The rainwater hurriedly turned from the gourd basin into thin strands.
The peony in the yard was fragrant, and the mountain breeze came through the forest and leaves and blew into the open window. Reihei couldn't help but raise his head and sneezed crisply.
She took out a handkerchief and rubbed her nose, put it aside, and continued to wipe her body with a dry cloth.
"Don't worry, I'm going to be sick again." A girl of similar age came in from outside, holding a bowl of hot tea in her hand and placed it on the table, "I went to tell the second young master that last night in the backyard
If something happens, the ginseng tea will be available soon. The second young master is dispensable to the ginseng tea, so he doesn't worry about it."
Reiping ignored it, sniffed his nose and looked at the hot tea on the table.
It's just a bowl of hot tea, just boiling water, nothing is added.
She glared in disgust, put on a set of clean clothes, came out, wiped her hair and said to the girl: "I don't know what to do in the future. How could Liu Sanniang go crazy when she is so good? There must be something fishy about this matter."
Without Liu Sanniang, she would no longer have to think about those delicious and useful things.
"Aunt Feng locked him up in front of a lot of servants in the backyard. Even Mrs. Zeng and Mrs. Zhang on Liu Sanniang's side didn't say anything. How could there be anything fishy about it?" the girl said.
"I don't care, I have to find out anyway." The more Lianping thought about it, the angrier he became, and he threw the dry cloth for wiping his hair on the table, "If it was Aunt Feng who did it, then I won't let her have it.
Live a good life."
"Little book." At this time, a female voice sounded outside the door, "The second young master is looking for you."
"Here we come." The girl responded and looked at Liping. She really wanted to persuade her that you are just a maid, but she felt that she wouldn't listen and would offend her, so she didn't waste any energy.
Turned around and left.
The terrain of Yiluan Courtyard is very uneven, and the floor tiles have been repaired several times, but within half a month they will become uneven again.
Therefore, it is easy for water to accumulate here when it rains, but because of the good lighting and ventilation, it is also the most suitable place for reading when the weather is fine.
The heavy rain has just passed, and there is water on the ground again. Considering that there is not enough manpower in the backyard, the somewhat delicate maids are called in to do the drainage work.
Bian Yuanfeng and Bian Yuanxue were sitting on the porch next to the yard.
Bian Yuanfeng looked at the book in his hand, but his thoughts were not on it at all, and his eyes were empty.
Bian Yuanxue on the side was more direct. He didn't even turn over the book and just fell asleep on his stomach.
Su Juren pretended not to notice at all. He was sitting on the seat, still reading the book on the table emotionlessly.
The maids were rolling up their trousers in the yard and pouring water into buckets with wooden spoons. Their strength was limited, so they could only lift the bucket when it was half full and dump it at the foot of the cliff.
Bian Yuanfeng's eyes shifted away from the book at some point and fell on the maids.
The maids also noticed his gaze and couldn't help but have their own thoughts.
A few of them worked harder to show their ability.
A few of them became more and more delicate, wiping sweat and beating their waists from time to time, as if they were cultivating ten acres of fields.
Bian Yuanfeng looked at them without blinking, his eyes gradually becoming brighter.
Suddenly, he stood up suddenly and shouted angrily: "Are you trash!"
All the maids were startled and turned pale.
"Don't you see the broom at the foot of the courtyard gate? You can just sweep it over, but you are here using the most stupid and energy-wasting method! Are your heads like this barrel, filled with useless wastewater?"
Su Juren raised his head and looked at Bian Yuanfeng, his expression cold and calm.
Bian Yuanfeng also looked back at him, raised his hand, threw the book in his hand to the ground, and walked away.
Bian Yuanxue was woken up, rubbed her sleepy eyes in a daze, frowned in displeasure and shouted, "What's wrong with my brother?"
The courtyard was as silent as cicadas, and the wind seemed to be quiet for a moment. The only sound left was the sound of rain hitting stones under the eaves, and the crisp rustle.
"No one said anything?" Bian Yuanxue asked again.
The maids continued to be silent.
"Then it seems that all of you have made him angry," Bian Yuanxue looked around, his eyes fell on the puddle where the most rainwater gathered, and he stretched out his finger, "Kneel down there for an hour."
The maids were stunned with fright. The oldest maid knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Miss, please forgive me. We have other things to do in the afternoon. We have to go back to take care of the madam and the aunts later."
"That's right," another maid knelt down, "the men in the front yard went out again today, we have to do all the work before they come back."
Bian Yuanxue glanced at them coldly, rubbed his neck and got up, then turned to look at Su Juren sitting over there.
Her eyes became disdainful, she reached out to pick up the book on the desk, and gently threw it towards him very provocatively.
The word "Zhou Li" was written on the cover of the book. It made a circle on the ground and slowly stopped.
Then Bian Yuanxue also left happily.
Su Juren looked away, pretending not to notice, and continued to read the book on his case.
The maids outside the corridor looked at me and I looked at you, and they all didn't know what to do.
Then, several maids took the lead and obediently went to the puddle over there and knelt down.
Others were angry, but had no choice but to follow.
The sudden heavy rain made the already chaotic order in the backyard even more chaotic.
Rei Ping's troubles made all the girls resist.
Now they are sitting in the wooden house where A Li was previously imprisoned. Everyone can't cheer up and is kneading the dough in their hands.
Qian Qianqian quietly walked back from the other side of the pig pen and entered the house in a low voice.
The windows in the room were all open, the ground was very damp, and people were coming in and out all the time. Qian Qianqian went to Yu's mother and sat down quietly: "Yu's mother."
Yu's mother was cutting meat. She glanced at her and asked, "Is your stomach feeling better?"
"Much better." Qian Qianqian responded in a low voice, and then said, "I can't get out of the pot now. I want to cook some herbs. Can you go back to my Tongpu to get a small pot?"
Yu's mother looked at the bundle of flat carts in her hand and said, "Where did it come from?"
"I picked it casually." Qian Qianqian lied for the first time and her face was a little red. Fortunately, her skin was tanned, so it was not obvious.
Although Ah Li had never told her not to say anything, Ah Li was not here after all. If she mentioned her name suddenly, Yu's mother might subconsciously look for her.
I don't know why, although Qian Qianqian is afraid of that Ah Li, he doesn't hate her at all. On the contrary, he quite likes the feeling of being with her.
Maybe it’s because Ah Li is bolder and more thoughtful?
Qian Qianqian doesn't know, but it's better to cover for her now.
Yu Ma withdrew her gaze, continued to beat the meat in her hand, and said: "Then you go back and get the small pot. Remember to work more diligently later to avoid being made trouble for."
