Chapter 4 The Mouse Helps Fight Aunt

"Auntie, if you see a mouse again, you can't let it run away. It's delicious. Roasted is the most fragrant. It needs to be sprinkled with some salt, which is particularly delicious, but the soup is more fresh. It is best to add some green onions. The tender rat meat is soaked in the soup, and the green onions float on the soup. Tut-tut, I'm about to drool. Ling Xiao chased Qiluo and told him, licking his lips and swallowing a mouthful of water.

Before Qiluo had time to scold, if she listened to it, she didn't want to eat when she went back, but she heard Ling Xiao behind her, as if she were muttering to herself, "But maybe I'm so worried. There are so many mice in the firewood room. How can she escape as easily as just now? If you take two steps casually, you may step on your tail and grab it as soon as you bend down.

Qiluo is used to living a good life. How can he see a dirty thing like a mouse? It's just an excuse in the main hall. At this time, after listening to Ling Xiao's description of the mouse banquet, it was even more disgusting. Hearing that the firewood house she was going to enter was still full of mice, and she had a retreat.

"Ciaoer, your aunt must not like it very much. You'd better not say it again." Shen Murou felt nauseous after hearing this. She pressed her chest, looked at Qiluo, who had stopped, and pretended to stop Ling Xiao.

"Liao'er didn't lie. When I went in to carry firewood to cook at noon yesterday, there was a mouse jumping on my feet. As soon as I bent down..." Ling Xiao pouted and said innocently.

However, before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qiluo, "Enough! You, you disgusting mother and daughter!" After saying that, he walked out angrily. She really couldn't listen. If a mouse jumped on her, she would faint in horror, and even thinking about it, she would feel her hair standing up.

Anyway, I have already taken a look at the door. In addition to firewood, there are some broken tables and chairs, as well as debris such as boards that I don't know what to do, and there is a faint smell of pickled cabbage. It doesn't matter. It's about that she wants to find fault too much. It's too **.

Ling Xiao and the others were not angry when they heard such words, but were secretly relieved. What's the point of humiliation? It's much better than being secretly discovered.

"Sister, I invited you to come in for tea in the courtyard just now. Why didn't you even drink a sip of water and have to leave? Doesn't it seem that I don't know how to be polite?" Shen Murou still lowered her eyebrows and spoke softly.

"Yes, auntie, Xiaoer just said that she would leave you a bowl of millet porridge. Although it is not as fragrant as rat meat, it is also excellent. Ling Xiao was also helping and couldn't help laughing.

"No, I'm afraid I'll die of poisoning after eating your stuff." Qiluo originally wanted to say a few more words, but when she smelled the fragrance of millet from the kitchen, plus Ling Xiao's words, it seemed that it was not millet, but the smell of mice, she covered her mouth and ran out.

"Auntie, what are you talking about? What is 'your family'? We are not a family!" After seeing Qiluo's figure at all, Ling Xiao finally laughed out loud.

"Well, Xiaoer, she has left, and you can't hear her again." Shen Murou said andly, but she couldn't stand the smile on her cheeks.

"Mother, you can see that woman's expression. It's really happy!" Ling Xiao didn't seem to remember the injury on his hand at all. He was only immersed in the matter just now, and he was a little angry in happiness, "Humph, our family? She seems to have forgotten that the place where she lives is our home. Everything there is ours, and even herself, is our family's things.

She bit the word "thing" very hard. Indeed, Qiluo is now under the favor of Master Ling, just like a lady of the Ling family. She was actually a sweeping maid in a hospital. If Ling Guan hadn't bought her back, she wouldn't have known where she is now.

Ling Xiao said to relieve his anger, but he didn't find that Shen Murou's drooping eyes were much darker in an instant. That matter has something to do with her. If she hadn't led the wolf into the house, Qiluo would not have stepped on their mother and daughter.

Is it really self-inflicted? Now that this situation is about, it is actually caused by myself, which is enough to hurt myself and involve my daughter. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel deep sadness in her heart... But what can she do now? It's okay not to mention the past.

"Okay, Xiaoer, she is also an elder anyway. Don't go too much. If you see her in the future, you still have to abide by the etiquette that the younger generation should have, you know?" Shen Murou is a lady after all. No matter how angry she is, she doesn't want to see her daughter become a shrew in the market. More importantly, they don't have the ability to compete with the mother and daughter, so it's better not to suffer immediate losses.

Seeing Ling Xiao smile, Shen Murou stopped saying anything and said, "Anyway, just leave. As long as she doesn't find out about it, we will be safe." As she spoke, she quickly poured warm water and found a clean cloth to help her deal with the wound on her arm.

In fact, Ling Xiao is not very convinced of his mother's words. Others have already been divided like that. What's wrong with fighting back? I'm afraid that the more you give in, the more people will take an inch. But after all, it is her mother's teaching, and she can't help but listen.

Looking back after many years, I have to say that it was her mother's inculf that she did not lose her heart in the place where she was like a wolf and a tiger and did not spit out bones. Even if she later used some tricks to protect herself, no matter how she used the means and carefully, she would never lose her conscience and took the initiative to harm others.

The mother's only mistake was that she did not teach her how to protect herself, so that Ling Xiao suffered a lot in her future life. Kindness, sometimes, in some places, it will only make people die. Fortunately, in Lingxiao's bones, he is stubborn and intelligent after all. Even if he suffers some hardships, he has repeatedly saved himself from danger...

This is a long time later. Let's take a look at it now.

Just now, Qiluo was in a hurry to enter the door and wanted to catch something wrong with them. Seeing that Ling Xiao was grabbing her clothes and her hands were not very clean, she pushed hard. Previously, because both mother and daughter were worried about the secrets in the firewood room, they couldn't care about anything else, so they had to put up with it first. Now when they look at it, it made Shen Murou's eyes red.

On the white and tender lotus root arm on the right side of Ling Xiao, her feet rubbed the skin as big as half of her palm, and a piece of flesh that had turned purple-red skin was opened, and the blood-stained clothes were all on it, which looked shocking! Moreover, due to the lack of timely treatment, the wound was stained with some dirty things.

"Mother, Xiaoer doesn't hurt." Ling Xiao's teeth, tears, forced a smile to comfort his mother.

But how can it really not hurt! Originally, the blood was a little dry, and the attention was not on it, so it didn't seem to hurt so much. But now with a wet cloth, the pain made her want to cry, but when she saw her mother's heartbroken eyes, she resisted.

She and her mother have been dependent on each other for many years, and her mother's status in her heart is far better than herself. She doesn't have the ability to protect her mother now. She can only do her best to make her feel better and better...

After applying Lingxiaohua mud as usual, the two of them used some breakfast. After that, Shen Murou went to the inner courtyard to wash clothes for her master's house. She entrusted Fubo, the second housekeeper of the house, to secretly take this job from the big family outside. Outsiders didn't know it. Otherwise, who dares to let the magistrate's wife do this work? Even if the magistrate knows it, he will have to kill her.

After cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, Ling Xiao took the money to the street to buy medicine, hoping that the little brother would get better soon. As I walked, I recalled the name and weight of the medicinal herbs explained by my mother in my heart to avoid making mistakes.

Originally, Shen Murou wanted to go by herself. When she thought of what happened yesterday, she was very worried. What's more, Ling Xiao's hand was injured. However, there were still a lot of things waiting for her to do at home. Ling Xiao promised to be careful, so she didn't insist any more and gave up with a sigh.

Baicaotang is the only pharmacy on Wuqi Street. It is opened by an old man. It is said that he has done something in a large family in the capital before.

My uncle's surname is Liu. What is his specific name? No one knows where he is from. He only knows that he moved from other places a few years ago. Everyone calls him Uncle Liu. He has a good reputation in this area, especially among the poor people.

Many pharmacies ask for high prices for medicinal materials, and they don't recognize money but people. If there is no money, they can only wait to die. And the price of medicine in Baicaotang is much cheaper. More than that, if the patient is really poor, credit is also acceptable. It is said that it is a credit. If you really don't give it, Uncle Liu will never ask for it, just as relief.

"Buncle Liu, let me do it." As soon as Ling Xiao arrived at the door of Baicao Hall, she saw Liu Bo sweeping the floor. She took three steps and two steps forward.

"Yo, it's Xiaoer." Uncle Liu was also very happy to see Ling Xiao. Naturally, he would not let her work as soon as she came and put it aside with a broom.

In fact, Ling Xiao and his mother rarely come to dispense medicine. If it is not serious, they will find herbs by themselves, but Ling Xiao often comes to this Baicaotang.

Once, Ling Xiao sold flower chains around here and accidentally bumped into an aunt. The aunt pulled her and asked her to compensate, saying that she was injured.

This is obviously blackmail. Can a little girl hurt your one, five and three thick farm women? This is outrageous! However, although the onlookers sighed, they all held the mentality that more is better than less than less, and no one really came forward to help dissuade them.

Just at that time, Liu Bo passed by and personally gave the woman a pulse, saying that she was not hurt at all, but Ling Xiao was staggered and was a little frightened. Most of the people here knew Uncle Liu. Seeing this, they condemned the woman one after another. When the man saw this, although he was not dismayed, he could not make any more trouble and walked away in frustration.

Since then, Ling Xiao has met Liu Bo. Out of gratitude, she often visits Baicao Hall when she comes to the market. Sometimes when she is tired, she just drinks a bowl of water to rest her feet. Sometimes when she sees a lot of people, she will stay and do a little favor. Liu Bo also likes this clever little girl very much.

"Sister Xiaoer, you're here." At this time, a happy voice came from the side of the inner hall door.