Chapter 133 Framed

Fuduoduo said with a happy smile, "Your attention is good, but it is a little lacking, but it is easy to be caught by Xie's mother, which is not good for me."

Chunfu looked up at Fuduoduo and asked puzzledly, "Why? Isn't this a matter of course?"

Fu Duoduo explained: "It seems to be a matter of course, but you should know that Chunying is also a big maid around me now. How does such an obvious favoritism make others think of it? Not to mention that Xie's mother may have been waiting for me to jump into the hole she dug.

Ah? So... what should I do? Is it possible to let Hongmei in the raccoon room? Chunfu asked at a loss.

Fu Duoduo squeezed his lips and meditated for a moment, and then said, "Maybe it can only be like this, which will make Hongmei wronged for a few days."

Hearing the words, Chunfu bit his lip and said to Fu Duoduo, "In this case, it's better to let the slave..." Before he finished speaking, Fu Duoduo waved her words and said, "I know what you think, but I won't agree."

Chunfu persuaded, "Auntie, let me go!" There is Hongmei beside you, and there is also help.

Fuduoduo shook his head. Just as he was about to say something, Chunying came in with a large red gold begonia flower with a small bowl of fine white porcelain on it.

Seeing that Fuduo and Chunfu both looked at themselves together, Chunying explained with a smile, "When I heard the sound of talking in the room, I expected that my aunt woke up, so I thought that my aunt must be hungry now, so I asked the small kitchen to stew a bowl of millet porridge." With that, he came to the square table, put down the tray, bent his knees and saluted Fuduo and asked, "Auntie, do you want to eat it now?"

Fu Duoduo smiled and said, "You have a heart. I happen to be hungry, so just bring it over!" With that, with the help of Chunfu, he slowly sat up and leaned against the silver-red embroidered begonia bullet ink pillow.

Chunying hurriedly brought millet porridge and had to feed Fuduoduo in person.

Chunfu stopped her and said to her, "Let me do it!" As soon as the words fell, he had to take the small white porcelain bowl from Chun Ying's hand.

Chunying's body was slightly sideways and dodged, and said, "You are irritable. This bowl of rice porridge has just been cooked. What if you burn your aunt?" After saying that, he blocked it with his elbow and directly bypassed Chunfu and walked to Fuduoduo's bedside.

Chunfu really wants to use a strong one. It's terrible that the millet porridge in Chunying's hand will spill out, causing Fuduoduo to burn, so he can only give up and follow her.

Chunying sat on the chicken wing wooden drum stool in front of the bed, and then scooped up a ladle of millet porridge, gently blew it by his mouth, and then sent it to Fuduoduo and said, "Auntie, you can taste it. The orchids in the small kitchen have made a lot of effort."

"Lan'er?" Fuduo did not open his mouth to eat, but frowned and asked.

Seeing that Fuduoduo didn't eat, Chunying withdrew his hand, put the ladle full of millet porridge back into a small bowl of fine white porcelain, squeezed his mouth and smiled and said, "Yes! That's a clever girl. She is not only quick and diligent, but also very careful and thoughtful. Knowing that you have been ill these days and haven't eaten much, she specially cooked a bowl of minced millet porridge for you. I heard that it took a lot of time for this millet porridge, which is enough to show that this girl is kind-hearted. After saying that, he pushed the small bowl to Fuduo and asked, "Do you smell it? Appetizing?"

Fuduoduo pulled the corners of his mouth, looked at Chunying's eyes, and said in a pun, "It's very fragrant, and it's really thoughtful."

Chunying didn't understand, so he scooped up a small spoonful of millet porridge and handed it to Fu Duoduo's lips.

Fu Duoduo said, "I'll do it myself." With that, he stretched out his hand and covered the back of Chunying's hand, slowly trying to replace the small bowl.

Chunying didn't seem to want to give the bowl to Fuduoduo and did not let go immediately.

Fuduoduo did not flinch and remained in such a stalemate.

At this time, Yu Shiyi entered the house under the service of Xie's mother.

Seeing that Fuduo had woken up, he said happily, "You finally woke up!" With that, he accelerated his pace and walked to the bed.

Xie's mother's eyes behind Yu Shiyi darkened and made her eyes wink at the spring by the bedside.

Chunying nodded to Xie's mother invisibly and slowly relaxed his hand until the small bowl was completely out of her hand.

Because Fu Duoduo was slightly stunned by the arrival of Yu Shiyi, she did not notice the small action of spring greeting at all. When she came to her senses, it was already late. Chunying's hand suddenly pulled away, making Fuduo's hand bear the weight of the small bowl. This is also okay at ordinary times, but the main reason is that she only held the edge of the small bowl before, so the tragedy happened. Because the small bowl was skewed, it was constantly pouring millet porridge out, and soon, the porridge in the bowl was left. Half a bowl.

In order to avoid pouring more porridge on the bedding, Chunfu hurriedly took over the small bowl and went to get a rag to clean up the rice porridge on the bed.

Seeing this, Chun Ying knelt down by the bedside without hesitation and begged for mercy, "Please forgive me. I blame the maidservant for not holding it firmly."

Fu Duoduo pulled the corners of his mouth and said, "No matter what you do, I'm careless. Get up."

Spring Ying did not get up according to his words and still knelt down.

Yu Shiyi stared fiercely at Chunying, kneeling on the blue brick, went around her body and asked Fu Duoduo, "Is there any burn?" With that, he reached out and hugged her in his arms and looked at her hands carefully.

Fuduoduo took the opportunity to rely on Yu Shiyi's arms, shook his head gently and said, "It's okay, it's just a little red."

Yu Shiyi frowned tightly and said to Chunfu, who was cleaning the bed, "Don't be busy with this first. Bring Jinchuang medicine."

Chunfu bent his knees and quickly turned around to get it.

Xie's mother took over Chunfu's job, put away the bedding full of millet porridge, and took out a brand-new bed of dark red embroidered brocade from the cabinet and replaced it.

Fuduoduo had never seen this quilt, and looked at Xie's mother's indignation with her a few days ago. Instead, she was a little attentive and quickly cleaned up her dirty bed. She couldn't help but have many doubts in her heart, so she thought about it for a moment and said with a smile, "Mother Xie, just let Chunfu do this kind of small thing. Why do you have to do it yourself? And this quilt is expensive according to my opinion. Let's cover it when I get better. Isn't it a pity not to get dirty?

Mother Xie glanced at Fuduoduo faintly and said, "Auntie, look at what you said, does our Yu family still lack this kind of quilt? This material is not expensive. It's very ordinary. It's rare for you. With that, seeing Yu Shiyi close to Fu Duoduo, she said disapprovingly, "Young master, your body has finally become healthy. You can't get sick anymore. It's better to stay away from your aunt."

Yu Shiyi said carelessly, "Thank you, mother, you worry too much. Didn't everyone say that Fushi was the reincarnation of the fox fairy and specially came to repay the kindness? He also said that she had a good fate and would block the disaster in my life, so she would not hurt me.

Xie's mother immediately retorted, "Young master, you said one less. Everyone also said that she is a fox charming son and specializes in sucking men's elites."

"Jingyuan?" Yu Shiyi sneered and said, "Do you think I'm alive now, as if I've been absorbed?"

"This..." Xie's mother was speechless.

Because Yu Shiyi at this moment is not as sick as in the past, but looks very energetic and doesn't look like he has been sick in bed for a long time.

Yu Shiyi didn't want to have a long time with Xie's mother, so she said, "You're old. It's better not to be too tired. I have my own measure." After saying that, he took the Jinchuang medicine brought by Chunfu and waved his hand to let them all retreat.

Xie's mother was unwilling and finally gritted her teeth and left.

However, at the moment she turned around, when she looked at Fuduoduo weakly leaning in Yu Shiyi's arms, the corners of her mouth smiled with a successful conspiracy.

Humph! Jiang is still old and spicy. I don't care whether Fushi is a fox spirit or a ghost, but in the end, he can't escape the subjugation of the Taoist priest!