Compared with the bustle of the front yard, the backyard is much more deserted.

Tonight's big wedding banquet, these women in the backyard will naturally not participate. Of course, the kitchen will add a few dishes to the dinner today, which can be regarded as a happy joy.

Wang Shi looked at the extra dishes on the table, but he was not interested in holding two chopsticks and asked the maids to take them down.

Although she waited to see how Fu Jin would find trouble with Mao Tongtong after entering the mansion. But for the matter of Fujin entering the mansion, she herself was also uncomfortable.

You know, whether there is a hostess in this backyard or not, the difference is still very big.

When there is no hostess, although the Mao family is favored, in terms of position, she is the same as the Mao family, she is qualified, and she is the highest position in the backyard. Once Fu Jin entered the mansion, they pressed a big Buddha on them.

Not only that, but all kinds of rules are expected to be erected as well. First of all, it is indispensable to ask for peace to Fujin. If you meet a kind person, it will probably only make you say hello on a day like the fifteenth day of the new year. If you meet someone who is not kind, I am afraid that you will have to go to say hello every morning.

There are also all kinds of food and clothing in the house, and it is no longer Mama Guo to manage, but to be handed over to Fujin to manage. Although they didn't dare to ask too much of Mama Guo, Mama Guo was just a mama after all, and she was a slave. As long as it is a requirement within the rules, Mama Guo will not embarrass them. But Fujin is different, before Fujin can't figure out Fujin's temperament, who dares to make random demands? Even if it is within the rules, it has to be weighed.

"It's a bad day!" Wang sighed.

"As long as Gege abides by the rules, Fujin won't be able to grasp the handle." Qiaoyun Road.

"That's right." Wang Shi smiled. For an unfavored person like her, as long as the rules are in place, she will not attract the eyes of Fujin.

Zhang and Liu also had additional dishes tonight.

Their courtyard is biased, and it looks more and more cold. The two had always eaten together. Today is no exception.

"You say, early tomorrow morning, shouldn't we go to Fujin to say goodbye?" Zhang asked first.

As the concubine of the eighth master, the two of them really haven't asked anyone to say goodbye to properly. Although Mao Tongtong and Wang are higher than them, they are only half-masters and half-slaves, and they dare not say that they ask the two concubines to ask for peace every day.

"That's nature! That's the rule! Fujin has just entered the mansion, we can't make a mistake. Liu said.

"Then tomorrow we'll be together." Zhang hurriedly said.

"Definitely!" Liu nodded, "We have to catch up early tomorrow." It's better to stand outside than to be late. ”

"Uh-huh, I see." Zhang also nodded hurriedly. They have the lowest status, so they naturally have to go first.

"Hey, do you think that one will go?" Zhang suddenly lowered his throat and pointed to the east.

"She?" Liu raised his eyebrows, showed a smile of unknown meaning, and said, "Who knows!" People are now golden! Even if you don't go, Fujin probably won't dare to do anything. ”

"It's only interesting if she really confronts Fu Jin!" Zhang laughed and gloated.

"Won't you know tomorrow morning? What are you in a hurry! Liu said with a smile: "Come, let's have another meal today, let's have a good meal." ”

Zhang smiled and nodded, and his mood improved for no reason.

And Mao Tongtong, who was being remembered by several women, was a little listless at this time.

Although Mama Luo's home remedies alleviated her symptoms, they did not make her completely better. After the diarrhea, her stomach and intestines became particularly fragile, and she ate liquid food such as porridge or noodles all day today.

She was already three months pregnant, and it was time for her appetite to slowly open. Suddenly, I could only eat this, and I felt a little bland.

Although Gonggong Shen had already thought about changing her tricks, and the three meals from morning to night were different porridge and noodles, Mao Tongtong still frowned.

As a southerner, she really can't love pasta!

"Gege, let's let the doctor take a look." Qingzhu said uneasily.

"I don't have diarrhea anymore, and it's useless to call the doctor." Mao Tongtong said: "I experienced this when I was a child. You have to eat light food for two days, and slowly adjust it to make your stomach better. You don't have to worry. I just didn't eat well, so I didn't have much energy. ”

"Really?" Qingzhu is still not at ease. After all, Mao Tongtong is special now! If there is a good one, she can't afford the anger of the eighth master.

"Rest assured, Qingzhu." Mao Tongtong patted her hand comfortingly and said, "I promise it's okay!" In two days, you'll see me alive! ”

She laughed so hard that Qingzhu laughed too, and said, "It's okay if Gege is fine, the slave doesn't dare to let Gege jump around!" ”

"Haha! Qingzhu, you should learn from Mama Luo, you see how calm she is! Mao Tongtong pointed to Mama Luo, who was still indifferent to her.

After this period of contact, Mao Tongtong has discovered that Mama Luo is a cold-faced and hot-hearted person. So she would tease her from time to time, thinking that she could also be lively.

It's a pity that Mama Luo has profound skills, and she has not been able to make Mama Luo break her skills so far.

Qingzhu glanced at Mama Luo, made a sad gesture, and said, "Gege dislikes slaves now?" ”

"Hmmm! It's a little! You have to serve snacks, be careful that I don't want you if I dislike it one day! Mao Tongtong hooked Qingzhu's chin, looking like a gentleman.

Qingzhu's face was slightly red, and he shouted shyly, "Gege! ”

"Hahaha!" Mao Tongtong laughed happily and said, "Qingzhu, how many times have you said that I have teased you, why do you still blush!" ”

Qingmiao also laughed on the side, "Sister Qingzhu is shy!" ”

This joyful atmosphere overshadowed the lively voices faintly coming from outside the hospital. Mao Tongtong seems to have forgotten that today is a good day for the eighth master.

After arguing with the two maids for a while, she became sleepy and rested early.

Qingzhu was about to remind him of a greeting tomorrow, but when the words came to his lips, he couldn't help but say it in the end.

After waiting for Mao Tongtong to fall asleep, Qingzhu withdrew from the room and saw Mama Luo standing outside.

"Mama, what's wrong?"

"Can you remind Gege that he has to wake up early tomorrow?" Mama Luo said: "I just watched you playing, and I forgot about it for a while." ”

"I, I didn't say it." Qingzhu's heart is weak.

"You!" Mama Luo frowned and said, "It's better to say it earlier so that Gege can be mentally prepared." Otherwise, early tomorrow morning, Gege is afraid that his heart will be even more uncomfortable. ”

"I also want Gege to get a good night's sleep." Qingzhu was a little aggrieved. She hesitated for a while, but finally decided to let Gege have a good time tonight.

"Gege isn't as fragile as you think." Mama Luo shook her head and said, "Forget it, now Gege is asleep, and it's too late to say anything." ”