Lin Qingran returned to the yard, practiced calligraphy calmly for an hour, and then sat in front of the window, thinking about the matter over and over again.
Everything should not be taken at face value. Today's incident regarding the painter seems to be aimed at Aunt Luo, but Lin Qingran has a subtle intuition. According to her understanding of Aunt Hua, she will definitely not do anything for Aunt Luo.
To make such a commotion.
The more Lin Qingran thought about it, the more he felt something bad was going on. As if something bad was going to happen, he called Zhiqin to talk to him and said in a low voice: "Pay attention to the movements in the house these two days. If anything goes wrong, report it immediately."
Me."
"Yes!" Zhiqin responded respectfully.
Lin Qingran walked back and forth twice before speaking slowly and continuing to give instructions: "Are there any familiar girls around Aunt Luo?"
Zhiqin nodded: "I used to be the girl in the old lady's room. After I came out, I became the eldest girl next to the young lady. She is a bit thin in the house, but there are a few acquaintances in each room."
Lin Qingran nodded in approval and smiled: "That's very good. Let's find a decent girl in front of Aunt Luo and have a good chat." After thinking about it, he lowered his voice and whispered a few words.
Zhiqin's face lit up with joy after hearing this, and she responded with a loud voice.
That day, Zhiqin happened to meet Yingtao who was serving Aunt Luo. The two stood in the corner, chatting and laughing. When Yingtao left, she had a lot of gold ingots in her sleeves.
Lin Qingran slept with her eyes open for several days, but it seemed as if she was distracted and nothing happened.
Just when Lin Qingran was wondering if he had a ghost, Mrs. Lin fell ill.
This time Mrs. Lin was ill, it could be said that the stars were all over the moon. Aunt Hua and Aunt Luo were competing for performance. They were both serving with every possible care, pouring tea and water, asking after the well-being, for fear that their own performance would be a little bit behind the other's.
On this day, Lin Qingyin complained that she had a headache, but she didn't want to pay her respects to the old lady. She went to the old lady's yard alone. As expected, Aunt Hua and Aunt Luo arrived early and surrounded the old lady to show their hospitality.
Seeing Lin Qingran arriving, Aunt Hua smiled slightly: "Second Miss is really a filial child!"
Lin Qingran just smiled and had no intention of talking to her. Lin Qingxi was so angry that she wanted to trample her under her feet.
However, Aunt Luo, who had been unable to speak, suddenly pulled the hem of her clothes and said: "Xiaoran, the old lady just said she wanted to eat chaos. The two of us can't help here, so we might as well go to the kitchen and help me.
Can anyone make some liquid food?"
Lin Qingran's eyes flashed and he immediately said happily: "Okay, let's go right away." It looked like some kind of creature.
There were seven or eight girls in the small kitchen. When they saw Lin Qingran coming, they quickly saluted.
Aunt Luo waved the person away, leaving Lin Qingran alone with her in the study. The two talked and laughed, and soon made two large bowls of chaos.
An hour later, the two of them were filled with two white lotus stem bowls and walked quickly to Mrs. Lin's yard.
Mrs. Lin was extremely happy in her heart. She stretched out her hand to pick up Chaos and ate it slowly by herself: "It's really delicious. It's really rare... ah...?"
The unexpected scream caused the surrounding people to float. They all stared at Mrs. Lin, only to find that in a moment, her whole person had undergone a huge change - her face was pale and livid, and there was a trace of black blood at the corner of her mouth.
Leave.
Poisoned!
Lin Qingran thought subconsciously, but her eyes were bright: It seems that a good show is about to be staged, and she has to keep her eyes open to accompany the show!