Song Zhe was thinking about it there alone.

"Steward Song, Steward Song, the porridge that the young master asked for is ready, should I bring it over, or ......" Aunt Zhang came from the kitchen with the porridge, and before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Song Zhe.

"Oh, my mother, Aunt Zhang, can you walk with a little noise, people are scary and scared to death, I was so scared by you just now, and the three souls were scared away. Song Zhe was startled, he was timid, but he put the blame on Aunt Zhang walking without sound.

Aunt Zhang was also very wronged, she called him so loudly, and he also said that he was scared by her, obviously he did something wrong. said that she walked without a sound, did she want her to walk step by step, how could she be dozens of years old and could withstand such a toss, she was shocked, and she didn't even learn one percent of their young master's calmness.

"Look at what, I know I'm handsome, even if you want to praise me for being handsome, I still have to say you, remember to walk louder next time, if you scare the young master, he doesn't look so easy to talk. Give me the porridge, and I'll send it to the young master. By the way, remember to cook my rice, and I'll accompany the young master to eat at noon. Song Zhe was self-intoxicated, took the tray in Aunt Zhang's hand and walked to Zhou Qi'an's room.

Aunt Zhang looked at Song Zhe's back, shook her head, didn't want to say anything, and went to the kitchen to cook. I really don't understand how the young master invited such a second housekeeper, and he is sure that it will not lower his reputation.

Actually, Song Zhe is not as bad as Aunt Zhang thinks, he just loves to think crankily and play treasure, but he doesn't treat things like this, he also has a rigorous and serious side, otherwise how could Zhou Qi'an put him by his side.

When Zhou Qi'an returned to the room, he heard Yuli moaning in pain on the bed, Zhou Qi'an walked to the side of the bed with long legs and a few steps, and saw Yuli holding the sheets tightly with both hands, shaking his head from side to side with his eyes closed, and sweat beads on his forehead.

Zhou Qi'an sat on the edge of the bed, holding Yuli's hand with one hand, and wiping the sweat on Yuli's forehead with a tissue with the other, and then touching Yuli's face with his palm, rubbing his thumb back and forth, so that Yuli, who was asleep, could sense his presence and reduce her fear. As he wished, Yuri had indeed calmed down a lot, and no longer moaned in pain, but his body was still trembling.

Zhou Qi'an didn't immediately stop reassuring Yuli, and he didn't take the hand that caressed her cheek until Yuli's breathing became more stable. When he was about to put her hand back on the quilt and leave, he found that his hand was held tightly by her, he didn't know whether she was asleep or awake at this time, in short, the strength of his hand was very strong, not at all like the strength of her thin arms and legs. However, looking at the hand she was holding, there was a feeling of being needed, and this feeling of being needed by her was very comfortable, and it went straight to his heart.

Song Zhe was distracted in front of the door with porridge for a while.

I don't know if this woman is awake, if not, should he wake her up, and after waking her up, take the opportunity to drive her away. It's daytime, ghosts are afraid of light, take advantage of her current weakness, drive her away, drive her as far away as possible, and then he will trick his young master back to China, and if he doesn't come to Huaguo in the future, even if this female ghost comes back here, he won't find his young master.

No, in order to prevent future troubles, he should take advantage of his young master's absence, find a ghost exorcist Taoist to do a method, and take the female ghost directly, so that she can't jump if she wants to. That's right, that's it, I heard that the Maoshan Taoist priest of Huaguo is famous, and he will go out to find it after a while.

"Steward Song......" Aunt Zhang whispered behind Song Zhe.

"Ah......", "Ping Pong ......", "Ahh......hh

Song Zhe's ghostly screams, the shattering sound of dishes falling to the ground, and Song Zhe's screams.

"Oops...... My heart, ah......" Fortunately, Aunt Zhang has been frightened by Song Zhe's surprise once, and she is immune, otherwise how can she stand such a fright with her old man's body.

Aunt Zhang patted her chest, sighed, and said, "This is in front of the young master's door." "These young people now are really ...... Cough...... , I don't know how to say it.

After Aunt Zhang finished speaking, she cleaned up the mess on the ground by herself. She boiled porridge for an hour, just fell to the ground, the waste is small, the waste of food is also small, the key is to wait for the girl to wake up, what to do when she is hungry, people are sick and uncomfortable, appetite is not good, if you can eat a bowl of this little white porridge is the most comfortable, it can not only clear the stomach, but also quench hunger and thirst, this time it is good, there is nothing, all scattered on the ground, what a pity, I hope this girl sleeps a little longer, so that she can have time to boil another pot.

As soon as Song Zhe heard Aunt Zhang's words, he immediately covered his mouth and whispered: "You still know that it is in front of the young master's door, you know that it will make a noise to the young master, and you still scare me, didn't I say it? ”

"I didn't scare you, you just said that I walked without a sound, I deliberately stepped on the ground vigorously so that you could hear it, but you didn't hear it. "Blame me, Aunt Zhang didn't say it, my old woman stomped on her feet in order to step on the ground, I don't blame you, you are embarrassed to blame me."

"That'...... Even if I didn't hear it, why are you like a ghost, suddenly behind me, and your voice is still so small. Song Zhe twisted his neck to shout with Aunt Zhang, commenting on your fault, it is your fault.

"The young master and the sick young lady are in the room, how dare I speak loudly, what should I do if I make a noise until they rest, the young master blames you, or blame me. Aunt Zhang was also aggrieved.

"You...... What do you mean they are resting? You are embarrassed to mention that woman, you don't know that woman, so you let her into the young master's room and slept in the young master's bed, in case the young master has three long and two short, can you afford it?" It's just childish, ridiculous.

"The person was brought into his room by the young master, and it was also put on his bed by the young master, I can't care about an old woman, I just buy vegetables and cook, clean up, and take care of the rest, and you Song Steward is in charge of the rest, and it is not my old woman's turn to intervene." If Steward Song didn't have any other arrangements, the old woman would go down. "Aunt Zhang is also a rare good temper, but no matter how good her temper is, when she encounters Song Zhe's childish anger, she doesn't want to endure it, she doesn't want to bear it.

Song Zhe heard Aunt Zhang's old woman on the left, and another old woman calling herself, and suddenly said with some conscience: "Wait, Aunt Zhang, don't be angry, I was playing with you just now, didn't I adjust the atmosphere, you see, the two of us have been here for so long, and the young master has not come out, which means that the young master didn't hear it, it's okay." By the way, Aunt Zhang, what did you do with me just now?"