772. Chapter 772 772, The Most Painful But So Much 3
"Madam, your calligraphy is beautiful, your paintings are good, and you can also treat illnesses and save people. If you are disabled, then Qinghui and I are not even human beings?" Qingdai lowered her head and stopped at Lu Ziyuan's side, reaching out.
Get the inkstone.
"Qingdai, wait!" Lu Ziyuan saw the water stains on the back of Qingdai's hand with sharp eyes, reached out to hold her hand, and looked down at Qingdai. Sure enough, there were tears on the back of her hand, and her eyes were red, so she
She felt that the voice Qingdai spoke to her just now was weird, "What's wrong? Why are you crying like this?"
"Nothing?" Qingdai shook her head quickly.
"Don't lie to me. You are not a crybaby. How can you still cry like this?" Lu Ziyuan said with a straight face, "Qingdai, although you and Qinghui always call Brother Guan Lang and me Master and Madam, but
You two are not servants in this family. You are just like my sister, Lu Ziyuan. Do you want to hide something from me? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? "
"Yes!" Qingdai nodded, "My stomach hurts. I have my period today."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I'm just asking you why you've been squatting there all afternoon and not saying anything. If you feel uncomfortable, just go and take a rest~" Lu Ziyuan was slightly angry, "Why do you still endure the discomfort? Well? The whole family is uncomfortable.
Just say, if you feel uncomfortable, just go and rest. Are you afraid that I will think you are too lazy to beat or scold you?"
"No, I just want to accompany you, madam. Look, if I didn't talk to you, you would be bored in the study alone!" Qingdai found the reason, and the tears began to fall wantonly.
Come down.
"You! I don't know whether I should be moved or call you stupid. I'm bored so I can go to bed, go to Sister Lan, or go to the second aunt. It's not like we are the only two people at home here, and you have to accompany me.
Do you want me to suffer here? Go back to your room and rest." Lu Ziyuan couldn't laugh or cry. This child, with such a stomachache, still agreed to stay here with her.
"Then I can go back and be lazy!" Qingdai wiped away her tears and said.
"Go on, go on, go and have a rest." Lu Ziyuan nodded in a funny manner, "If you feel uncomfortable, just go and have a rest. You, you really make people laugh and cry."
Qingdai reluctantly raised her lips and smiled, then closed the door and walked out of the study. The moment she closed the study door, she ran all the way back to her room.
"Sister, why are you back? Didn't you say you were with my wife?" Qingqi in the room wiped away her tears. One afternoon, she cried and embroidered her purse, and her fingers pricked a lot of blood.
"I couldn't help crying when I heard Madam speak, but Madam found out. I lied to Madam that I was having my period and had stomachaches, and Madam asked me to come back and rest." Qingdai said.
In the Lu family, the first people to know about this were Qingdai and Qinghui. When Xiaocui came, she told them that Mrs. Luo would send someone to pick up the old woman and the second master later. She was looking for an excuse to pay the bill.
The two sisters made sure to leave Lu Ziwan at home.
However, at this moment, Lu Ziwan was left at home, but the two sisters who knew about it couldn't hide their emotions. Qingfu was young and couldn't control herself. She didn't even dare to see his wife.
I was afraid that I would cry on the spot when I saw it.
"Sister, tell me, the master and his wife are such good people, why does God treat them like this? The master is a kind and responsible man, he is good to his wife, he is good to his wife's family, he is good to us, and he treats us like
Like my sister, she is kind and has helped the people save so many people infected by the plague. Don’t they all say that good people are rewarded? But why was the master taken away by God before he could even meet his own child?
Are you leaving?" Qinghui cried softly.
"God is unfair. There are so many bad people in this world, but they have taken away good people like the master. My wife stands in the yard every day, hoping and waiting, waiting and waiting. In the end, she only waits for the master's relics. If
Madam knows this, but how can she bear it? "Qingdai's voice was completely nasal, with the characteristic hoarseness when speaking while crying.