"Zi Yi, the old lady was talking about you just now!" Mrs. Sun came over.
"Brother Ziyi, I'll find a place to sit by myself. You go and do your work." Qi Tianxiao looked around and found an empty seat to sit down.
"Aunt, how has my grandmother been doing these days?" Lin Ziyi asked.
Mrs. Sun looked sad and sighed: "The old lady has no appetite these days. She eats less and has lost some weight. Maybe it's too hot."
"Tomorrow, I'll send someone to bring some ice."
"Zi Yi is determined."
Lin Ziyi glanced at the guests, and Mrs. Sun could see carefully that Lin Ziyi was looking for someone. She covered her lips and chuckled: "But are you looking for Miss Xia?"
Lin Ziyi shook his head, and then strode towards the old lady.
Lin Ziyi, who was usually busy training soldiers, would not come to this kind of theater banquet held in the courtyard. Seeing him coming, the old lady smiled kindly.
"Zi Yi is here, sit down."
Lin Ziyi bowed and sat next to the old lady. On Lin Ziyi's right side sat Mr. Lin, who was inviting the troupe this time, and her wife, Mrs. Gu Su.
Xia Jin was sitting in a remote location, so she couldn't see what was going on over there. Because of the poor location, she could only see half of the theater.
Xia Jin simply stopped watching and walked around in the garden of the General's Mansion while everyone in the General's Mansion was watching the show.
This courtyard was extremely beautiful and well designed. Xia Jin took out pen and paper from the cloth bag she carried with her, sat in the pavilion, and drew with homemade charcoal. Drawing on the paper according to the layout of the place, she thought
In the future, if you have a yard, you can make a similar one.
But he saw two maids coming towards this side carrying trays from the corridor opposite the pavilion.
"Is this going to be sent to the old lady?" The eldest maid Bitao blocked the way for the two of them.
"Sister Bitao, the old lady asked for Qiuli ointment, which was just made in the kitchen!" the maid replied.
"Leave it to me, you two go to the theater, it's so exciting now!" Bitao said.
The two maids looked at each other and said gratefully: "Then there is Sister Lao Bitao!" After saying that, they walked towards the stage together.
Seeing them leaving, Bitao's smile froze. She quickly took out a paper bag from her arms, sprinkled some unknown stuff into the Qiuli paste, stirred it with a spoon, and quickly covered it.
Thinking there was no one around, he quickly left. Little did he know, Xia Jin saw all this.
"what is that?"
"Is she trying to harm the old lady?" Si Ji looked at Xia Jin. "Should we go and remind the old lady?"
Xia Jin thought for a while and nodded. "Let's go take a look first."
Bitao took the tray to the viewing stand in front of the stage and placed Qiuli paste on the table in front of the old lady.
"Old lady, this is the Qiuli paste that has just been stewed in the kitchen. You have to eat it while it's hot." After saying that, Bitao stepped aside.
Mrs. Sun tested the temperature with the back of her hand outside the bowl. When she saw that it was not hot, she said, "Old lady, the temperature is just right. Drinking Qiuli paste will be good for your night cough!"
The old lady took the bowl and cup, picked up the spoon and put it into her mouth. Just when she was about to eat it, a fruit fell from the tree above her head and landed on the old lady's hand along the sunshade.
In the bowl inside.
The old lady was so frightened that she accidentally knocked the bowl and cup in her hand to the ground, and also dropped the spoonful of Qiuli ointment on the table.
"Old lady, you weren't burned, right?" Mrs. Sun hurried over to check.
Mrs. Gusu pushed Mrs. Sun away and squeezed over, "I have burn medicine here. Old lady, please use some quickly!"
The old lady waved her hand, "This autumn pear ointment is not hot, and it has not hurt my body, but why did the green dates that I just formed fall off?"
The old lady looked above her head and saw a bird pecking at green dates. She suddenly said: "It turns out that this little guy is the one who caused this."
After saying that, she signaled for everyone to continue watching the show. Bitao cleaned up all the porridge on the floor, went outside the stage, and threw it into the trash can in the corner.
After she left, Xia Jin walked over, picked up a fragment, put it to the tip of her nose and smelled it. The autumn pear paste was filled with fried peanuts.
Doesn’t the old lady have a night cough? This is a typical hot cough. Eating peanuts from the fryer will only make the cough worse!
It may even cause coughing and suffocation when eating Qiuli paste.
Is it a coincidence, or is there a ghost in this house who wants to harm people?
Xia Jin secretly smacked his tongue, not many of these large mansions were clean! It was better to stay away from them.
However, it would be too immoral to harm an old man like this!
However, Xia Jin didn't want to get involved in the intrigues in the back house and start a house fight with them.
After thinking about it, Xia Jin took out a pen and paper and wrote down what she had just discovered, along with some helpful recipes for the old lady. She sneaked into the old lady's bedroom secretly and placed them under the old lady's pillow.
"This way, it should be foolproof."
In the afternoon, when the opera ended, Lin Ziyi helped the old lady go back to her room to rest. After leaving the room, she and Master Lin walked through the corridor one after another.
Lin Ziyi glanced at him and said, "Master Lin, you are very diligent when you come to the General's Mansion."
Mr. Lin scratched his head and said with a simple and honest look: "It is what we juniors should do to show filial piety to the old lady. As long as the old lady is happy, I can't wait to come every day!"
"Three months ago, I, the general, went to Beimen Pass. Were you also here?" Lin Ziyi's voice was calm and without any waves.
"When the general went on an expedition, wasn't I in the capital? I was afraid that the old lady would worry about the general and become ill, so I often came here to find some novelties to relieve the old lady's worries!" Master Lin said.
"You and your grandmother have been discussing my general's expedition, haven't you?" Lin Ziyi stopped and his eyes fell on his face.
Mr. Lin raised the corner of his mouth, still looking honest and honest, "What the old lady told me was her thoughts and worries about the general."
Lin Ziyi withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward, saying calmly: "Mr. Lin recently opened a restaurant in the capital. The three-story restaurant is larger than the Desheng Tower!"
Mr. Lin stopped and looked away, "This was driven by my son Lin Chang, not me."
"That boy Lin Chang has been doing business. He has made good profits recently. He made a lot of money, and then he spent it all to open a restaurant!"
"General, why are you asking this all of a sudden?" Mr. Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead.
