Chapter I
Chunsheng leaned back on the bed and looked out the window.
After that fall into the lake, although she woke up, she still seemed to be in a dream.
Maybe it's not a dream.
She didn't expect to be able to sleep on this small body.
She also knew that there was no going back.
There is only one Yuan Niang who accidentally fell into the lake, and there is no pure life.
After falling into the lake, this already thin little body, a sickness for half a year, when she woke up, she either took medicine or lay in bed in a daze, she thought, maybe this is better.
What's more, this body looks like four or five years old, with a yellow face and thin muscles, but it is already seven years old.
After all, she hadn't come to terms with the facts in front of her.
The door was pushed open from the outside, and the smell of hot medicine instantly filled the room.
Don't look up, Yuan Niang also knows that it is Lan Mei who is here.
"Miss, it's time to take medicine" The immature little face, looking like the size of five or six years old, thin and similar to Yuan Niang on the bed, but she is nine years old.
Yuan Niang took the medicine, blew and poured it down, the bitterness rushed to her nose, and she swallowed a few breaths before suppressing the strong feeling of vomiting.
Lan Mei took the bowl, "Miss, take a rest." ”
Don't look at her only nine years old, she looks very good at a glance, because when she woke up, what she saw was Lan Mei who was taking care of herself by her side, although she didn't talk on weekdays, she was also a little closer to Lan Mei.
What's more, selling herself as a girl at the age of nine is distressing enough.
After closing her eyes for a while, she heard Lan Mei retreat lightly, and Yuan Niang opened her eyes, although she has been lying on the bed for half a year, she has also touched what this home looks like.
His biological mother, who is now the head of the house in Zhuofu.
It sounds good, but it was carried up from my aunt.
The news came from the girl who bumped her into the lake on the first day.
After getting sick, her biological mother came, and although she was very concerned about her, she was a little conflicted, if she really cared about it, she would come once, and rushed away, only telling Lan Mei, who was only nine years old, to take care of her and leave.
Yuan Niang is a careful person, judging from the clothes on her mother's body, she guessed that this family is not rich, and after asking Lan Mei, she learned that the lord and wife of Zhuo Mansion have gone one after another, so she raised her aunt as the housewife.
A concubine can't be raised to a wife, but it's good in this family, and a concubine can be raised as a housewife.
Although she is her biological mother with her body, it can be seen that she is so indifferent to her sick daughter, and Yuan Niang is also a little estranged from this mother.
Yuan Niang was interrupted by the sound of pushing the door when she was distracted, and Lan Mei's anxious voice came in at the same time, "Eldest Miss, Second Miss has fallen asleep." ”
"What are you nagging about? I'm my sister, come and see if my sister still lets you stop me. ”
This voice sounds familiar.
The moment the red figure entered the house, Yuan Niang was shocked and thought, "Isn't this the little girl who pushed herself into the lake?" ”
Zhuo Xiyu had already arrived at the bedside, "I heard that my sister is better, but I don't remember the past, but really?" ”
Yuan Niang blinked, with a little girl who cared about herself in front of her, a sweet smile, long eyelashes, and red lips that were not spotted, such a little beauty, was it really the girl who pushed herself into the water that day?
"Ah, nurse, you see that my sister really doesn't remember me" Yuan Niang's daze made Zhuo Xiyu obviously think crookedly.
The crooked fight is right, and it can be regarded as letting Yuan Niang pass that level.
After the woman walked in, Yuan Niang also knew that she had not admitted her mistake, and after weighing left and right, she decided to pretend to be stupid.
"Sister? Are you really my sister? ”
"Nurse, my sister is so pitiful" said this, but there was a hint of secret joy on her face.
The person didn't even look at Yuan Niang, jumped out of bed and walked out, "This room smells, and I feel so uncomfortable smelling it." ”
Mother Feng glanced at Yuan Niang meaningfully, Yuan Niang looked back at her innocently and innocently, and then she turned around and followed, "Miss, slow down, be careful of falling." ”
When the master and servant went out, Lan Mei came cautiously from the side, and when she saw Yuan Niang, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, the eldest lady is gone, it's really scared to death the slave." ”
"My sister is very powerful, so Lan Mei is afraid of my sister?"
Lan Mei hurriedly shook her head, "No, it's not that the eldest lady is powerful, it's just, it's just that the slave is timid." ”
Yuan Niang didn't ask any more questions, it seems that this eldest lady is a tyrant in the house, and no one is there, and she can scare Lan Mei like this when she mentions it.
I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, "Lan Mei, did my sister and I be born to my mother?" ”
"The eldest lady was born to the former lady, and the second lady was born to the lady" This Lan Mei didn't think much about it.
No one remembered it after the young lady woke up, she heard about it the day she was bought into the house by her wife, so she didn't think much about it when she heard the young lady ask about it.
That's right, otherwise if you are sick like this, how can there be only a nine-year-old girl in front of you, and look at the so-called sister, who is dressed in a satin robe, and even the nurse next to her is better than herself.
The sparrow flew up the branch and became a phoenix, so it can't change the fact that it's a sparrow.
From an aunt to a wife, her reputation is out, and she is afraid that she will not be happy.
Seeing that the young lady was in a daze, Lan Mei took out a sewing box from under the front cabinet and sat on the bed and embroidered.
"Lan Mei, who did you learn needlework from?"
Lan Mei didn't raise her head, "I learned it from the slave's mother, and before entering the house, the slave's mother told the slave and maid to wait by the side of the young lady, and don't leave the female red behind." ”
The young lady is only seven years old, Lan Mei is also a child, neither of them is big, and there is no older mother-in-law in front of her, Lan Mei does not have so many rules, most of the time she is embroidering.
Don't look at her small hands, but her movements are skillful, and it doesn't take long for a corner of green leaves to be embroidered on the white cotton cloth.
Yuan Niang gritted her teeth, "Lan Mei, can you teach me?" ”
Lan Mei's hand stopped, raised her head, and looked confused, "In the future, the young ladies will invite the master to come." ”
It's not that she doesn't want to teach, embroidery is a thing, it all depends on everyone's understanding.
"I've been sick for half a year, I'm afraid that the house won't invite a master to come for a while, I want to make a purse for myself, you can teach me."
Lan Mei still didn't understand it, but nodded.
Yuan Niang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and lay back on the bed, it seems that her identity is not favored in the house, it is better to start first, learn more skills by herself, and wait for the master to come to teach in the house, sneering in her heart, Lan Mei still looks up to her as a 'second miss'.