Chapter 87: A Touching and Profound Story

The air in the room suddenly froze, and there was no sound, and without hearing Mama Cui's answer, Luo Qingying also took back her gaze from the window and looked back at Mama Cui.

looked slightly stunned, and then smiled at Mama Cui, who was looking at her with a touch of sorrow between her eyebrows.

"Mama, the injuries on my body have almost healed in the past few days, is it okay for Mama to accompany me out for a walk?"

Mama Cui, who had not yet come out of Fang Cai's grief, forgot about other things when she heard Luo Qingying's words, and hurriedly stopped her: "How can this be done?" Miss, the wounds on your body are not yet healed, but you must not see the wind, in case this is ......"

Before Mama Cui finished speaking, Luo Qingying had already slipped down from the soft collapse, clenched Mama Cui's hand, just like when she was in the small courtyard, and sprinkled coquettishness to Mama Cui.

"Mama, how can I be as bad as you think, don't worry, it'll be fine, as long as I am careful.

Besides, I haven't been out for a walk for a few days, and I've been so stuffy in the house, I'm afraid I haven't waited for your lady's injuries to heal...... I'm going to be stuffed out of something else. ”

"This ......"

Cui Mama couldn't bear to let Luo Qingying stay in the house all the time, but when she thought of the injury on Luo Qingying's back, Cui Mama had to be ruthless.

"The old slave knows that Miss has endured hard these days, but if the wound on Miss's body is not taken care of, it will not be good if there is a scar!

Miss, you first endure hard work for a while, and when the wound on your back is better, the old slave will accompany you out for a walk. ”

"Mama, I'll just go out for a while, just take a walk in the garden for a while......"

“……”

Mama Cui didn't speak, but looking at the resolute look on Mama Cui's face, she obviously disagreed with this matter.

"It's okay if Mama doesn't let me go out, so Mama will tell me a story, okay?"

When Luo Qingying and Mama Cui first went to that small courtyard, they often cried sadly because they missed Shen Yufeng, and Mama Cui often told Luo Qingying some stories she heard in the countryside to make Luo Qingying happy.

Most of these stories are vulgar, there is no connotation directly, it is nothing more than a god, a ghost, a strange thing, it is okay to tell Luo Qingying about these when I was a child, and seeing that Luo Qingying has grown into a sensible girl, Cui Mama naturally feels that it is obviously not appropriate to tell Luo Qingying these things again.

"Old slaves, those are all things that can't be put on the table in the countryside, how can they get into your ears, Miss?"

With a slight frown, Luo Qingying's face showed a touch of grievance, but a trace of cunning flashed in her eyes.

"What can you get in, and you can't get in?!

Mama used to talk about this to me, why can't I talk about it now, is it difficult, Mama thinks that I am not as likable as I was when I was a child, so ...... Mama didn't like to tell me about it! ”

"Miss, you know that the old slave doesn't mean this, so why do you need to make fun of the old slave, isn't the old slave afraid that these stories are too vulgar and unruly to pollute your ears, Miss?"

"No, what Mama told me is excellent, whether it's the fox demon to repay her kindness, or Sanniang looking for a husband...... Each one of them is a good story that touches people's hearts and touches deeply.

Mama, let's talk! It's like when I was a kid...... Tell me about it, okay? ”