Since the girl had an illness half a month ago, she had to get up half an hour late every day, and she couldn't see anything in the middle of the partially.

At this time, Fu Yuanling, who had just opened his eyes, sat up suddenly, and the crow hair on his snow-white middle coat was black and shiny, and he didn't know how much snowflake silver could raise such a good hair.

Under the white clothes and black hair, his face was white and blue, and he didn't sleep well at first glance.

Slowly leaning on the head of the bed, Fu Yuanling subconsciously touched his mouth and nose, and a warm breath swept across his fingertips, making her tense look slowly slow down.

Yes, she is not the Fu Yuanling who was suffocated to death by anger in the dream.

"Nurse."

"The old slave is here, girl, are you awake?"

The curtain in the bedroom was lifted, and Dou's mother walked in briskly, with a cheerful smile on her face, and stepped forward to help the girl who got up, "Look at the girl's complexion is much better than yesterday." ”

Fu Yuanling looked at the young and energetic nurse, her expression was a little dazed, and she seemed to see the figure in the dream who was lying in the bloody ground with a cane in order to protect her.

The tip of his nose was slightly sore, and he forcibly suppressed the strangeness, and held the nurse's hand hard, "Well, it's all right, don't worry." ”

"That's great, how many things are waiting for the girl to decide, and you are indispensable in this family all the time." Dou's mother was really happy, and she called someone to come in and wait for the girl to wash, and she began to report the things in the house in the past few days.

Fu Yuanling naturally knew that it was for the Fu family in Beijing, and she didn't want to see them at all now, so she said directly: "Let's get here first, let's do the important things first, and put aside the others first." ”

Mother Dou seemed to be relieved when she heard this, and nodded with a brisk smile, "Then I will ask the stewards to wait in the West Flower Hall?" ”

"I'll be here in half an hour." Fu Yuanling spoke softly, "Let the stewards drink tea and sort out the account books first, or the old rule of checking the accounts." ”

"Hey." Mother Dou nodded in response, turned her head and saw Yuan Li walking in, so she said, "Why did you come here now, just to serve the girl for breakfast." ”

Yuan Li listened to Mother Dou's words and said with a smile, "I heard that the girl woke up, so I hurried to the kitchen and asked Aunt Song to stew the custard, the stew was old earlier, how could the girl eat." ”

Mother Dou nodded with satisfaction and hurried out.

Here Fu Yuanling cleaned up, looked at the lively little girls in front of him, and suddenly remembered the tragic ending they had in the dream, and his heart was a little choked.

They are all good, all loyal, but it's a pity that she not only put herself in the dream, but also ended up with their delicate age.

Regardless of whether the dream was true or not, seeing that the things in the dream coincided with the reality, she had to be careful.

The three big girls around Fu Yuanling, Yuan Li, Yuan Zhi, and Yuan Xin, and the three little girls Zhongchun, Midsummer, and Mid-Autumn sounded like a boy's name, which was taken by her deceased mother herself. said that the women in their family were feminine and feminine, so they should take some atmospheric names to press the house.

As a result, it was really a pressure house, and they were all buried with that yellow sorghum dream.

The girls at the head of the yuan word were rescued by her mother from the traffickers, and they were originally going to be sold to that kind of dirty place, because of this, they were extremely loyal, and she didn't really treat them as girls, they didn't fail themselves, but they failed them.

Let them take their lives for themselves in vain, it's really hateful to think about!

The egg custard just out of the pot is fine and tender, poured with a layer of sesame oil, sprinkled with coriander, and bites the shrimp in one bite, full of freshness.

The taste in his memory, Fu Yuanling ate it one bite at a time, and the girls serving next to him didn't dare to breathe when they looked at the atmosphere, and they were worried in their hearts, what happened to the girl today, and they were a little scared.

After eating the custard, Fu Yuanling stood up and glanced at it, "Yuan Li, Yuan Zhi and I will go to the West Flower Hall, and you will sort out the account books in the warehouse, and give it to me later today." ”

Several girls were a little confused, why did they want to be so urgent, Yuan Xin took a step forward and said innocently, "Girl, why do you suddenly have to take care of the account books of the treasury, I only sorted it out three months ago." ”

My wife passed away from a serious illness three months ago, and I don't know how many people have caused trouble inside and outside the hospital.

Thanks to their girls, they took out a newly discovered mine of the Fu family and invited the government to take charge, so they could keep this family business.

Good catechesis treasury books, why is she a little uneasy?