Chapter 58 Preparation

The sky was still bright, and Fuduoduo woke up.

Lying on the beauty's couch, looking through the window grid at the branches swaying left and right by the breeze, Fuduoduo fell into meditation.

Today's things can only be smooth, and there must be no difference.

Otherwise, if she wants to gain a foothold in Yufu in the future, it will be as difficult as ascending to the sky.

His thoughts were running fast, and Fu Duoduo speculated in his heart how the old lady would behave and how to make it difficult for her. Before he came up with a specific method, there was a rustling sound from the other side of the bed.

Fuduoduo was alert and immediately got up reflexively and hurriedly asked, "Young master, are you awake?" After the illness last night, Fuduo didn't sleep all night, and a nerve was tightly tightened. He was afraid that there would be anything wrong with Yu Shiyi in the middle of the night, so he could quickly react to any movement.

Seeing Fu Duoduo sleeping with his clothes, his clothes were wrinkled, like dried plum vegetables. Yu Shiyi frowned, but finally turned his eyes and said faintly, "Pour me a glass of water. I'm thirsty."

Fuduo responded in a hurry and poured a cup of warm water for Yu Shiyi to drink.

When he was about to wait for Yu Shiyi to get up, Chunfu asked through the curtain, "Auntie, have you got up?"

Looking at the sky, the night has not completely dissipated, but thinking that I will go to the main courtyard early today, I said to Chunfu, "Come in!"

Chunfu came in with a basin of water and a curtain, followed by Yueming and Yueying.

But as soon as the grooming utensils were arranged, Yu Shiyi said coldly, "You all retreat, as long as your aunt is here." As soon as the words fell, Chunfu secretly glanced at Fuduoduo. Yueming squeezed his mouth and subconsciously clenched the cloth towel in his hand, while Yueying curled her lips and rolled her eyes around, without the appearance of a current person.

Fuduo remembered them one by one and nodded to Chunfu.

Seeing this, Chunfu retreated respectfully, and Yueming and Yueying could only follow.

Looking at Yu Shiyi's refusal to be isolated thousands of miles away, Fu Duoduo frowned. I don't know how he used to come here. Is it true that most of them are alone in the room? In this way, it's strange that people are not boring. They have to improve one or two.

It was just that this idea flashed out, and Fu Duoduo subconsciously shook his head and rejected it.

This is ancient, not the modern one she was familiar with before. Sometimes too much compassion pushes her into the abyss. Even if her heart is placed on Yu Shiyi because of her cousin in her previous life, she can't be too emotional, otherwise things will be difficult to deal with.

Fuduoduo sighed, bit his lips tightly, and was always alert that he must distinguish the primary and secondary.

Because people can have compassion and compassion, but they can't stand on those who hurt themselves and those who want to protect. Looking at Yu Shiyi's cold face, Fuduo believes that he is a cruel person, and Bi Tao is still in his hands, and his heart is even more alarming, reminding himself that he must not cross the thunder pool.

After serving Yu Shiyi to clean up, Fu Duoduo said carefully, "Young master, the concubine will greet his wife later. The concubine wants to go back to the western wing to change her clothes first."

Yu Shiyi looked sad and looked deeply at Fuduoduo, and then said, "Don't forget to bring your living supplies here." The words are cold and light, like ice cubes.

Fu Duoduo was stunned and didn't realize that Yu Shiyi changed his face so quickly.

However, thinking that the sick person's temper is uncertain, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he left respectfully.

As soon as Fu Duoduo stepped out of the inner room, Yu Shiyi knocked down the bed a lot, shaking his hands with numb pain, and whispered to the air, "You don't have to be here recently. What should you do? Wait for me to call you to come in, okay?" The more he spoke, the sharper his tone became.

After a burst of silence in the air, it took a long time for a low male voice to respond, followed by a small voice, and finally restored the previous calm.

Yu Shiyi raised his hands and slowly clenched his fists. Looking at the slightly red bone joints, he remembered that Fu Duoduo's slightly cocooned hands wrapped him last night, and involuntarily felt warmth in his heart, but he was soon expelled by a strong sense of prevention, leaving only self-defence and indifference.

After Fuduo left the main room, he took Chunfu and walked straight to the west wing.

There is not much time, and she has to do the most things in the shortest time.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Fuduoduo was very satisfied with the performance of red plum and green chrysanthemum. He prepared everything for the grooming utensils, just waiting for her to come. He smiled and praised, "You have a heart." Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Chunfu pointed to the bridge of his nose and said, "Auntie, aunt, and maidservant? Why don't you praise me? This is the maidservant who sneaked back and told them. He looked hippie and smiling, with a face competing for success.

Fuduo has always liked Chunfu's frankness, so she was eager to act and didn't care about it. She squeezed her lips and smiled annly and said, "You have done a lot." Chunfu squinted and laughed. Fuduo restrained his smile and said solemnly to her, "You go back to the main room now. If Wenzhu comes and let him come here, I have something to ask him."

Chunfu was slightly stunned and said puzzledly, "Grandma, what do you need to ask Wenzhu? You can also ask the maidservant! The maidservant has also served in the house for several years, and she knows no less than Wen Zhu. With that, he pouted, very aggrieved.

Looking at Chunfu's appearance of asking everything, Fuduo likes Hongmei more, at least she knows how to advance and retreat.

However, Chunfu is right, but she is not as limited as a man. Many things are very limited, and the broader things are far less than Wen Zhu knows, but it is not easy for her to explain these.

When she was in trouble, Hongmei, who was used to watching the beauty, pulled Chunfu's hand and smiled, "Good sister, how can aunt not know your skills? It's just that the Eight Immortals have shown their magical power across the sea. It can be seen that you know, not necessarily Wenzhu knows, Wenzhu knows, you may not know, aunt has her own decision to ask Wenzhu, you must not know.

Hearing this, Chunfu's eyes widened, looked at Fuduoduo and asked, "Auntie, is it really like this?"

Fuduoduo nodded with a smile and said, "I know that our Chunfu has a lot of skills, but as Hongmei said, how can I be so stupid not to find the person in front of me and find another shortcut to trouble? You are just very thoughtful." The helpless bit of Chunfu's forehead was also a secret beating.

Chunfu smiled shyly and hurriedly turned to Fuduo and said in embarrassment, "Well... Auntie, I will go to the main room first to have a look. As soon as Wenzhu arrives, I will definitely bring him here." After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Looking at Chunfu's hurried back, Fuduoduo laughed helplessly.

Sometimes it's not good to be too innocent. It's too easy to make enemies. It seems that you have to teach her well.

Looking back at the red plum who was busy preparing to clean up for Fuduoduo, her eyes flashed with satisfaction, but she couldn't help frowning and being a little dissatisfied with the green chrysanthemum next to which had to be pointed out by Hongmei.

The three maids serving beside her now are not very satisfactory.

Although Hongmei is clever, she is too clever, which makes people have to guard against one or two, and Chunfu is naive. One or two, she is straightforward, but she has no heart and is easy to fall in other people's trap. As for the green chrysanthemum, there is nothing to do. The whole looks very dull, completely You have to rely on the guidance of others to be able to act.

In a word, there is nothing to care about.

Today, the old lady pointed out that she was asked to manage the affairs of Fushouyuan last night and had to go to the main hospital to study management every day. The people around her have to adjust one or two. They have to clarify the division of labor to avoid being exploited and causing trouble.

Chunfu said that Chunying also refers to serving herself. According to her qualifications, the position of the big girl will not be able to run away. But according to her observation, Chunying is thoughtful and may also be scheming. For this, Fuduoduo can't help but have a defense in his heart. She must not sit on her head and have to find someone to suppress it. For this candidate, Fuduoduo's first thought of Hongmei, which also made her guard against. The two people's minds were equal and there was no better match. Coincidentally, the seats of the big girl she served were also two, no more, no less, just right.

As for Chunfu, she is second-class, and she must be meaningless.

It's just a green chrysanthemum...

Fuduoduo is a little painful. After all, she was sent by the eldest wife together with Hongmei. If there is a gap in their identities and there is no reaction on their faces, they may be very dissatisfied. This is also human's common. If this matter is not handled well, it will definitely cause harm for no reason in the future.

Fuduoduo couldn't help thinking about how to talk to the green chrysanthemum when distributing.

At this time, it was also God's help of Fuduoduo. The green chrysanthemum accidentally threw a magpie on the green masonry, and then made a crisp touch sound, followed by a slight cracking sound.

Fuduoduo looked at it and was overjoyed.

It was doping off. Someone sent pillows, and God finally favored her this time.

However, Fuduo did not dare to show a trace on his face. He pretended to frown with an embarrassed face, squeezed his lips tightly, and stared straight at the bead hairpin that fell missing from corners.

From the moment when the bead pin slipped from her hand, the heart of the green chrysanthemum seemed to jump out of her body, "ploping" very fast. When the pearl hairpin was in close contact with the ground and was thrown into a corner, the green chrysanthemum felt that her heart stopped beating there, and the blood on her face suddenly receded. Her feet were soft and she knelt on the cold ground. Her lips trembled slightly, but there was no sound.

Anything here is something she can't afford to use in her life, let alone afford.

Now that it's all right, it has broken this seemingly precious pearl hairpin, and it is still very well-meaning. Isn't it clearly damaging my aunt's luck?

Lvju was frightened, and her tears couldn't stop falling down. She looked helplessly at Hongmei, who had always had a good idea, but did not dare to look directly at Fu Duoduo, and was afraid of her angry criticism.