Ming Ruo raised her eyebrows slightly, which logically shouldn't be the case: "Does Young Master Biao know martial arts?"
"Ah?" Xia Sheng couldn't keep up with the young lady's jumping thoughts. "You should know a little bit, right? Young Master Biao suddenly liked boxing a few years ago, and Madam specially invited a boxer to teach. But boxing training was too hard, so Young Master Biao continued to learn it intermittently.
I stopped learning in 2008. But hitting people does hurt more than before I didn’t practice..."
Tsk tsk, it seems that Xia Sheng has been punched by Zhao Xing a lot. If it is the Kung Fu of a three-legged cat, it should not affect the efficacy of the medicine. Mingruo is still very confident in his medicine, and I am sure that the medicine will cure the disease.
In late spring, the cherry blossoms in the yard have all stopped blooming, and green leaves have grown. Mingruo glanced at the broken stone table under the tree. The afternoon was almost over, and no one came to repair it. What did this mean?
It wasn't until the sky was dyed with a touch of sunset that Butler Zhu brought two young men over: "Little Zhu Yi, please send me my regards to the young lady."
"No gift." Butler Zhu has a very distinctive appearance, with flaring nostrils and small eyes. These eyes and nose are placed on an overly round face... Well, as the name suggests, he is a 'pig head'.
"I thought Butler Zhu had forgotten that Qingqiu Courtyard was going to replace the stone table." Mingruo said calmly.
Butler Zhu is a good person, so he naturally heard the dissatisfaction in the young lady's words. But the young lady is still a young lady after all, and there is a madam above her, right?
Butler Zhu smiled apologetically and said, "I should have brought someone here earlier, but Young Master Xing fell down for some reason and hit his head on a stone, which caused a lot of blood. Fortunately, a mother-in-law passed by and found out.
, otherwise, I don’t know what will happen..."
"How is Master Biao doing now?" Mingruo asked.
"She's still asleep." Zhu Yitou continued, "The doctor said it was due to excessive blood loss. He will probably wake up in the evening."
At this time, the two boys had already measured the dimensions of the tabletop and returned behind Butler Zhu.
Butler Zhu added: "The dimensions have been noted down, and the new stone table will be delivered in three days. The younger one has to go to Master Xing's place to guard it first. If the wife has any instructions, it will be bad if the younger one cannot be found.
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"Butler Zhu, go and get busy." Mingruo tilted her head and happened to see Qingfeng, "Qingfeng, go see Butler Zhu off." #@$&
"yes."
Qingfeng said it was a real gift, so the two boys used their strength to lift half of the stone table and move it outside the courtyard. Qingfeng casually picked up the other half and walked outside the courtyard in a few steps.
I looked at the wheelbarrow at the door: Is it placed in this cart?"
"Yes, yes." Butler Zhu nodded repeatedly.
Qingfeng threw his half into the car, and also took the half carried by the two boys and helped them put it in the car.%&(&
The fat on Butler Zhu's face only trembled when he saw it, what kind of freak is this kid? He is so small, but he is very strong!
After sending Butler Zhu away, Mingruo decided to go to the study to find a book to read.
When Si Haochen saw no one around, he spoke: "Zhao Xing broke his head... was it you who did it?"
"That's not true." Mingruo shook his finger, "I just made him faint, and the head was bruised and bloody. It was purely because of his bad luck."
Si Haochen didn't believe it. The little girl took action once, and it was as simple as making someone unconscious. However, Si Haochen didn't ask any more questions. He was just looking forward to getting dark soon. He had just tasted the marrow yesterday, and now he just wanted to put the little girl to death.
Swallowed it whole.
It was night, and a certain dead man who had suffered a loss refused to enter the space to no avail. He was dragged by the marathon champion for ten kilometers, and he felt that his small body was really going to waste.
The satisfied marathon champion provided a one-stop service of bathing, back rub, and massage with a smile on his face. Mingruo only thought that the space was really useful, otherwise, he might die from overwork.
Mingruo fell asleep again, and it was dawn. Fortunately, he didn't have to go to his mother-in-law to set the rules, and he could stay in bed for a while longer.
It's a pity that ideals are plump, but reality is skinny. As soon as Mingruo turned over, he heard someone speaking loudly in the yard: "Why don't you go in to serve me? Aren't the young master and the young lady getting up yet?"
Qiu Shui recognized this person as the nanny next to Mrs. Beigong. She deliberately did not answer the nanny's words, but asked: "What's the matter with Aunt Cui?"
"My wife said that the eldest young master does not have any nuns to serve him closely. The young madam just got married and does not understand many of the rules. So she sent two nuns to the Qingqiu Courtyard to guide the young madam to learn the rules of the Beigong family."
Aunt Cui had a smile on her face, which made Qiu Shui want to hit someone.
This was because I couldn't get rid of her, so I specially sent two nuns here...
Ming Ruo rolled her eyes. It would be better for these two nuns to have the dragon coil up for her and the tiger to lie down on her. Otherwise, don't blame her for beating the dog and not looking at the owner.
Regardless of Qiu Shui's obstruction, Aunt Cui banged on the door: "Young madam, it's time to get up. You will come home three times today and have to dress up early..."
Huh? She was so busy yesterday that she forgot about returning home today. Since Aunt Cui has already sent her to her door, and she doesn't need to use it, wouldn't it be a waste of her good intentions.
Mingruo whispered a few words into Si Haochen's ear, and Si Haochen smiled and poked Mingruo's forehead: "You are the only one with more tricks."
Ming Ruo made a face at Si Haochen, put on his clothes, let his hair down and opened the door.
Aunt Cui is doing a new round of knocking on the door, quite like Aunt Snow.
The door was suddenly opened, and he leaned forward, rushed in, and rushed towards Mingruo.
Mingruo ducked out of the way deftly, and Aunt Cui fell to the ground.
Mingruo looked surprised and said with a chuckle: "It's out of character, so there's no need for grandma to give such a big gift."
Aunt Cui fell quite hard and couldn't get up for a long time.
Mingruo looked puzzled at first, and then suddenly realized: "Xiuju, get some reward money for grandma."
"Yes." Xiuju held back her laughter, took out a dozen copper coins from her sleeve pocket, and stuffed them into Aunt Cui's hand, "Mammy, this is what the young lady gave to you."
Aunt Cui had coins stuffed in her hands, and she was still a little confused. She just wanted to get up first before talking. But her knees and elbows seemed to be broken, and it hurt so much when she moved.
Ming Ruo said aggrievedly: "It seems that Mammy thinks that I don't give enough rewards... Xiuju, bring me some silver melon seeds to Mammy."
Xiuju took out two more silver melon seeds from his sleeve pocket and said, "Mommy, get up quickly. You are so old and you don't want to be like a child and lie on the ground begging for rewards."
Aunt Cui lay on the ground for a while, feeling relieved now. She knew in her heart that she had suffered a loss, but she had nowhere to redress her grievances.
She couldn't blame the young madam for not helping her just now. After all, the young madam was the master. Even in the heavens, she was not on her side.
I can only grit my teeth and swallow this dumb loss: "Thank you, Madam, for the reward. The old slave is old and cannot get up from his knees for a while. Come and ask Miss Xiuju to help the old lady."
Xiuju didn't refuse, and reached out to help Aunt Cui. Aunt Cui deliberately tried to cause trouble and wanted to drag Xiuju down.
However, Xiuju's lower body was very stable and he helped Nanny Cui up.
