Zhou didn't look at her, went straight to the side of his bunk, and dragged out the suitcase, ready to stuff the package.

Qian's eyes followed her movements, and as soon as he saw Zhou bending over, Qian immediately stood up.

She walked over with a smile and stretched out a finger to poke Zhou's waist: "Yo, what good things are you hiding?" ”

Zhou was startled, immediately turned around, and saw that it was Qian, and hurriedly tried to block her sight.

Who knew that as soon as Qian stretched out his hand, he snatched her package.

Then she reached out to the bed and shook it off, and the cherry pink clothes and hairpins in the package suddenly rolled down.

The hairpin was in the shape of a flower, and the branches and leaves below were round, and as the clothes were thrown out, it rolled twice, and it came to a stop on the edge of the bed—fortunately, Zhou reached out to block it quickly, otherwise it would have fallen to the ground and would have been damaged.

Zhou was so angry that he opened Qian's hand as soon as he raised his hand, and scolded angrily: "My thing, what are you touching?!" ”

The two had a quarrel before because of a new dress - thanks to Ning Ying at that time, she came over with a new fabric.

In addition, the slightly older concubine Zhao reconciled with it, which calmed down a turmoil, and the two of them were barely peaceful on weekdays.

But peace does not mean forgetting.

That's why the Qian family was so cheap just now - the new and old hatreds of the Zhou family surged into her heart together, and she immediately exploded.

But Qian didn't answer her.

Qian just stared at the fabric on the bed in a daze, and then stared at the hairpin tightly.

The room was quiet for a moment, Qian frowned, and slowly raised his head and said to Zhou: "You are so fat and guts-you dare to steal Ning Gege's things?" ”

Zhou was already annoyed, but when he heard this, he was even more angry, and he took a step forward and glared at her: "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the curtain of the door was lifted, wrapped in the rustling autumn sound outside-it was when the autumn rain was cold, and the raindrops were damp and cold.

The concubine Zhao rubbed her hands together and came in from outside.

She went to the dining room with the little girl, only to collect the umbrella, but she didn't have time to put it in the corner of the house, and when she entered the door, she saw Zhou and Qian, two people facing each other in the house like black-eyed chickens.

Zhao's head hurt, and he hurriedly stepped forward and held one with one hand, and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" The sisters all live together, so they should take care of each other! ”

As Zhao spoke, he quickly separated the two, turned his head and took out a stack of red bean cakes that he had just picked up from the food box, and stuffed a piece into one person's hand.

As soon as Zhou raised his hand, he threw the pastry on the ground.

Zhao Shi was stunned for a moment, and his face finally sank rarely.

These meals were all brought back by her braving the rain and working hard to get them from the dining room.

On a rainy day, the sky was dark, and the light in the house was also dimmed.

Zhao Shi saw that the rough maid was lighting the lamp next to him, so he cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "It's none of your business here, go out!" ”

She closed the door tightly before turning around, staring at the red bean cake on the ground for a moment, then squatting down, reaching out to pick it up, and carefully breaking the side that fell to the ground and throwing it aside.

The red bean paste from the rest of the pastry flowed out at once - bubbling with a hot sweet aroma.

Zhao held the remaining clean red bean cake and silently sent it to his mouth - this red bean paste was dripping out, and it was impossible to eat it.

Then the tip of her tongue hurt from the burn.

Zhao gritted his teeth, took a few breaths slightly, and then turned his head to Zhou and said slowly: "Sister Zhou-we are not better here than Ninggege, we have our own stove room, and the dining room is also waiting for her at any time. ”

Hearing this, Qian sneered beside him, stretched out his hand to the bed and said, "Sister Zhao, why are you so kind to her!" She's going to throw it away—if she's hungry, she's going to starve her! We are a small temple, which can't accommodate the big Buddha, and she has a big heart now! If you don't believe me, look at these clothes, do they look familiar? ”

Zhao didn't see it as soon as he came in, but when he saw the clothes and jewelry that Qian pointed to, his movements suddenly stagnated.

The patterns, styles, and colors are all familiar - how do you look more and more like what Ningagee likes to wear on weekdays......

The day's light passed quickly, and in the evening, seeing that Qian was asleep, Zhou climbed out of the bed, got up and walked to Zhao, who was still doing needlework under the lamp, hesitated, and pulled her sleeves: "Sister Zhao, those clothes were all given to me by Fujin." ”

When she said this, she finally felt wronged, and put her face on Zhao's sleeve, and her voice was a little choked: "Sister Zhao, don't be angry with me, I'm in this house, and only sister, you take the most care of me, don't ignore me." ”

The Zhao family is two years older than them, and she is the eldest sister at home, and she takes care of them like a sister to a younger sister on weekdays.

People are not plants and trees, and unconsciously, the Zhou family has become dependent on her.

Zhao stopped the needle and thread in his hand, his face did not move, but his eyebrows and eyes vibrate: "Fujin? ”

Qian, who had his back to them, slowly opened his eyes.

Zhou swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said in a low voice: "Yes, it was Fu Jin who rewarded me, and after we received the gold festival today, Fu Jin specially asked me to stay, saying that my birthday is coming, so I rewarded these." ”

She said as she rested her head on Zhao's thigh.

Zhao habitually reached out and gently touched Zhou's hair, thinking about what she had just said.

Then, her face suddenly turned a little pale: "Sister Zhou! That's not right! ”

Zhou's face was slightly red, and he twisted and pinched for a long time before he said: "This kind of thing, one person is willing to do it, and the fourth master has to not dislike me!" Fu Jin also said that according to the momentum of Ning Gege's favor now, I am afraid that she will be pregnant soon, and Li Fang Fujin is also about to give birth, and there will always be women in the house to serve the fourth master at that time. ”

Zhao shook his head and said hurriedly: "If it happens, what will you do in the future?" ”

Zhou said softly: "With our identity, what else is there not to do?" Naturally, she let Fujin take the child, her wish came true, and she could naturally give us some shelter for a good life. ”

Zhao stomped his feet and said, "Confused! How can things in this world only look forward to the best and not plan for the worst? ”

She bent down, lowered her voice, and stared at Zhou Shi tightly: "If Fu Jin holds the child in his hand at that time, he can't like it, and even likes it so much that he wants the child to completely recognize her as his biological mother - she wants to go to the mother and keep the child, what should you do?" ”

Zhou raised his head suddenly, the blood on his face faded, and he stammered: "Fujin is a good person, and he is the most amiable, so he should ...... No such thing should be done. ”