Liang Xiwen raised her head stiffly and saw the maid swallowing saliva while looking at the vegetable porridge! She felt pity in her heart and sighed in her heart!

It's hard for this girl, in such a hard time, she still protects the lord so much, this girl is loyal!

It's her young lady who is useless, even the maid, it's not ......, it doesn't seem to be her, why not? Don't want to be white......

The maid Meihua realized the sound of her belly, and her cold body and face added a little ruddy, and she bowed her head shyly, not daring to look at the young lady.

"Wash your face with water."

"Ahh Small...... Miss ...... "The maid Meihua thought it was an illusion just now, the surprise came too fast, looked up at the young lady, stammered, smiled excitedly, the young lady is really sick, and she has never understood the dementia of responding."

Not only can you speak a single word, but you can also say so many words at once, and the words are clear.

"Go ahead!" Liang Xiwen felt the joyful appearance of the maid plum blossoms, and was in a bad mood just now, and her eyebrows and eyes were crooked and her mouth was smiling.

When she smiled, she felt that her facial expression was still stiff, and she felt difficult to laugh, and she was drooling again. Why does she look like she has had a stroke?

How could such a word "stroke" come to her mind?

What exactly does "stroke" mean in her head?

"Yes," the maid opened the door happily. "Ahh

The intimate behavior of the maid and plum blossom, between closing the door and opening the door, was afraid that the wind would blow into the young lady's room and freeze the young lady.

"Miss, the slave maid will help you freshen up." The maid plum blossom held an old wooden basin in both hands, holding half a basin of water, and there was a very old handkerchief in the basin, and the handkerchief was embroidered with plum blossoms.

"Hmm." Liang Xiwen's hands and feet were stiff, she only wore very thin clothes in the cold winter, and she could still feel a little warmth in the thin torn quilt she slept on the bed just now.

The maid Meihua carefully washed the young lady's face, wiped off the saliva marks at the corners of her mouth, and moved carefully and gently, without a trace of disgust.

The warm water is when the porridge was cooked just now, so I boiled some hot water for the young lady to drink.

"Miss, the slave will help you make up!"

"Well, the mirror." Liang Xiwen never knew what she looked like? It is estimated that the crooked mouth looks ugly.

"Miss, we don't have mirrors." The maid plum blossom lowered her eyes, and tears rolled in her eyes.

"Don't cry."

"Miss, the slave didn't cry, it was the sand in her eyes." The maid plum blossom secretly wiped her tears with her sleeve.

"Miss, the slave maid combs her makeup, Miss, the slave maid feeds you porridge."

"Not hungry"

"Miss, how can you not be hungry? We only cook twice a day, and you don't eat this bowl of porridge, you can't eat it until the evening. ”

"Plum Blossom Eat"

"But......," the maid plum blossom wanted to continue.

Liang Xiwen slowly stretched out her hand to stop the maid Meihua from nagging again.

"Don't be hungry, really, plum blossoms eat!"

"Oh, the slave goes to the kitchen and eats!"

"Eat here."

"Slaves don't dare." The maid plum blossom bent down and saluted, opened the door with the bowl of porridge, went out quickly, and closed the door again!

Liang Xiwen sat on the bed, meditating in a posture, using this waking moment to find the memory of gradually clearing the yin in her mind!

Her head hurt a little when she thought about it, there were some pictures in her mind, flashed, she wanted to catch it, but it made her brain hurt even more, she covered her brain with both hands, and fainted on the bed "Bang"!

The maid Meihua, who was eating vegetable porridge in the next room, heard "Dong" and couldn't care about eating porridge, so she put the porridge on the table.

"Bang Dang" maid Meihua opened the door and ran to the next lady's room, "Bang Dang" opened the door.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" The maid Meihua saw her cousin lying on the bed at the door, not like sleeping, and she didn't cover the quilt in the cold.

The young lady lying on the bed did not respond, as if she was asleep with her eyes closed, and her breathing was a little abnormal.

The maid Meihua helped the young lady cover the quilt and touched the young lady's forehead with her hand, "The young lady has no fever, what should I do?" In the deep mountains, there is no Langzhong. ”

She touched her pocket, and there were only two copper plates, which were still the money she had saved.

Over the years, Erniang's housekeeper, Miss's monthly money has not been given, and Mrs. Xie came to see Miss, and she only came once a year, and the things she brought to Miss were collected by the host of the temple after Mrs. Xie went back.

In order to keep the young lady, she didn't dare not give it, but it was like this, and the host didn't give them anything to eat.

Her monthly money, Mother Xie gave to her family, so that she could wait for Miss here with peace of mind.

Miss, is this sick again? What to do? A cold sweat broke out on the anxious face of the maid Meixiang!

……

In the south of Annai County, a wealthy businessman's mansion.

"Report to the second lady, there is a presiding officer in the temple outside."

The eldest girl Chrysanthemum entered the second lady's room and bent down slightly to the second lady who was baking the stove.

There is another big girl standing in the second lady's room, Cuizhu, and Steward Li is reconciling accounts, Steward Li is a steward of the second lady's marriage to Zhuangzi, and before the Chinese New Year, he came to the second lady's room to report the harvest of the year.

The second lady Li Jiawei stretched her waist, her image was a little rude, and she looked at the maid with fierce eyes, and her tone was blameful.

"Chrysanthemum, when did you become so ignorant? Don't you see we're busy? What hosts? Missing! ”

The eldest girl Chrysanthemum lowered her head and muttered in her heart, when is the second lady busy? Leave everything to the geese, you take care of the house, this reckoning, and leave everything to the slaves and maids.

The slaves and maids are the busiest, and if you want to train the little maids, you will let the slaves and maids do all the things you explain.

The eldest girl Chrysanthemum only dared to murmur in her heart, she didn't dare to show a trace of reluctance or complaint in front of the second lady.

Madame's methods frightened her, following the second lady all these years, their big maids' hands were stained with human life and blood.

"Second lady, the temple host said that there was something to report."

"Go, go, let her go." The second lady, Li Jiawei, waved her hand like a fly.

"Second lady, this host said that it was the eldest lady's business."

"What a nag, let her in!" The second lady, Li Jiawei, waved her hand impatiently.

The eldest girl Cuizhu understood and led Steward Li into the side room.

The second lady Li Jiawei was left in the hall, who was lazy just now, sitting upright as a dignified lady, pretending to be a noblewoman.

The big girl Chrysanthemum brought in a woman dressed in a nun's costume and the age of the flower letter.

The nun entered the hall, folded her hands in worship, and chanted the Buddha's name to the second lady!

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, donor, the poor nun is here to report the matter of the eldest lady."

"Say it! Host, don't pretend in front of me, and don't make unreasonable demands. ”

The second lady looked at the monk in front of her, and others didn't know, thinking that this was really a monk.

The nun is not really a monk, she is a widow she asked people to buy in a mountain village, and she specially wants this widow to teach the demented child!

The demented child does not need her to teach the bad, she is to prevent the dementied child from getting better, and let the nun use the means.

The nun stared at the second lady's rich makeup, dressed in beautiful silk clothes, and her eyes showed a greedy gaze.