Chapter 157: Something else to think about

Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang sighed lightly, the whole person was anxious, and shook her head, "The fourth master and the little master go out for a period of time at this time of year, and I don't know where they went, alas~"

Song Yi felt that Aunt Zhang's mood was wrong and frowned.

Aunt Zhang glanced at Song Yiyi, her feelings were absolutely sincere, but she also had a little other thoughts, "My little young master, he has not been in good health since he was a child, and the fourth master is heartbroken." ”

Song Yi's eyes fluctuated, and a different color flashed at the bottom of his eyes, "Little master, he ......"

Aunt Zhang remembered that when the little master was one year old, her face turned white, and fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, "Once the fourth master went out, I was alone at home, and I went to the second floor to call the little master for breakfast in the morning, and I didn't wake up and thought it was the little young master who was snooze, but it was still the same at noon, and there was no reaction at all, and I was scared and soft, crying and calling the fourth master......"

His voice trembled, and he suddenly couldn't go on.

Song Yiyi's breath froze, reacted, and gently patted Aunt Zhang's shoulder soothingly.

Aunt Zhang took a breath, "The fourth master was abroad at the time, and it was late at night when he rushed back, and the little master still didn't wake up, and he didn't react at all." ”

When Song Yi heard this, he had a feeling that he couldn't breathe, as if the oxygen around him was getting thinner and thinner.

Wasn't that the night at the Garden of Arle?

Not only is the little eyelash essence like this, but so is Fu Jin!

She clenched her hands nervously, still unaware of it, "What about later?" ”

Aunt Zhang wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand, "The fourth master took the little master out overnight, and it was a month to go, and when he came back, the little master was fine." ”

Song Yi nodded, completely unaware that he was also relieved.

Aunt Zhang looked at Song Yiyi's face, "Since then, at this time of year, the fourth master has to leave with the little young master for a period of time. ”

Song Yiyi, "That... Then have you ever seen the little master fall asleep like this? ”

Aunt Zhang shook her head, "Just once, I never saw it again." ”

"That's... Will your fourth master be like this? ”

"Fourth master, no, I've never seen it, and I haven't heard anyone say it."

Song Yi answered, and said loudly, remembering that night.

If a normal person had such a heart rhythm, he would definitely die of respiratory failure, but he didn't!

The ghost made a miracle, she actually believed his words and did not call the emergency number.

Aunt Zhang, "Miss Song, what's wrong with you?" ”

Song Yi came back to his senses, "Not much." ”

Aunt Zhang hesitated for a while, and said softly, "Miss Song, you are a friend of the eldest lady, and the fourth master looks at you differently, I just said these words, don't tell anyone else." ”

Song Yiyi, "Aunt Zhang, don't worry, I won't." ”

Some things are just so unscientific! After hesitating for a moment, he asked again, "The children's hospital said that the little master has a crow's mouth." ”

Aunt Zhang, "This... This ......"

Because of this, there are no other servants in the fourth master's villa garden except for her, and when the yard needs to be taken care of, it is also the strict housekeeper over there who brings people over, and leaves after taking care of it.

Although one person does a lot of things and works hard, the little young master and the fourth master are usually very good to her, and they are kind to her, and their salaries are also very generous.

So, she didn't feel hard at all.

Song Yiyi looked at Aunt Zhang, "Is that true?" ”

Aunt Zhang tried her best to pretend to be very sincere, and laughed, "How is this possible?" Miss Song, you have such a high degree of education and read a lot of books, you must not believe such nonsense, right? ”