"Whatever dish Tianbo likes to eat, I'll pick it up for you. The lotus roots in this soup are newly dug from the lotus pond. You can still taste the sweetness when you bite them." Xu Ruoshui smiled and picked up a piece and put it in Meng Tianbo's bowl.
Meng Tianbo looked into the bowl, paused, and put the bowl on the table, "I'm full."
Xu Ruoshui's smile stopped and hung stiffly on her face. She looked straight at Meng Tianbo as he entered the bedroom, "This..."
Mrs. Hu showed a sarcastic smile, "Young lady, look, the young master doesn't want to talk to you anymore, haha." The two dry laughs made people's scalp numb.
Xu Ruoshui felt that her good intentions were not accepted, and she was laughed at. Her heart suddenly became blocked. She put down the chopsticks in her hand and said, "Mom, do what you want. I'm full too." After that,
Walking towards the Nuan Pavilion, she never figured out why Meng Tianbo had become so unfamiliar and where was the person who usually liked to hold her and talk about sweet things.
It seems that a foolish person would not do this and keep others away with a cold look, and these complicated emotions are not what an eight-year-old child should have.
Isn't Meng Tianbo really stupid? Impossible. Xu Ruoshui immediately rejected his idea. He looked like a child. He had tried it many times. If he was pretending to be stupid, he would have tried it long ago. Or he was the one who fell into the water last time.
It was a blessing in disguise that he hit him right, and now he is a normal man.
She was suddenly frightened by this idea, her whole body was shaking like chaff, and she squeezed the handkerchief tightly with both hands. It was impossible. If he woke up, would he find that he was not Wan Qiu at all, so where should he be?
Xu Ruoshui was leaning on the wooden couch in Nuange, with countless things in her mind, and she fell asleep without realizing it.
At night, a tall and slender figure pushed open the door of the Nuan Pavilion. The handsome man pursed his lips. In the past two days, he had been wondering why the woman on the bed had become completely different in just one month.
That night, the two of them fell asleep in the east and west rooms with their own questions.
In the next few days, the two of them observed each other and became a little suspicious because there was no result. Until Yu Wenjun returned to the Meng Mansion, Meng Tianbo started going to school every day again, but it was only five days before.
One day of rest became three days of rest and one day of rest, and Master Meng had no objection.
On August 14th, Mrs. Meng was preparing for the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow. Logically speaking, everything should be peaceful, but things got upset because of a basket of hawthorns.
Zhuangzi from the Meng Mansion sent some hawthorns that had just been picked from the mountain. Mrs. Meng heard people say that Baomei said that Xu Ruoshui couldn't cheer up for a few days, so she asked Baozhu to send some. When Xu Ruoshui saw the bright red hawthorns,
Hawthorn suddenly made me feel thirsty, so I quickly asked Yaner to wash some of them, and I ate more than a dozen in a row without feeling sore.
"Madam has really spotted the eldest mistress, and said that you must have been troubled by the weather. It seems to be true. I originally wanted to make hawthorn soup, but later I heard that the effect is not as good as this hawthorn soup." Baoju said.
If the basket is empty, please go back and report it to Mrs. Meng.
"I haven't paid my respects to my mother for many days. Let's go there with the girl. Anyway, we are just sitting around." Xu Ruoshui asked Yan'er to close the door.
Mrs. Meng is having a lot of fun these days. Wang Mengjiao works like magic all day long around Mrs. Meng, making her feel comfortable inside and out, and can't even fault her at all.
"Mom, those ladies are all envious of you. Look, daughter-in-law, it's true. Look at Aunt Wang, she is a considerate person. With her, my daughter-in-law is relieved whether she comes or not." Xu Ruoshui looked at her face.
The gentle and peaceful Wang Mengjiao gave Mrs. Meng a good compliment in front of her.
Wang Mengjiao was extremely grateful, her eyes flashed brightly, and she handed the jade beads and aloe vera soup to the two people who were talking one by one, "The eldest young lady is so complimentary, this is what I should do."
When Mrs. Meng heard this, her eyes immediately rolled over. She hated people who talked too much, especially when she didn't even speak. "You can go back. I only need late autumn here."
Wang Mengjiao crouched down and retreated, not feeling anything strange about Mrs. Meng.
"Late autumn, Aunt Wang looks fine. I always feel that she is not as good as Ying'er. Baozhu comes here every day to report. Fortunately, Ying'er is a general person and her health has gradually improved. I heard that she will be here tomorrow.
Come and say hello to me, and the stone in my heart has been relieved." Mrs. Meng finally smiled, "How is Ziyan's place? Is Baomei taking good care of her?
Speaking of Zi Yan, she happened to see Xu Ruoshui when he went out. While Baomei went to the kitchen to get her food, she secretly took something out of the cupboard and went to the main room.
When Baomei returned to the house, she couldn't see anyone. She was so anxious that she didn't know what to do. Just when she was about to look for someone, Zi Yan came into the house with her skirt up and said, "Why have you been there for so long? Do you want to starve me to death?"
"It rained yesterday and the kitchen was a little damp. The firewood was a bit difficult to burn. I kept my sister waiting for a long time. Please eat it quickly. This chicken soup is very fragrant." Baomei scooped out the chicken soup by the spoonful, and the aroma was everywhere.
overflow.
Zi Yan's appetite was suddenly aroused, "No matter how fragrant it is, you won't have a share, so I'd better be your servant. When I go to the eldest mistress, let you in, and then you can take a sip of my delicious food."
." Zi Yan was very proud. Fortunately, there were not many people in the house. No one would notice her when she came in and out.
"Then I'll thank Sister Zi Yan first." Baomei said to her. It didn't matter that she was squatting down. She didn't want to see the yellow paper in Zi Yan's sleeve. She recognized it at a glance. This is usually used in drug stores.
Wrap medicine in yellow paper.
"What are you looking at?" Zi Yan soon noticed that Baomei was staring at her sleeves, asked alertly, and closed her hands.
"The beads on my sister's sleeves are shining with colorful lights, they are really beautiful." Baomei turned her attention to the sleeves, "I don't know when I can wear them too."
"Almost..." Zi Yan stirred the chicken soup in the bowl and fainted.
Almost? Baomei recalled that Zi Yan had just come back from outside and shouted that something was wrong. Could it be that she had gone to the main room? She had to find a way to send a message to the eldest mistress.
"Bang bang." Zi Yan put down the spoon in her hand, "I won't eat it. You can take it and pour it out. I have this every day and I'm tired of eating it." Mrs. Meng valued this child very much and was eaten by Zi Yan every day.
They gave her chicken soup, bird's nest and other tonics, which made her beautiful and plump, and she became more and more tired. "I'll go in and have a rest. You can collect all these things and cut some fruits for me."
Baomei was already accustomed to this kind of instigation. She took the soup cup and looked inside disdainfully before going out.