I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 322

"Rather than relying on the kitchen, Missy, it's better to make soup and medicine for the second young master herself."

"I think so too." He Mingxue smiled wryly, her voice choked up. "But now the servants in the mansion scoff at me, and they don't have any silver at hand."

After all, it is still trapped by money.

The status of money is indeed the same in ancient and modern China and abroad.

Lin Chuqian didn't have much money on her, so it was impossible for her to pay for He Changbai's bottomless pit.

So, she recalled the sneaky days when she first arrived in her mind.

"Actually, some things are not as difficult as you think." Lin Chuqian touched her face, coughed unnaturally, "It turns out that the three meals a day in my yard were leftovers. I couldn't get used to eating, so I started to have crooked thoughts. Every night after everyone fell asleep, I sneaked into the kitchen and came back with food. Although it is disgraceful to say it, sometimes there is nothing I can do, and it doesn't hurt to do something unusual. Miss, what do you think?"

He Mingxue was slightly stunned, and raised his eyes to look at Lin Chuqian, his eyes flickered slightly, and there was a little light in his eyes that were originally dead.

She firmly grasped Lin Chuqian's arm, and nodded slowly: "Thank you, Aunt Bai, for reminding me."

This can only be regarded as a solution that is not a solution.

Although there are some risks, people will definitely find something wrong sooner or later if they often throw things in the kitchen. If they are caught at that time, He Mingxue may suffer a lot.

But now, in order for He Changbai to live longer, as an elder sister, she will naturally do her part.

After He Mingxue thought it over, her eyes became firmer. Although stealing is not honorable, but for He Changbai, these dirty things are nothing.

Anyway, for her, her reputation has already been ruined since Tan Zishen lost power, and no one knew about her gift of marriage, and she was humiliated by Aunt Liu.

Too many things happened before and after, which had already changed He Mingxue's original arrogance and arrogance. She finally fully understood that she, the young lady, was actually no different from the maid who lit the fire in the kitchen.

Father Bao Liang didn't want to see their siblings, and there was no one to rely on except herself.

Thinking of this, He Mingxue raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, stood up and bowed to salute, showing a grateful smile with the corners of her mouth pulled. "I've disturbed Aunt Bai, it's getting late, so I'm leaving."

After speaking, she turned and left with the red ring.

Looking at her thin back, Lin Chuqian felt very uncomfortable. She took a deep breath and let it out in frustration. "Miss, wait."

With a soft heart, she still felt that He Mingxue was a bit pitiful, so she stepped forward and took out the bank note from her arms and handed it to He Mingxue.

She was very reluctant to part with the banknote, handed it to He Mingxue, immediately let go and got up and ran into the house, without looking back, she said: "It's windy, let's go back earlier."

Holding the bank note in his hand, He Mingxue had mixed feelings in his heart. Looking at Lin Chuqian's leaving back, a pity and sentimental emotion surged into her heart, like a lump in her throat, which made her unable to speak out for a long time.

Who would have thought that Aunt Bai, who tortured Tan Zichen in every possible way back then, would be willing to help her so far?

In Nuo University's He Mansion, mother Tan Zichen was imprisoned and unable to see each other, father He Rencheng turned a blind eye to their siblings, and everyone wanted to step on them from all over the mansion.

But it happened that only Aunt Bai, who had always been unknown, helped her time and time again with a soft heart.

He Mingxue couldn't bear the sadness in his heart when he thought of all the past, and burst into tears again.

**
When Lin Chuqian returned to the room and calmed down, she wished she could slap herself twice.

Why is it so easy to soften your heart, and gave so much money to He Mingxue so impulsively, you must know that it is all of your wealth.

Lin Chuqian, who was beating her chest and feet, sighed a lot, and finally had no choice but to wash up and go to bed early.

When I can't sleep, I can only comfort myself. Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and I can count it as my own merit.

Besides, it's really pitiful that a teenage girl has to take care of her sick brother.

When dreaming at night, Lin Chuqian dreamed that a big piece of red scarf floated down from the sky, and it was directly tied around her neck, no matter how hard she tried to peel it off.

She was so strangled that she couldn't breathe.

Lin Chuqian was startled awake, opened her eyes and saw, good guy, it was a little girl named He Mingzhu who put her leg on her neck, this is the rhythm that killed her!
She pushed He Mingzhu's legs away helplessly, and listened to the sound of her snoring amusedly, and suddenly lost all sleepiness.

Looking out the window in a blink of an eye, he found that the sky was already dark.

After dawdling for a while, she finally got up, and after washing up, she played her second radio gymnastics in the yard.

Sheng'er walked out the door and saw it, with a strange expression on her face.

"Hey, Sheng'er, you're up so early." Lin Chuqian asked with a smile when she turned her head and saw him.

Sheng'er nodded blankly. "Yes, mother, I have to go to Gaofu."

Lin Chuqian nodded, and asked casually, "Have you eaten breakfast yet?"

"Not yet." Sheng'er replied.

As soon as Lin Chuqian heard the excitement, she stopped what she was doing and frowned. "How can I do without breakfast? Children who don't eat breakfast are prone to stunting. Sheng'er, you are still young, so you should pay more attention."

"Mother." Sheng'er pursed her lips and reminded helplessly. "I haven't had breakfast in Fuchu for a long time."

"Why, don't you like food?" Lin Chuqian still couldn't make up his mind.

Sheng'er raised her eyes and took a deep look at her, then said slowly: "Now I go to Gaofu to have breakfast with my adoptive parents."

Lin Chuqian slapped her forehead and clicked her tongue. "Oh—so that's what happened."

She laughed a few times, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Youran and Nanshan waiting at the gate of the courtyard, and waved her hands with a smile. "Then hurry up and don't keep Mrs. Gao and Mrs. Gao waiting."

Sheng'er responded, saluted her in a dignified manner, then turned and left.

Looking at his little arms and legs running back and forth every day, the little figure is getting more and more blurred, and it is almost impossible to see clearly when he goes far away.

Lin Chuqian shook her head, decided not to think about it, raised her hand and continued to play her radio gymnastics.

**
After Lin Chuqian became the housekeeper, the situation in the mansion improved a bit.

Although there are still some young people who used to be stealing and swapping posts like Zhou Fu, but with Zhou Fu's lessons learned from the past, the frightened young people dare not act rashly anymore, and they are all as safe as chickens.

The mansion has returned to calm, and the yards of the aunts have also resumed normal food and drink supplies.

Aunt Liu has also returned to three meals a day from the pastry and soup that she loved every day. If she wants to add meals, she has to use the small stove in her own yard.

Although Aunt Liu was a little dissatisfied, but because of her face, she thought that she had just stabilized the situation and it was not appropriate to make trouble, so she never came to Lin Chuqian to complain. After all, everyone in the house knew that even though she had the title of housekeeper, But she is actually a hands-off shopkeeper.

Butler Liu needed to ask her for instructions to make a decision, but she just made the decision casually.

Lin Chuqian didn't seem to do anything, but the affairs of the mansion became inexplicably orderly.

(End of this chapter)