Chapter 2: Eight times of sickness

"Enough!"

Dulan tentatively spoke in a heavy tone.

When the middle-aged grandmother heard this, she was overjoyed, and she no longer kowtowed, but just knelt there and thanked Dulan.

Du Lan blinked, also relieved, he seemed to have guessed correctly.

Very good!

After this time, she already had a rough guess about the character of the original owner of the predecessor. Knife mouth tofu heart, there should be. Well, it shouldn't be tactful enough to deal with people, and there may be an element of arrogance and unreasonableness.

Yes, yes, with the skills of his own workplace bones, it shouldn't be a big problem to control such a role.

"You go down first, put some medicine on your forehead, it won't be festive to look at. Alright, let's go! ”

Seeing the middle-aged mother's red forehead and the other party's slightly swaying body, Du Lan waved his hand irritably. She is kind, but now she can only be a murderer, which is very annoying.

The grandmother thanked her again and again, and then crawled out of the room.

"It seems that the predecessor is really a very unpleasant person!"

Dulan sat on the bed, his brows furrowed.

roughly determined the personality and way of doing things of her predecessor, and she knew what kind of character she should use to face the people around her. But the problem is that she doesn't want to repeat the tragedy of Shifujin.

God let her come back, and he won't let her suffer.

Sadly, she didn't even know what year it was. Naturally, I don't know what I should do or what I can do. But she couldn't ask anyone about it, unless she wanted to be studied.

Du Lan really didn't know much about the number brothers, and he only chased a few glances at them. Such a small amount of information doesn't seem to be of much use.

"Someone!"

Puzzled, Dulan decided to go with the flow and see. With her cultivation in the workplace, if she can't even play in the backyard of a straw bale brother, then she will simply commit suicide.

"Fujin!"

The little maid and the middle-aged grandmother appeared at the same time, and the two of them lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Du Lan glanced at the appearance of the two of them, and was more sure of the character of the original owner of the predecessor.

Thinking about it, there is a father who is the king of the county, and the Abahai Borzigit clan will definitely not be a temperament that is angry, and it is certain that he is arrogant and spicy. Otherwise, how dare the predecessor be angry with the tenth elder brother?

"Ben Fujin is hungry, let's prepare a meal!"

Thinking about the tone of speech step by step, Du Lan naturally performed an amateur-level professional performance.

"Yes."

The little maid and the grandmother agreed in unison and withdrew together.

Meals came quickly and plentifully.

Dulan is satisfied.

With good food, everything is negotiable.

"Yes, reward!"

After enjoying the food, Dulan was in a good mood and rewarded decisively.

"Huh?!"

It's a pity that after listening to Du Lan's words, the little maid next to her who gave her vegetables actually exclaimed.

"What's wrong again?"

Du Lan swept over with a sharp glance.

"Fu Jin, our monthly silver for this month is gone!"

"Gone?"

Du Lan was also stunned, the dignified son Fujin actually had to live on monthly silver? This is very unscientific!

Her father is the king of the county, doesn't she have a dowry? Even if the dowry is not mentioned, the tenth elder brother is the prince, doesn't the opening of the mansion have the money to settle down? Don't give all kinds of Zhuangzi and shops?

"Yes, yes."

The little girl's body was shaking.

"Where's the silver?"

Dulan doesn't care if the little maid is panicking or not, she must maintain the character of the original owner of the predecessor and not collapse. Otherwise, if this little girl is frightened, she may be arrested and taken to the temple to be baptized by the Buddha's light.

"The master and the master have lent it to Babel!"

The little maid replied in a whisper.

"When did it happen? How come I don't remember? ”

Du Lan raised his hand and patted his head gently, "Also, my memory seems to be getting worse and worse......"

When these words came out, Du Lan applauded himself in his heart. Look, we are white-bones in the workplace, and it has always been very slippery to seize opportunities. Wait for a turnaround, and then pretend to be sick, get an amnesia or something, everything, complete!

"Fujin, you can spare the slave maid!"

Syllable!

The little maid fell to her knees with tears in her eyes.

"What did I do? Did I say anything? ”

Du Lan looked at the little maid who suddenly knelt on the ground, feeling that she might be touched.

"Fujin, this month, you have been sick eight times. Doctor Geng from Tai Hospital said that he would not come again next time! ”

“……”

Hearing the little girl's words, Du Lan was instantly stunned on the spot.

Sick eight times!

Look at what this means, the predecessor is a professional pretending to be sick!

She has to carry this pot, and she has to carry it if she doesn't carry it.

"Fujin, you can live in peace for two days!"

"Even if you don't think about the little brother in your belly, you have to think about your body!"

"Earlier, the Queen Mother let you lose the fire in Cining Palace for a month, shouldn't you forget it so quickly?"

The middle-aged grandmother guarding the door also entered the room at this time, knelt on the ground with a smile, and persuaded with emotion.

Dulan was stunned again.

Defeated in January, even if she didn't remember, she could guess what this defeat meant. With the old man's temperament, nine out of nine of these defeats are eating fasting and reciting Buddha, well, if you don't do it, you have to copy Buddhist scriptures or something.

Mamma Mia, I'm too wide to be afraid!