As summer approaches, the weather is getting hotter.

In the past, for Zhou Jingrong, summer was the most beautiful season, because she could wear beautiful little dresses and eat ice cream of various flavors.

But now for Zhou Jingrong, summer is simply purgatory on earth, too difficult.

She lay on the table, eager to take the basin of ice that had almost completely melted into warm water into her arms to relieve the heat.

Xian Ge and Yayi sat on either side of her, gently shaking the fan, bringing her a touch of refreshment with the cool air of the ice cubes.

Zhou Jingrong thanked weakly: "String song, Yayi, thank you for your hard work." ”

Zhou Jingrong has always done it herself, although it has reduced the workload of Xian Ge and Yayi, but it also makes them feel a sense of loss that they will not be reused. Now that they finally have the opportunity to serve their masters, they naturally don't feel hard.

Xian Ge took a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on Zhou Jingrong's forehead, and complained dissatisfiedly: "I don't know who set the rules for this Fu family, a yard only needs a basin of ice every day, and the summer heat is so heavy, where can I use it." ”

Yayi rarely reminded Xian Ge to pay attention to her words and deeds, because she also felt the same way.

In the past, in the Zhou Mansion, Zhou Jingrong's house had to put at least four ice basins in the summer, and they had to be changed frequently to ensure the temperature.

Like nowadays, according to the routine, you can only take one basin of ice a day, and it will be gone in less than two hours.

Zhou Jing was uncomfortable, and lifted her skirt, revealing her slender white calves.

Frightened, Xian Ge hurriedly squatted down, pulled the corner of her skirt back for her, and said helplessly: "Second grandmother/milk, this light veil is already very thin, if you are still too hot, the slave doesn't know what to wear for you." ”

No matter how thin the light veil is, it is not wrapped around the body. Besides, in order not to go away, he is still wearing a white muslin shirt with long sleeves and trousers, how can it be a hot word.

Zhou Jingrong had the heart to complain, but she was too lazy to speak because of the stuffy air, leaning on the couch and falling asleep.

However, the weather is hot and humid, so naturally it is not good to sleep.

Zhou Jingrong soon woke up uncomfortably because of the sticky sweat that flowed all over her body, and shouted unbearably: "String Song Yayi, prepare water, I want to bathe!" ”

After bathing and changing clothes, Zhou Jingrong, who was full of refreshment, found a new way to relieve the heat and take a bath.

So in one day, she took a full six baths. Such a big move naturally attracted the attention of some people.

Fu Jiao complained in front of Mrs. Fu, saying that Zhou Jingrong was pampered, extravagant and wasteful, bathed six times a day, and half of the firewood in the firewood room was used up by her.

Mrs. Fu also felt that Zhou Jingrong was a little exaggerated, that is, no matter how hot she was, it was enough to bathe two or three times a day, and six times was a bit more, so she reminded her a few words euphemistically.

Xian Ge pursed his mouth and muttered in a aggrieved whisper: "Ice is not used, and firewood is not used, this Fu family is too stingy." ”

Zhou Jingrong didn't feel wronged, the Fu family was not rich, and they had to support a large family, so they should plan their expenses reasonably.

Moreover, diligence and thrift have been virtues since ancient times, and not wasting resources is also the educational philosophy she received since childhood, so it is easy to accept the persuasion of others.

She stuffed a few cherries into her mouth, and suddenly saw the sun pouring out of the courtyard, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise slightly.

If you don't burn wood, this natural solar energy doesn't need to be used in vain.

So she said to Xian Ge: "The sun is so poisonous, are you afraid that there will be no hot water to bathe?" ”

Xian Ge suddenly realized and jumped up happily: "The slave is going to dry in the water!" ”

Zhou Jingrong didn't need firewood to bask in the water, no matter how many times she bathed a day, Fu Jiao had nothing to say.

However, taking a bath is refreshing for a while, but the menstrual cramps regret breaking the bowels.

Because Zhou Jingrong is greedy for cold, he often takes a bath until the water temperature cools, resulting in evil cold entering the body, early letter period, and cramping in the lower abdomen.

In the middle of the night, Fu Yunshen was suddenly awakened by Zhou Jingrong's painful moans, and hurriedly walked over and asked, "What's wrong, what's uncomfortable?" ”

Zhou Jingrong's stomach hurt and she couldn't speak, her face was pale, and she was in a cold sweat, wetting her light bedclothes and long satin black hair. The whole portrait was fished out of the water and looked quite embarrassed.

Fu Yun didn't know what was going on, and was frightened by her appearance for a moment, and his hands and feet were cold for a moment, and he called Yanfeng to ask for a doctor in a panic.

Xian Ge and Yayi hurriedly came, and served Zhou Jingrong to change his clothes and tidy up his appearance.

Then the doctor came to the clinic, first prescribed medicine, and saw that she was really in unbearable pain, so he gave her acupuncture to relieve her pain.

After taking the medicine and relieving the pain, Zhou Jingrong finally fell asleep, and half the night time had passed.

Fu Yunshen looked at Zhou Jingrong's face as pale as paper, and he was still frowning in his sleep, and couldn't help but feel distressed.

He sat on the edge of the bed, fanning her and wiping the sweat from her forehead from time to time. It was not until dawn that he fell asleep in a daze.

As soon as Zhou Jingrong opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yunshen lying on the side of the bed in a kimono, the pu fan in his hand was still shaking slightly unconsciously, and a warm current surged in his heart.

She raised her hand and patted his head gently, and said silently in her heart, "Thank you, Fu Yunshen." ”