Chapter 141 Careful Eye

After so many years, Mr. Hao has never had the intention of checking the accounts of the inner house. In this way, Aunt Shen has the final say on many things.

Of course, Aunt Shen is not the kind of ignorant person. She will never report too much false debts in private, just save a little private money. It's not easy for her housekeeper. Naturally, Master Hao also closed his eyes and didn't ask more questions.

Ding Bianzi knew very well that she occupied the power of Aunt Shen's housekeeper, which was to block her financial path, and most of Hao's servants had followed her for many years. When they stood in line, they had to rely on her side. On the other hand, they were bound to give her a little trouble at ordinary times.

Fortunately, she is already ready. At that time, everything will be done according to the regulations, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

Soon it was time to eat at noon. Hao Fu did not have the habit of eating together at noon. People in each yard came to eat separately. These were also what Anxin told her.

In the morning, Ding Yizi also learned more things about Hao Fu from Hao Ling and An Xin, and he had a general understanding in his heart. In fact, if you really want to talk about it in detail, her position should not be hostile to Aunt Shen's position. After all, they are all a family. If Hao Ling and Hao Yu are not separated, they will live in a house for the rest of their lives. If you don't look down and look up, why do you suffer to become an enemy?

Therefore, Ding Page also secretly warned himself in his heart that when talking to Aunt Shen, he should still save some face for her. Don't be too tough, leading to conflicts that can't be solved in the future.

Anxin sent Donger to get the lunch. As for the two maids of Aunt Shen, Qinglian and Zishuang, they seemed to have become aunts, and they didn't even know that they came out to serve.

They can't come out by themselves, and Ding Naozi doesn't bother to ask them to come to serve. Aunt Shen's words have been left there. After being sent to her in her yard, they will listen to her control. If the two maids really don't know how to do things, don't blame her for not showing them face.

After thinking about it, Ding Page also has a lot of care in his heart. Let's talk about it for two days for the time being.

Except for occasionally calling the two maids to come in to serve, Ding's page does not let them serve in the room. Hao Ling is still in the stage of pretending to be sick. If they stay in the house all the time, it is not convenient for Hao Ling's activities. They always feel constrained.

In another two days, Hao Ling's body will be better and he can move freely. It's not too late to let them come in and serve.

After dinner, Donger and Xiaoyu came in to clean up, and there was still no trace of Qinglian and Zishuang.

Ding Page was suspicious in his heart, but he would not go to ask Donger and Xiaoyu. When she was away, he quietly called Anxin aside and whispered, "Anxin, do you know what Qinglian and Zishuang have done? Why haven't they been seen all morning? Is it possible that I was afraid of them in the morning?

That's what I said, but Ding Page said in his heart: The psychological endurance is not so weak, is it? If this is really the case, Aunt Shen will not send the two of them here.

An Xin was at a loss when he heard the words and shook his head, "Young lady, I don't know what they did. I didn't see them in the morning. I must be doing some needlework in the room. What else can the people do next to them?"

Hearing An Xin's answer as if nothing had happened, it was embarrassing for Ding Page for a while. Maybe it was really that she was too careful. She looked at them in the position of the enemy earlier, and it was inevitable that she always wanted to know what their movements were. In this way, she is really tired. She always unconsciously imagines so many enemies for herself.

Thinking of this, Ding Yizi was nervous and suddenly found that it was inappropriate to continue like this.

Nothing has happened yet. She is so careful and takes a lot of time to pay attention to the movements of several maids. If Hao Ling really had that heart, would she be able to see it? If Hao Ling didn't have that heart, would those maids be able to shake it?

Ding Page soon figured out the key points. As soon as his brain was clear, his whole spirit relaxed. Thinking about the stupid things he had been thinking about all morning, it was really hopeless.

Ding Yizi squeezed his lips and smiled, shook his head, silently laughed at himself, and said to An Xin with a faint smile, "Ok, I'm fine, I'm just asking."

After saying that, he turned around and went to Hao Ling's side again.

Although Anxin was young, he knew a lot of things. At first, he didn't understand what Ding Page's question meant, but after thinking about it carefully, he quickly understood. Thinking of the difference between Qinglian Zishuang and Donger Xiaoyu, he seemed to know something vaguely.

Alas... My aunt is really, the young master is still sick, but the maid sent it up first. It's still the wedding period. How can the young lady not be angry? If the cousin is a young lady, I'm afraid my aunt won't do such a thing anyway.

Ding Page was used to getting up early and being busy. This suddenly became idle, which made her feel at a loss.

I was bored with one hand holding my chin, and Ding Zizi sat in front of the window in a daze. Only then did I find that the life of the rice worm was not so good. At least she, who has been busy for two lifetimes, really doesn't know what to do when she is idle, and the idle time is unusually long.

"Madam, what's so beautiful outside the window? You've been watching it for so long. Hao Ling lay on ** and shouted to Ding Page aggrievedly. Really, it was obviously said to accompany him, but it turned out of the window. Is there a new bride like this? Or is he so bad-looking that she can't see him?

Ding Baizi stood up, walked to Hao Ling's bedside and sat down. He looked at his white skin as jade. He couldn't help but reach out and pinch his cheek impulsively. He said with a smile, "Fair, your face is really tender, better than mine."

Hao Ling blushed and deliberately said, "Which lady is talking about her father-in-law like this?"

Ding said andly, "Ouch... It's just to tease you."

"Real? Then pinch it first and see if yours is really not as delicate as mine. After saying that, Hao Ling smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch Ding Yizi's cheek.

There was a lot of fun in the room, but suddenly there was the sound of Anxin outside the house.

"Purple Frost, what are you doing here?" An Xin deliberately asked loudly, which was also to prepare the two masters in the room.

When Hao Ling heard the sound, he hurriedly lay half **. By the way, he took a book that was turning in the bed, and Ding Shiazi obediently beat his legs, looking like a little daughter-in-law.

"Following my wife's instructions, I stewed a pot of chicken soup and just gave it to the young master to mend his body." Zi Shuangqiao said with a smile.

Zishuang brought out Aunt Shen's name. It was not good for Anxin not to let her enter the house. He guessed that the two masters in the room should be ready, so he opened the door to let Zishuang in.

Ding Page looked at Zi Shuang with a cold face and asked faintly, "Zi Shuang, what are you doing?"

Zishuang respectfully saluted Ding Page and said, "In the words of the young lady, the maidservant obeyed the lady's instructions and said that the young master is weak now, and it is the time to make up for it, so let the maidservant cook soup for the young master every day. As soon as the maidservant went to cook a pot of chicken soup, he brought it to the young master.

Ding Paozi slowly walked in front of Zi Shuang, took a big cup of chicken soup served by Zi Shuang on the tea plate, and said, "It's done. You put it on the table first."

Zi Shuang was stunned, and then smiled and said, "Young lady, this chicken soup has been served. At least the maidservant will feed the young master to drink it, right?"

With that, Zi Shuang's eyes swept Hao Ling. Unfortunately, the falling flowers were deliberately and ruthless. Hao Ling didn't dare to look at her at all. He just did nothing and didn't hear anything. He was still attentively turning over the book in his hand.

Ding Shizi sat down on the stool beside him, unconsciously pulled the handkerchief in his hand, and said indifferently, "The young master's condition is much better now. This soup only needs to be given to him. Why do you need to be fed?"

What else does Zishuang want to say? Ding Shizi has already said, "Oi, put the soup on the table. I'll feed the young master soup later. I won't lose the young master."

Ding Nianzi is a well-known young lady. When she said this, Zishuang did not have the capital to refute. A good and flattering thing was originally to show more in front of the young master, so that the young master could remember her good, but it was still blocked by the young lady.

Zishuang gritted her teeth and was entangled for a moment. She still obediently put the tea tray in her hand on the table and quietly retreated out.

Looking at the door being closed again, Ding Page subconsciously stuck out his tongue and despised Zi Shuang's little thought.

Hao Ling looked at her funny look and couldn't help laughing and said, "Madam, you are really a narrow-minded person."

Ding Xiaozi stared at him angrily and hummed, "Huh... Just be careful. I'm not a young lady, and I don't have so many inexplicable attention. I'm just a little girl who makes a living by selling tofu. Can I be careless? Or did you know that you were a narrow-minded person until today?

Hao Ling didn't expect that he just said a word, but Ding Page had so many words waiting for him. He couldn't help but laugh and quickly apologized, "Madam, good lady, I said something wrong for my husband. My wife is a first-class big-class heart in the world. How can there be any careful words?"

Ding Yizi lifted the lid of the chicken soup cup, scooped out a bowl of chicken soup, then closed the lid, walked slowly to the bedside, stared at Hao Ling coquettishly, and pretended to complain, "You know that saying nice words will make me happy. Who knows if you are just looking forward to scooping this bowl of chicken soup for you?"