In the Jade Pavilion, Song Ziyu soaked in a bathtub strewn with flower petals.
Cui'er brought in a change of clothes and hung them on the screen, saying, "The eldest lady is back, both the old lady and madam are happy.
Madam yesterday ordered people to clean up the inside and outside of Jade Pavilion, and the old lady also asked the kitchen to prepare a lot of dishes that you like to eat in advance."
Song Ziyu didn't answer, and plucked the petals in the tub with her hands.
"Miss, hurry up and wash up! The old lady has held a banquet in her courtyard for you to welcome me!"
Cui'er walked to the bathtub, picked up the bath towel placed on the bathtub, and started to help her lady wash it.
The moment Song Ziyu was touched by her, his eyes widened, he stood up in the bucket, turned around and slapped Cui'er in the face.
Cui'er's face was not only red, but also wet. She held the bath towel blankly and didn't understand why the lady wanted to hit her?
This is how she helped the young lady take a bath when she was in the prison cell! "Get out," Song Ziyu scolded her coldly.
"Yes, yes..." Cui'er blinked her red eyes, put the bath towel on the tub, covered herself with the quilt and walked out.
Seeing Cui'er gone, Song Ziyu sat back in the tub, picked up a delicate petal, and crushed it bit by bit with a smile.
Song Ziyu soaked in the bath for a full hour, and asked Cui'er to go in and add water three times. The skin on her body was swollen before she got out of the tub.
The food in Liu's courtyard had been prepared a long time ago, and after being reminded three times, Song Ziyu walked over after it was ready.
Even though it is September, the food is quite cold.
After Song Ziyu arrived, Mrs. Liu asked someone to bring the dishes down and heat them up.
"Why did you come so late?"
Ms. Liu frowned and asked.
Song Ziyu took his seat and said with a smile: "I have been in prison for half a year. Not only am I unlucky but also very dirty. I have to take a shower. The bathing time is too long, so I came late."
Hearing this, both Liu and Shen Wan frowned.
The maids also glanced at her, wondering why the eldest lady’s words were a bit off! Mrs. Liu whispered in a low voice, “What are these words?”
"Ah..." The boy An, who was being held by his mother, pointed at Song Ziyu with his soft little fingers.
"It's sister," Shen Wan whispered.
Song Ziyu also looked at her younger brother in her mother's arms. Although she had seen this younger brother at the door when she returned home, she did not take a closer look.
When she was taken away, he was as thin as a kitten, but after not seeing him for six months, he grew so strong.
He has a round face, big eyes, and chubby little hands. He is so cute! The doctor said that he was born with deficiencies and was weak, but he was raised so well, which shows that he has a lot of good parents.
Mrs. Liu happily said to Song Ziyu, "Zi An is better than you! He can shout at seven or eight months old. He is only ten months old. Teach him to shout and he will shout. He can also hold on to the wall.
It’s been a long walk!”
Song Ziyu smiled and said: "Brother Xiao is indeed better than me." Son! Of course he is better than his daughter no matter what.
"Jiejie..." Xiao Zian clapped his hands and shouted again.
"Hey," Song Ziyu responded with a smile, and stretched out his hand to touch his little brother's face with a smile.
When she took her hand back after touching it, Xiao An burst into tears with a loud "wow".