Aunt Zhao sat on the edge of Yihua's bed, the person on the bed was groggily asleep, her face was pale and unpresentable, Aunt Zhao was holding a medicine bowl in her hand and wanted to feed the medicine, but she still put down the bowl and sighed.

Her daughter suddenly fell ill for no apparent reason, but she didn't know what she was thinking now, she was naturally worried, but she was even a little glad that her daughter's sudden illness saved her life.

Before the old lady could say her last sentence just now, Mei Xiang from Yihua stumbled in, saying that Yihua had suddenly fallen ill.

At that time, the old lady glanced at her and seemed to smile: "Sick so urgently? At this time? ”

The old lady's words were heartbreaking, but Aunt Zhao didn't dare to reply, she knew what the old lady was suspicious of, but Yihua heard that the old lady was embarrassed by her and pretended to be sick to ask the old lady for sympathy.

Although she didn't have the old lady's thoughts, she also had such a meaning in her heart, and she couldn't say a word.

Waiting for the old lady and the party to arrive at Yihua's house, seeing her daughter lying on the bed with her eyes closed, Aunt Zhao's face turned white, she couldn't care about others for a while, and hurriedly went up to check, she felt that Yihua's hands and feet were cold, and when she touched her back, she was completely soaked in sweat.

A trace of surprise flashed on Mrs. Jiang's face, she didn't think it was like this, she frowned, and instructed the grandmother beside her: "Why don't you go and invite a doctor soon." After the order, he also stepped forward and touched Yihua's cheek, only to feel that it was very hot, and he only felt bad in his heart. But it was more certain that she felt that Yi Hua was thin and fateful.

"What did you say?" Aunt Zhao saw Yihua's lips move, but she couldn't hear clearly, so she quickly brought her ears closer: "Knock...... Knock what? "I was very panicked in my heart: Isn't it a sudden illness caused by stumbling somewhere? But the doctor said there were no external injuries.

The old lady naturally didn't notice this little thing, the doctor just saw it, and only said that it would be a palpitation for a while before it passed, and the old lady asked someone to send the doctor out, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Aunt Zhao lying on the side of Yihua's bed, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes, which made people feel a little sad.

"That's it, you just take good care of the second girl, and don't worry about other things." The old lady hurriedly went after a few more instructions, and now there is really no one in charge of the family, so she has to go out of the mountain.

Aunt Zhao's hand tightly picked her palm, looked carefully, her fingers were still trembling, the housekeeper's affairs could not be thought about anymore, she understood, but she didn't dare to think about it, if Yihua hadn't suddenly fallen ill, how would the old lady have arranged her future.

The old lady's meaning just now is already very clear, if she wants to push someone out to explain to the Qiao family, it won't be the wife and sister above, and it can only be her aunt who is the housekeeper, but how to explain? Sent to the temple outside? Or just make her disappear?

The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became, so I simply stopped thinking about it, Aunt Zhao wiped Yihua's face little by little with a wet handkerchief, looked at her pale complexion, and thought of Brother Jie who was accompanying Qiao Sanye outside, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, there was no news from the people in the front yard, Qiao Sanye went to the study in front of him, and only then did he understand what Mrs. Jiang wanted to do, he was not held accountable, but the subordinates he brought over were all politely invited by the Jiang family to be locked up in the firewood room, and the place where he was active was also a study, and no matter where he went, Jiang Lingjie, this kid, always stared at him with a good eye, just like a prisoner.

Ling Jie didn't bother to talk to him, not to mention, what did he want him to say? Ask him how his sister is, dead or not? Or ask him if he is thirsty? Hungry or not? Or to discuss the art of article making? Phew, you might as well shut up.

Qiao's family is very special, Qiao's family has three rooms, the eldest man of the long room is gone more than ten years ago, the family of the second room has been a family for several years, and there was an accident when he ran out of the goods last year, and he never came back, that is, the young master Qiao at that time, that is, the current uncle of the Qiao family took over the burden, as for the third master Qiao at that time, he has long since changed his mouth to call the third old lady, although the current third master Qiao is called the third master, in fact, he is a half-old child, and he is about the same age as Ling Jie.

Qiao Sanye couldn't stop talking, Ling Jie sat with him, but after a while, the tea here was drunk dry.

"How many sisters do you have?" Qiao Sanye's brainless words made Ling Jie easily suppressed by the tea, and the anger came up again: "Do you know the rules?" "A man, when he opened his mouth, he asked the sisters of other people's families, what was his Jiang family?

"Don't be rude," Ling Jie was interrupted and stunned for a moment, the closed study suddenly opened, and a figure wearing a lake-green shirt walked in slowly, but it was Ling Feng who came, and he arched his hand towards the third master of the Qiao family with a smile on his face: "Presumably this is the third master of the Qiao family, right?" ”

In front, the old lady was already sitting in the flower hall, smiling, and greeting the visitors sitting on the chairs below: "Uncle Qiao's visit asked you to wait for a long time, but the old man has lost his manners." ”