Chapter 13 The life of Winter Rain and Xia He

The winter rain cooked ginger soup and returned to the house with the cake. I found that the young lady was asleep again. I put down the things in my hand and went forward to cover the bedding for the lady, but I found that the lady's expression was very sad and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Miss, wake up, miss..."

"Ye, Qianqian, don't quarrel. I'm sleeping for a while." Xiao Luo whispered, thinking that he was in modern times.

"Cyan? Miss, who is Qianqian? Ah... Why is Miss's forehead so hot?" Dongyu approached Xiaoluo's mouth and only heard the word Qianqian. He accidentally touched Xiaoluo's forehead and suddenly exclaimed.

It's just fine. How can it be serious to make ginger soup? Miss...Wake up."

"Well... Sister Dongyu... Don't shake it... I'm so dizzy!" Xiaoluo opened his eyes in a daze and found that he was still in ancient times and did not go back.

Seeing that the young lady woke up, Dongyu hurriedly brought ginger soup over. Miss, get up and drink the ginger soup.

"Oh..." Xiao Luo only felt dizzy and sat up, but broke out in a cold sweat.

"Miss, be careful of hot!" Dongyu put the bowl by his mouth and blew it. He felt less hot, so he handed the bowl to the lady.

"Well, it's so spicy..." After taking a sip, Xiao Luo didn't want to drink it anymore. The original ginger juice was so bad.

"Miss, I brought you some cakes, and you can eat it after drinking ginger soup."

"I want to eat one piece first!" His mouth is full of the smell of ginger soup. If you don't use pastries to neutralify it, Xiaoluo may not be able to drink it.

"Miss, you have to drink it in one breath to be effective."

"But... it's really spicy! Sister Dongyu, just get me a piece!" Xiaoluo's little face was bitter. In the past, Liu Qian cooked ginger soup for herself with rock sugar, so she drank it herself.

"Miss, you are a little hot. If you don't drink it again, I will go to the doctor later. The medicine prescribed is much more bitter than this ginger soup!" Dongyu resolutely refused to get the cake for the lady.

"Okay, you get it first, and I'll drink it right away." Hearing that he wanted to take traditional Chinese medicine, Xiao Luo thought it was better to drink ginger soup. The traditional Chinese medicine is dark and can't be drunk.

"Okay, Miss, drink first, and the maidservant will get it."

"Sister Dongyu, you are so cruel!" Seeing that he didn't move without drinking winter rain, Xiao Luo had no choice but to hold up the bowl and pinch his nose and pour it down.

"Quick... Sister Dongyu, bring me the cake!" Xiao Luo felt that his voice was about to burn.

Seeing that Miss had finished drinking ginger soup, Dongyu got up and brought the pastry. Come on, miss, eat a piece of osmanthus cake and press it down.

"Wow... it's so spicy." After eating several cakes in a row, Xiao Luo felt that the ginger in his mouth was a little lighter.

Winter Yu cleaned up the dishes and pulled out a veil to wipe the sweat of the lady. Miss, what did you just dream about?"

"Eh? Why do you ask..." The osmanthus cake is so delicious that Xiao Luo can't stop eating it.

"Miss just cried. He has been shouting Qianqian... Qianqian. Who is Qianqian? In the memory of Dongyu, there seems to be no maid named Qianqian in the house.

"I cried?" Xiao Luo thought about it and probably cried, right?

I just dreamed of Qianqian, and she was still in modern times. Maybe I was too excited to see Qianqian, so I cried.

"I also forgot what I dreamed of. Maybe it's something happy." Dongyu won't believe these things, and little Luo Suo pretended to forget them.

"Do you cry when you dream of happy things?" Dongyu wondered that the young lady's way of thinking was really strange.

"I will. Didn't Sister Dongyu cry about something happy? Xiaoluo changed the topic, so as not to let Dongyu ask again and spill the beans.

"I don't think so... There's nothing happy." Dongyu thought about it and seemed to be really happy for so many years.

"How come? Are you unhappy when you are with your parents? Although my parents had an accident when they were ten years old, they were very happy before that.

"The parents of the maidservant died when the maidservant was very young. The maidservants have no impression of them. Speaking of his parents, Dongyu was obviously depressed.

Xiao Luo didn't expect that the topic would turn to other people's sad things. Ah... Sister Dongyu, I didn't mean to."

"It's okay, lady, I'm not sad, I just feel a little sorry." Dongyu is really not sad, and I can't even remember what my parents look like.

"When did Sister Dongyu enter the house?" Xiao Luo changed the topic again.

"Are you over three years old? The maidservant entered the house with Sister Xia He. At that time, the young lady is only one year old.

"I went to the house to be a maid at the age of three?" Xiaoluo couldn't help smoking. What can a three-year-old child do? You didn't know anything when you were three years old.

"Yes, I can't do the heavy work. At that time, my wife saw that the maidservant and Xia He were pitiful, so she bought them back home." If it hadn't been for the poor wife, I and Xia He would have frozen to death.

"So that's it, Sister Xia He, she is also..."

"Sister Xia He is one year older than her maidservant. Because she is a daughter, her parents abandoned her."

"Is it more important than boys?" Sister Xia He was abandoned by her biological parents! Xiaoluo didn't expect that Sister Xia He, who usually smiles, had such a miserable life.

"Maybe, Xia He's father came to her house a few years ago and said that he was sorry to live with her. At that time, he had to abandon her because he wanted to have a son to inherit incense."

"So, Xia He's father still has some conscience."

"Well, he doesn't have a conscience. It's just that Xia He is doing well in the house and wants to ask for money." Sister Xia He was also present when she saw her father. At that time, the old man still remembers what the old man said.

Ah? How can it be like this!" Xiao Luo thought it was a conscience discovery, but he didn't expect that there were these twists and turns in it.

"Sister Xia He is soft-hearted. She can't see her father like that, but she has given silver many times. It's just that our maids don't have much money every month. Sister Xia He gave it to the family, and she had no monthly silver.

"Is Sister Xia He still giving it now?" Such parents should not care about them at all. It's shameful to abandon your own daughter in order to have a son.

"I want to work harder. I just came here a few days ago." Dongyu also advised Xia He many times not to give it, but Xia He thought about his family affection and couldn't help but feel it.

"It's no wonder Sister Xia He always had a trance in those days." Thinking of Xia He's various performances in the past few days, Xiao Luo understood.

"Sister Xia He is ten years old this year, and it's time to talk about marriage in a few years. Every month, Sister Xia He saves herself and wants to make a dowry in the future, but she gives it to her family. There is only a little left every month, and she usually has to buy some clothes to wear..." She realized that she said a little too much, and Dongyu quickly closed her mouth.

"How much is the maid's monthly silver now?" Xiaoluo usually doesn't spend money, and doesn't know what the value of silver here is.

"The big maid is three taels of silver every month, the second-class maid is two taels of silver, and the ordinary maid is one or five taels a month."

I didn't expect that the maids in the house were graded. Then what are you waiting for?

"The maidservant and Sister Xia He are serving the lady, which is second-class. The old lady is served by a big maid.

"It's only two taels of silver a month. Sister Dongyu, is there a lot of two taels of silver? Xiao Luo couldn't figure out the division of ancient silver, so he had to ask.

"Two taels of silver are enough for ordinary people to spend for half a month."

"ordinary people..." Xiao Luo knows that ordinary people rarely spend two taels of silver, and it is not necessarily a lot of two taels of silver that can be used for half a month. It doesn't sound like much.

"Miss doesn't worry about food and clothing. Naturally, she doesn't know that these two taels of silver are a lot for ordinary people." Dongyu's words did not mean to laugh at Xiao Luo, but just said it by the way.

Xiao Luo sighed heavily. That's right, I'm a young lady!"

"Ah... Miss maidservant didn't mean that...servant just..." Dong Yu was shocked and forgot while chatting with the young lady. He actually said something like that.

"Ouch, Sister Dongyu, I don't mean to be angry!" Xiaoluo sighed because he sighed that he had a good life. Not only did he fall off the cliff and not die, but he could also travel to a good family without worrying about eating and drinking.

"The maidservant went down to work first..." After saying that, Dongyu didn't know if he would say anything freely, so he quickly got up and took the dishes and retreated out.

Xiao Luo sighed and fell back**. Alas, ancient people! The concept of superiority and inferiority is too profound!"

"Cyan, it would be great if you had also passed through it! In this way, I won't be so bored..." His head was still dizzy, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Xiao Luo felt that he saw Qianqian waxing to him.

"Cyan, are you here? It's so kind of you to ask you to come..." Xiao Luo smiled, his eyes darkened, and fell asleep.

Mo Yuche stayed in the plum garden all afternoon and did not take a half a step.

Taishifu

"Sir, sir, you have to make the decision for Han'er!" Li quickly walked into the study, took out his handkerchief and pretended to wipe his tears.

Liu Hen's face darkened and casually put away the secret letter in his hand. It's not an explanation. Don't go into the study casually if you have nothing to do.

"Sir, I know... Don't I have something to come to you!" Li squeezed out a few tears and hurried forward so that the master could see it.

"What's the matter?"

"Sir, you must make the decision for Han'er this time. You can't let Han'er bully people..."

"Who dares to bully her? If she doesn't make trouble everywhere, everything will be fine!" Liu Hen hummed that his daughter was like, and Liu Hen knew it very well.

"Master, what you said is wrong. No matter how rude and unreasonable Han'er is, she is also your daughter, the daughter of the master! Now that I have been bullied by life, can't I fight back?" Li is not happy to hear the master's words. This cold is not good. After all, it's still your daughter.

"What the hell is going on!"

"It's not the young lady of General Lin's mansion..." When Li saw that the master was finally willing to listen, he quickly said the matter.

Liu Hen knows that his wife loves to add oil and vinegar, distorting the facts. I'm afraid Han'er can't see the provocation first.

"Even if Han'er provokes first, it's normal to learn from each other!"

General Lin? Doesn't it mean that his daughter is demented? How can she win the cold? Lin Feng's daughter has been demented for many years, and Liu Hen doesn't know how many times he mocked Lin Feng about this.

"Well, can't dementia be cured? In a word, can you help Haner make the decision?"

"Help...of course you have to help!" I'm worried that there is no excuse to look for Lin Feng's misfortune.