Chapter 159 Someone came to make trouble?
Seeing that Lin Huazhi did not answer, Jinhou smiled and said, "I'm abrupt. Please forgive Miss Lin."
Lin Huazhi also laughed and said she didn't care. But how can you not care? What did Jinhou think about this old matter?
As she was talking, Lin Huazhi heard someone calling her outside, and the voice was Zhang Ziqing.
Quickly glanced at Lin Huazhi, Jinhou has stood up: "I won't disturb your rest. Miss Lin will be fine if she drinks medicine for another two days."
Lin Huazhi said, "Miss Jinhou, please." In fact, the fever had subsided on the second day of the illness. It was Jinhou who insisted on taking Lin Huazhi to recuperate, and she relied on it for a few days. Hearing Jinhou say that she could get better in two more days, Lin Huazhi was also really happy.
After Zhang Ziqing entered the room, he naturally raised his hand and touched Lin Huazhi's forehead, and then smiled, "It's not hot anymore. Jinhou is very beneficial."
Lin Huazhi hummed and then looked at Zhang Ziqing and said, "Mr. Zhang, anyway, I'm not married by Yunying. You can't enter so casually in the future." She didn't know why she said such a thing, but felt panic in her heart.
Zhang Ziqing looked at Lin Huazhi with a straight face and said dissatisfiedly, "Aren't Qingling and Lin Yuyang very casual? Why can't I do it? Huazhi, shouldn't you like me more?"
This Ziqing, whether it's good or bad, whether he is happy or not is written all on his face.
Lin Huazhi was speechless when asked by him. Naturally, a small family like her did not have the rules of a large family. Qingling was treated as a relative. When she entered and left her room, she did not feel anything wrong, but the question of Jinhou just made her a little more uncomfortable.
How could Jinhou not know the past of her and Zhang Ziqing? Not to mention Jinhou's thoughts, he was more or less reminding Lin Huazhi of some things to pay attention to.
Zhang Ziqing is the young master of the Zhang family.
However, Lin Huazhi's heart softened when she remembered that Zhang Ziqing begged her not to leave him in front of her bed that day.
Thinking of this, Lin Huazhi slowly laughed: "It's not that I won't let you into my room, but I'm afraid of infecting the disease to you and feel uncomfortable."
Zhang Ziqing nodded calmly: "Yes, it's not easy to get sick. I don't want to get sick, but don't worry, Huazhi. I'm in good health and not easy to get sick. Don't drive me away.
Yes, Zhang Ziqing is her nemesis, and Lin Huazhi can't be cruel to him.
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Two days later, Lin Huazhi was in good physical well. The first thing was to go to the shop. When she entered the house, she happened to see someone from the Mao family coming.
"Housekeeper Mao, why did you come to see the dye today? How is Master Mao doing recently? The person sent by the Mao family was Mao Lixin, the second housekeeper. Lin Huazhi asked with a smile and quickly asked the store to send tea.
Mao Lixin said politely, "If you go back to the girl, the master has been in good shape recently. Today, I happened to be doing business around here and sent the dye prepared by Mr. Qing to the dyeing workshop."
Seeing that Mao Lixin had something to do, Lin Huazhi and the second housekeeper of the Mao family talked a few words and then turned to the backyard to see Qingling.
Qingling was talking with Chunbai in the east wing. Lin Huazhi walked over and saw that Chunbai brought a bowl of black things to Qingling. Qingling frowned, but she still took a sip of it. Looking at that, Chunbai should have asked Qingling to drink medicine.
Hearing the footsteps, Chunbai looked up and saw Lin Huazhi coming in.
Chunbai smiled and said, "I guess you will come here today."
Lin Huazhi was surprised and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you so sure that I will come here?
Chunbai smiled and said, "How can you not care about your own business? Jinhou said that you don't need to take medicine from today and can walk around at will. If you don't come to the shop to have a look, it means that you don't care.
Qing Ling also smiled aside and said to Chunbai, "Okay, I have something to say to Huazhi. Go ahead."
Chunbai turned around and smiled sweetly at Qingling and walked out.
Watching Chunbai turn to the front yard, Lin Huazhi turned his head and looked at Qingling and asked, "I heard that you are old acquaintances. What's wrong? You two, aren't you?" If Qingling is really with Chunbai, Lin Huazhi will naturally be happy to see it, and there are a little more jokes when asking about this.
Qingling didn't say anything, but asked Lin Huazhi, "Why did you come here?"
Seeing that Qingling didn't mean to talk about Chunbai, Lin Huazhi did not continue to ask. After looking around, she asked in a low voice, "What's the matter these days?"
Qingling's face showed some solemnness and said slowly, "I'm not sure about one thing yet, but... By the way, I want to weave silk by ourselves. What do you think?"
Lin Huazhi was stunned: "Why? It's not impossible to knit silk by yourself, but you also know that it will take a long time, and how many can be woven? This is not a good idea. Lin Huazhi doesn't understand why Qingling said that.
"Wait a minute, if it weren't for Mao Dazui not selling cloth to us?" Lin Huazhi suddenly thought of something.
Qingling shook his head: "We have a relationship with the Mao family now. Mao Dazui won't sell us cloth. I want to..." In the middle of speaking, Qingling suddenly looked up and looked outside, and then said to Lin Huazhi in a very low voice, "Let's go to your room and talk about it in detail in the evening."
Seeing that Qingling's face was solemn, there must be something important to say. This is not a good place to talk about, Lin Huazhi nodded. Suddenly, Chunbai turned back to the backyard, rushed into the room, and said anxiously, "Someone is making trouble outside."
Qingling and Lin Huazhi were shocked. At this time, Yao heard someone shouting in the front yard: "If you dare to provoke our Chen Mansion, I will make it difficult for you all."
Chen Mansion?
Lin Huazhi took a meal, and Yan Shaobai came to make a scene?
Good guy.