Li's mother's body temperature was hot overnight, and it had returned to normal at this time. Xiao Shu looked at Mama Li's face, and the scenes of last night came to his mind.

"Zhao Yuting!" Xiao Shu squeezed out the name from between his teeth, which made him hate it to the bone.

"Ahh

"Madame, what's wrong with you?" Cuicui asked with concern.

"I don't know! Inexplicable! Zhao Yuting rubbed her nose.

"I'll make you a cup of purple bamboo shoot tea!"

"Hmm~Let's go~" Zhao Yuting sat lazily on the chair.

"Madame, are you up?" As soon as Cuicui retreated, a voice sounded outside the courtyard. Zhao Yuting stretched her waist and stood up, walked to the door, and looked at it, it turned out to be Steward Li.

When the housekeeper saw Zhao Yuting standing at the door, he stepped forward: "It's just time!" Madame got up, what a morning! How did Madame sleep last night? ”

"That's it! Maybe I was too tired yesterday! Zhao Yuting didn't hear the sarcasm in the housekeeper's words. In fact, according to Zhao Yuting's sleeping method, she usually doesn't get up until noon.

But because Zhao Yuting had a nightmare last night, she woke up just after dawn, and then she couldn't continue to sleep anyway, so she had to get up.

After Zhao Yuting woke up, she couldn't remember the content of the dream, only the fearful palpitations made Zhao Yuting really unable to forget.

"Madame was really tired last night!" The housekeeper agreed with Zhao Yuting's idea without expression.

"Say~ Why did you run away from my Furong Courtyard so early?" Zhao Yuting slowly sat back in the chair again.

"Mrs. Qiyu, Mama Li, she~" The housekeeper was difficult to speak.

"Hmm~ What's wrong with Mama Li?" At this time, Cuicui passed by the housekeeper with the brewed hot tea. Cuicui felt that the housekeeper was a little unusual since last night, and when punishing Li's mother, the housekeeper actually gave Li's mother a kneeling pad, because Li's mother was seriously injured and came to Zhao Yuting to ask for medicine and a doctor.

This housekeeper is an arrogant and indifferent person on weekdays, but last night's housekeeper was a little soft-hearted, and even when he came to beg Zhao Yuting later, he was still a little kind.

Cuicui felt that the housekeeper's kindness might be pretended, and the housekeeper first cooperated with Zhao Yuting to clean up Mama Li, and then pretended to be a good person to help Mama Li.

In this way, the housekeeper can tell Li Ma and them that he has no choice but to arrest them, and it is not his will to embarrass them.

Cuicui pondered it like this, thinking that the housekeeper was not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Madame, please have tea!" Cuicui brought the tea to Zhao Yuting.

"Hmm~" Zhao Yuting took the tea and waited for the housekeeper's words. The housekeeper watched Zhao Yuting drink tea leisurely with cold eyes, he hated why he wanted to be in the company of such a person.

"Mama Li is gone~"

"Poof~coughcough~cough~oops~ Oops~ scalded me! You damn girl! What kind of tea is brewed? It's so hot! You want to burn me, don't you? ”

"Madame, I'm sorry! Cuicui didn't mean to! I'll go get you another drink! Cuicui hurriedly took the tea in Zhao Yuting's hand.

"No need! I don't want to drink anymore! Zhao Yuting glared at Cuicui.

"Housekeeper~ What did you just say happened to Mama Li?" Zhao Yuting wanted to confirm what she had just heard.

"Madam, Mama Li is gone!"

"Gone? Where did it go? Didn't you say her injuries were serious? Zhao Yuting was a little inexplicable.

Obviously, Li's mother cried and begged to stay, but she was hit by sixty boards. It's good now, the board is finished, and the people are gone again!

What a brain problem!

"Madam, what the old slave means is that Mama Li is dead!" The butler still said those two words.

"How is that possible! It's only 60 boards! Just dead? Why are you so unbeaten? Zhao Yuting's eyes were full of panic.

When Cuicui heard the news, her heart blossomed, and she got rid of the guardians of the two little sluts with Zhao Yuting's hand, and from then on, the two little sluts were going to be tortured by themselves.

Hum! Yang Ruotong, it's all your own fault. If you hadn't pestered your master all day long, you wouldn't have been stabbed by Zhao Yuting, and you wouldn't have died in childbirth.

If you hadn't died, your maid and children wouldn't have ended up like this! Cuicui was immersed in her own thoughts.

"Madam, Mama Li did die because of the punishment of the sixty boards, and it is useless to say anything now. I just came to report to Madame, and I also wanted to hear how Madame arranged Mama's funeral. ”

"Buried? Do I have to arrange this kind of thing? Have you told your master what happened? "Zhao Yuting didn't know anything about the etiquette of the burial.

"The old slave went to the Peach Blossom Courtyard to find the master as soon as it was dawn, but the servants in the courtyard said that the master did not return overnight!"

"What do the house rules say about burial? Is there a rule that a person who has been punished dies because of the punishment and cannot be buried after death? Zhao Yuting didn't have any idea.

"There is no description of the burial of slaves in the family rules, and there is no provision that those who have been punished should not be buried. If the servants of our Sun family have no relatives, the Sun family will arrange their white affairs. They will be buried in Ann Paradise, which is the burial place for the slaves of the Sun family. The butler replied.

"Well~ Since you are a housekeeper, then you should know the etiquette of white things very well, and Mama Li's affairs will be handled by you throughout the process!"

"Yes! Madam! Nothing else, I stepped down. As the housekeeper expected, Zhao Yuting would not interfere in Li's mother's white affairs, she would rather sleep a little longer.