"This servant doesn't know this. Those girls are just serving a few young ladies. I don't know much about the things ahead." Xiao Xia lowered her head.
Wan Qing waved her hand, then hesitated, "Find a clever girl in our courtyard and go and have a look at those aunts."
"Yes." Xiao Xia was blessed, turned around and left to make her own arrangements. Wan Qing soaked in the water for a while, then got up, wrapped herself in a big cloth, and then lay directly on the bed without putting on any clothes. She covered herself with a quilt first.
Really covered.
It was really cold and she had no interest in getting sick.
"Who is outside?" Wan Qing covered herself on the bed for a while, but still felt a little cold, so she couldn't help shouting.
"Miss Hui, I'm a slave."
As soon as she heard the voice, Wan Qing immediately recognized who it was and couldn't help but shout again: "Mo Mo, get me another bowl of ginger soup. Also, ask the kitchenette to bring dinner in early. I want to go to bed early."
"Yes, slave, go right away."
"Let someone come in first and remove the water."
"Yes." Then, there was a sound of the door opening, and two women came in and moved out all the wooden buckets and hot water used for bathing in the house.
After a while, the girl at Mo Mo came in with ginger soup, and behind her there were two girls carrying dinner, a bowl of porridge, a plate of steamed buns, two plates of side dishes, and a bowl of soup.
It is a very strange habit. No matter morning, noon or evening, there is always a bowl of soup on the Xiao family's dinner table. Wan Qing wonders if this is a habit of rich families in this world. Anyway, when she was in a small village, she had never seen anyone with this kind of soup.
accustomed.
He put on the clothes to keep warm under the quilt and wrapped himself in a thick short coat. He didn't get up. He ate the food first and drank the ginger soup.
"Withdraw, I'll take a nap first. After you finish cleaning up, you can go to sleep."
"Yes." Mo Mo responded.
"Tomorrow morning, don't disturb me with anything. If anything happens, go to Mrs. Qiantou's place and report back to Lin."
"As commanded."
Wan Qing waved her hand and asked Mo Mo to leave. Then she fell asleep again, holding the quilt.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for her to break out in a sweat. She was secretly grateful that the two bowls of ginger soup she drank before had taken out all the cold air. Otherwise, if it had stayed in her body, a severe cold would have been impossible to escape.
That night, Wan Qing slept very deeply, but she still woke up on time before dawn.