Chapter 3 The maid

Maybe the boat car was tired for more than a month and finally had a good rest. After dinner, Sister Yao's mother took care of her to sleep.

Lying on **, although Sister Jiu is tired, she still thinks about what she sees in the daytime. When I first met my second aunt, although I didn't feel much attention to how to care about her and how to reassure her. Although the aunts and girls in the room look happy, God knows the tricks inside. As for the old lady I met at the end, although she was her own grandmother, she spoke like her second aunt, but every sentence was sweet and full of sadness and love. But in a blink of an eye, she didn't mention those sad words, but it showed how much she loved herself, but seeing that she had never been thin, she naturally didn't care about her as much as she appeared.

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy! Sister Jiu couldn't help sighing that the people in the room she had seen before were not as good as an old lady.

However, what made her sigh more is that today's work is really too familiar. It really staged Lin Daiyu's entry into Jia's house.

"Unfortunately, this is not the Red Mansion. If it is really the Red Mansion, I can still follow the plot to protect myself, but now..." Sister Jiu couldn't help but think nonsense.

When Yao's mother saw that Jiujie had not yet slept, she couldn't help complaining, "My ninth sister, why did you give the money to a slave you only saw today for safekeeping? What if she has any evil intentions? You showed all your home to outsiders, how do the people in this yard treat you?

The ninth sister smiled and said, "This house is big. Feng's mother is really real. Even if she tells the old lady, it's okay. Anyway, the old lady won't tell the second wife about it."

Yao's mother was dumb. How could the young lady still be so leisurely, but she couldn't sleep peacefully. There must be something in her heart. "What is Sister Jiu thinking about so distraction?"

The ninth sister's eyes fell on Yao's mother and said with a smile, "I'm just wondering if I'm on the side of the old lady, and the second wife won't like me."

Yao's mother stared at the ninth sister anx, twept up the quilt for the ninth sister, stirred the fire a little more vigorously, and then said, "The old lady will definitely not let you suffer so much if you have a spirit in heaven. Fortunately, the master told you a close friend when he was alive, otherwise you would really have to look at the old lady and the second lady's face everywhere. ."

Sister Jiu didn't say anything and fell asleep in a daze in Yao's mother's voice, but her heart was warm.

I had no dream all night. When I woke up early in the morning, I saw a girl sitting on the bedside, holding her head with one hand and nodding her head from time to time. Obviously, she was too tired to fall asleep.

Sister's face suddenly became difficult to look, and her heart was even colder. She suddenly shouted crisply, "Picture screen, picture screen sister..."

The maid was suddenly awakened by the sound, rubbed up from the zi, looked around in panic, and looked at the ninth sister. Then she lost the panic just now and said with a smile, "The maidservant is Zhaoxue. The second wife sent here. You have seen the maidservant yesterday. Sister Huaping is preparing breakfast for Sister Jiu.

When mentioning the second wife, Zhaoxue obviously raised her head, as if it were a great honor, that is, the second wife's credit gift to the ninth sister.

Of course, Sister Jiu remembers Zhaoxue. She doesn't like to be guarding at night. Yao's mother must have called her in at dawn. And she actually fell asleep at the head of her bed. Yesterday, Zhaoxue seemed to have done nothing. Unexpectedly, she fell asleep with this. Obviously, she didn't pay attention to her at all.

"I'm going to get up and help me prepare water." The ninth sister lifted the bedding, jumped out of bed with only her underwear. Fortunately, the charcoal fire in the room was burning and she didn't feel cold. She went straight to the wardrobe and picked up an emerald green embroidered bamboo jacket.

Zhao Xue quickly took out a big red auspicious cloud gold-rimmed jacket and said, "Ninth sister has good skin and wears this big red celebration."

Sister Jiu almost got angry. Now this body is still in the mourning period. No one of Xue's servants knows that this maid directly asked her to wear bright red. If she really wears it out, the charge of unfilial piety will be on her head. What's more, her skin is dark. What's good about it? The ninth sister's eyes were wrapped in tears and choked and said, "When my father saw me wearing that festive color, he would definitely scold me for not being polite, and he didn't even care about his father."

Zhao Xue's hand's movements stiffened, and his face twitched slightly. He quickly picked up Sister Jiu's clothes and greeted him with a smile, "The maidservant changed clothes for Sister Jiu."

"I'll wear it myself!" The ninth sister blinked her eyes, and the tears had long disappeared.

"Miss, the young masters and ladies of the Xue family are all dressed by close maids for them. Aren't you embarrassing?" Zhaoxue's face was embarrassed, but he sneered in his heart and had a good mouth. Let's see how you answer this time.

"My father said that I was not in good health. If I didn't want to eat those bitter medicine, I would do some physical work." The ninth sister frowned, as if she was wondering whether to let Zhao Xue dress her.

Zhaoxue held the clothes in her hand tightly and was furious, but she did not dare to attack on the spot. She said awkwardly, "The second wife and the old lady will be gratified that Sister Jiu is so sensible."

After saying that, he put his clothes on **, opened the door and walked out of the door.

The cold wind outside the house mixed with snowflakes blew in from the door. Sister Jiu couldn't help shivering and quickly wrapped herself in the quilt. It was so cold.

She couldn't help pursed her lips. Maybe her situation was worse than expected. Although the second wife and the old lady loved her on the surface, now even a maid can dictate on her head. But now she has no choice. Zhaoxue was sent by the second wife. It is impossible to send her away on the first day. Maybe she will say how delicate I am and how bad my character is. After all, this is not Zhejiang's home. The painting screen has never lived in a big house, and it will definitely suffer losses. In the past, it was just a defense against Aunt Zhou. Only Yao's mother can hold on!

"I hope the old lady can give her a blessing with her father's feelings." The ninth sister thought to himself.

But when she turned around, Sister Jiu sighed slightly. She had to bow her head under the roof. Although she is the eldest daughter of the long house, the second wife is in charge of the old house. As long as the property left by her father is still in her hands, they can't neglect her.

After thinking for a long time, the ninth sister laughed dumbly. After only one night, she thought so much. Maybe she was too worried, but it was the maid who made her own decision.

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When Zhaoxue came out of the ninth sister's yard, his face was very gloomy. He thought that there would be a kitchen in the yard, and the hot water would be good there, but the painting screen said that he was cooking breakfast for the ninth sister, and there was no extra stove. She had to go to the big kitchen in the yard to carry water, but on such a cold day, so far away from the big kitchen, the ninth sister deliberately found fault with her. Zhaoxue gritted her teeth, but her eyes fell on the maid not far away. She recognized her as the big maid beside the second wife at a glance and couldn't help running to greet her, "Sister Fanghua, you came to the kitchen in such a cold day!"

Fanghua carefully looked at the snow that ran over, and suddenly realized it and said with a smile, "It's strangely cold these days. The kitchen of the second wife's yard has been used, so I have to come to the big kitchen to bring hot water." There is no complaint in the words, which is the maid's job.

Zhao Xue's eyes lit up, and she didn't want to go to the ninth sister. Although the ninth sister was also a direct daughter, it was a pity that she had no father or mother. An old man like her in Xue's house naturally knew that there were many tricks in the house, even if there was an old lady to protect her... Zhao Xue couldn't help sneering. It's naturally a good thing if you can go back to the second wife. It would be better if you can be given to the third lady. In another year, the third lady will wait for the bride and get married. As a maid, she may be able to get into the eyes of the future aunt and lift her aunt or something...

The more she thought about it, the farther she got, but now she had to tame the second wife's most powerful maid, so she quickly said, "It's cold outside. Let me pick up the water. You can warm up in the kitchen first."

Fanghua frowned and sneered in her heart. She said in embarrassment, "The ninth sister..."

"Hey, Sister Jiu is still a child. She was exhausted yesterday. Although she has got up now, no child will stay in bed. I will be numb later." Zhao Xue said attentively.

Entering the kitchen, he was much warmer. After saying hello to several cooks, Fanghua sat on the stool, handed two kettles to the two rough maids and sat next to Fanghua. Although they are all first-class maids now, after all, Bi Fanghua is the second wife, which made Zhaoxue a lot of awe.

She couldn't help sighing, "That ninth sister is so difficult to serve. I just helped the ninth sister choose clothes to wear for her. She actually said that it was rubbish to open her mouth and reach out her hand. Don't you think she is scolding the young ladies in our house as waste? But we slaves can't say that the master is not. Now it's good. After talking about the master of the house, he tried his best to toss me. Knowing that the kitchen in the yard was cooking, he sent me to such a far away kitchen to get water. Tell me, what is this? At least I'm not out of the second wife's yard..."

Fanghua silently listened to Zhaoxue's complaints and couldn't help frowning and heard the meaning of Zhaoxue's words. She clearly said that the ninth sister would not give face to the second wife, and tossed the maid sent by the second wife on the first day.

If these words are known by the old lady, the ninth sister will not be punished. Even if the old lady is kind, she will definitely be estranged from the ninth sister. You should know that the old lady loves the third sister and the tenth brother. If she scolded others, the old lady didn't even say anything, but this time even the third sister and the tenth brother scolded together. Although she is the eldest daughter of the eldest son, it is a pity that she has not followed the old lady since she was a child.

"Sister Fanghua, I'll go back to the yard first. If I go back late, I really don't know what kind of moth Sister Jiu has made to do for me." Zhaoxue soon turned back from the second wife's yard. Her temples were slightly wet and she ran away and sweated.

Fanghua got up and thanked for a few times. Looking at the back of Zhao Xue leaving, he sneered again. He walked out of the kitchen and poured into his neck with a cold wind. He couldn't help shrinking his body and quickly rushed to the courtyard.