Miaoyi, Miaoxin and others came violently, and went back with a smile, Zhang Xinya disappeared, and the courtyard was empty all of a sudden, like a stage after the end, without heavy makeup, Shengdan Jingmo was ugly, and suddenly became lonely and lonely.

Gu Qingyi stood alone in the courtyard, dressed in the clear glow of the waning moon, the tiredness of the tired day swept like a flash flood, his body was hot and cold, his head was dizzy, his hands were tingling, and the whole person was as heavy as if he had shackles.

There was a creak, I don't know who opened the door, a middle-aged woman with a long face and a calm face walked out, she fell down in the corner of the courtyard with water, and when she passed by Gu Qingyi's side again, her footsteps paused, and she suddenly spoke, "You can't have the heart of harming people, and you can't have the heart of preventing people." ”

This one is Mrs. Dingyuan Hou Zhou.

Although the two are neighbors, Mrs. Zhou goes out early and returns late, and Gu Qingyi is recuperating again, but she has only met her a few times from afar, and has never talked, but I don't know what she means by what she said at this time.

Is it to warn her not to make trouble in the heart of the courtyard again, or to remind her to be careful of villains?

Gu Qingyi looked at her uncertainly, "Mrs. Zhou? ”

However, Mrs. Zhou was gone, the creaking sound of the door closing hid the flowing candlelight, and only the cold moonlight was left in the courtyard, which was as cold as a sting. She stopped thinking nonsense, went back to the room with a bamboo stick, wiped her body hastily with yesterday's cold water, and fell asleep.

On the second day, Gu Qingyi woke up with a quick knock on the door, bang, bang, vicious as if collecting debts, she had a splitting headache, and when she opened the door, she saw Zhang Xinya's face with horizontal eyebrows.

"Miss Gu, the sun is on the third pole, why haven't you woken up yet." As soon as she saw her, Zhang Xinya instantly changed into gentleness and kindness as if her face had changed, and squeezed out a gentle and concerned smile, "You don't have a good face, but you're not feeling well?" ”

Gu Qingyi touched her forehead, and sure enough, she had a fever, "I guess I am infected with the wind and cold, Aunt Zhang, you ......"

Hearing her salutation, Zhang Xinya's face distorted, but she didn't have a seizure, and took her words very considerately, "In that case, Miss Gu, you can rest for a day first, and then go tomorrow." ”

Gu Qingyi was surprised by Zhang Xinya's kindness, but she didn't think much about it, and when she left and lay back on the bed, she didn't know how long she had been asleep, and her stomach sang an empty city plan, and she woke up slowly.

From last night to now, she hasn't eaten a grain of rice.

Although she felt that the kitchen might not leave her food, Gu Qingyi still struggled to get up, and as soon as she went out, she saw three steamed buns and a bowl of water at the door, and was stunned.

Could it be that it was sent by Mingxin?

Even though she was suspicious, hunger still forced Gu Qingyi to eat the steamed buns of unknown origin, and after waiting for a long time and not seeing any adverse reactions, she was completely relieved. Thinking of the last time typhoid fever and the remaining medicine, I boiled a bowl and drank it, covered my head and fell asleep, and woke up again It was the second day, and the fever had subsided.

On this day, Zhang Xinya didn't come to the door, she went to the vegetable garden alone, only Miaoxin was in the vegetable garden, lying on the exclusive bamboo chair, she raised her eyes when she saw her, and said sarcastically, "Miss Gu, you are finally here, you have a bag in today's vegetable garden, go to work quickly, don't say that the poor nun will not give you time." ”

"Where's Aunt Zhang?"

Miaoxin sneered, "She was kind to you yesterday, of course she has to rest today, what's the matter, you're not convinced?" ”

Hearing her say this, Gu Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief, there is a substitute and a repayment, it is the best not to owe Zhang Xinya a favor.

Ignoring the strange heart of yin and yang, Gu Qingyi began a day of pastoral cultivation again.