Wei Zi[clear wear]

The firewood room in the main courtyard has been locked for a long time. Every two days, Qiutang, the first-class maid beside Fujin, would come to the firewood room to bring some food. She didn't stay long, and left after a while.

It was the same today, with a faint smile on the corner of Qiutang's mouth, with food in his hand, he walked unhurriedly to the outside of the woodshed, put the plain vegetables with no trace of oil in front of the door, and took them out of his purse The key opened the heavy lock.

There is no more firewood in the firewood room, and this is actually the place where Fujin transferred and taught people.The room was cramped, the windows were tightly sealed, and there was almost no light. As soon as the door was opened, daylight flooded into the room.

Qiutang didn't go in immediately, instead she clasped her hands in front of her waist and stood quietly for a while. After the stale air in the room cleared, she picked up the bowl on the ground, raised her feet, and stepped in.

She was born with a gentle appearance, as if she had come out of a Jiangnan water village, even if she didn't smile, she looked a little bit smiling, and anyone who saw her would feel a little bit of kindness.

However, at this moment, the gentle appearance has become a nightmare for others.

"Sister Diejuan, I'm here to bring you some food, where are you?" Qiutang narrowed her eyes, and carefully scanned the still dim room with her eyes, and finally landed on a place that was darker than the surroundings.

She stretched her eyebrows and smiled softly, "So it's here."

The firewood room was still silent, and the figure lying on the ground seemed to have heard nothing.Qiutang still smiled unabated, but the hand holding the bowl exerted some strength.

"Sister Diejuan, I know that you may have been coerced, and Fujin also knows, so I only put you here and never said anything else. It's just...Fujin benevolent, you also need to be sensible." OK."

As she spoke, Qiutang walked towards the figure lying on the ground, the sound of her footsteps could be clearly heard in the dark woodshed, as if stepping on someone's heart.

The bottom of the porcelain bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Looking down at the figure on the ground, Qiutang suddenly felt that something was wrong. Even though Diejuan was becoming less and less talkative, she was too quiet at the moment.A living person, how could there be no movement at all?

She paused for breath, then knelt down and stretched out her hand, gently touching Diejuan's shoulder.

Already hard.

There was no flustered expression on Qiutang's face, she only looked at the corpse on the ground with unpredictable eyes for a while, then turned the person over, and found that the flesh and blood on the skinny wrist had been bitten, and the blood flowed all over the floor, naked. Gathered on the outer skin many small

Things.

The smell in the room was too mixed, so Qiutang realized that there was so much blood on the ground after seeing it with her own eyes.

She sighed faintly, it didn't seem like she was mourning the loss of a life, but it carried some inexplicable meaning.

Qiutang got up, with the same pace as when she came, locked the door of the firewood room in an orderly manner, and went to the main room.

......

Mingzhu has great eyesight, and she saw that slender figure with a waist from a long distance. She curled her lips, and after being stared at by Yuehua indistinctly, she lowered her head and put on a docile appearance.

"Sister Yuehua, I have something to report to Fujin." Qiutang said calmly as if she didn't notice the eye contact between the two.

"I don't know if Fujin fell asleep, but wait a minute, sister, I'll go in and have a look." Yuehua handed the things in her hand to Mingzhu, smiled, opened the curtain and entered the room.

Qiutang answered softly, and from the corner of her eye, she saw that Yuehua handed Mingzhu a set of clothes, which were obviously men's, but the embroidery pattern on the cuffs was less than half-embroidered, which seemed a bit rough.

Mingzhu is not good at embroidery, he just hugs it and doesn't move.

"My embroidery is pretty good. If I'm in a hurry, I can help with a few stitches." Qiutang said slowly.

Mingzhu glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Don't bother me, sister, this is embroidered by Fujin himself, we don't deserve to touch it."

Qiutang still smiled: "What my sister said is true."

These people get along very strangely.Qiutang and Yuehua are both first-class maids, even if their qualifications are different, and Fujin's love is more or less, they should not be unfamiliar like two people in the courtyard.

But whether it is Qiutang, Yuehua, or Mingzhu, they all look like they are used to it.

Qiutang stood outside the door for another stick of incense before Yuehua came out from the main room, "Come in."

Mingzhu moved half of her body away, leaving room for Qiutang to enter.

Fujin was sitting in the main room, looking listless, flipping through the ledger in his hand one after another.

"Get up, what's the matter?"

Apart from Fujin and Qiutang, there are only Nanny Wang and Yuehua in the room.Qiutang didn't hesitate and said: "If you go back to Fujin, the servants will go to the firewood room to deliver meals today, who knows... who knows that Die Juan is gone."

Nanny Wang frowned and looked at Fujin.

Fujin's eyes changed, and he asked, "Why not?"

"My servant doesn't know. It just looks like she committed suicide, and there are gnawing marks on her wrists." Qiutang lowered her voice, as if recalling that appearance, she was a little scared.

Fujin was silent for a while, and said: "I see, you should step back first."

Fall:

Tang Gong complied, and backed out with a half-bow.

"Nurse Wang, clean up the firewood room." Fujin put down the ledger, rubbed the space between his brows with his fingers, "I'll check it out in private... let's all go out, I'm tired."

After leaving the main room, Wang Momo took a few people to the backyard, Yuehua took the clothes that Mingzhu had held earlier, and prepared to put them away.

"Sister Yuehua." But Ming Zhu stopped her, looked around, leaned closer and lowered his voice: "Does Fujin still want to keep Qiutang?"

Yuehua's face turned cold, "Are you thinking about this all day?"

"No! I just, I just can't stand her like that, that kind of maid should have been dealt with long ago!"

"Nonsense!" Shi Rong returned to the main courtyard at some point, and happened to hear this, "How can you talk about the master's affairs? Go to the small Buddha hall and kneel by yourself, and come out tomorrow."

Mingzhu has a good relationship with Yuehua, but she has always been most afraid of Shirong. Being punished by kneeling when she heard her talking about her master is already a lenient punishment.

Shi Rong and Yue Hua looked at each other, passed each other again, and went their separate ways.

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......

Wei Zi touched her belly, she knew very well that there was a new life here, but she couldn't feel anything else, and she didn't have any real feeling of being a mother.

For a flower, what kind of mother is not a mother, and a child is not a child.

But what about people?

She recalled the fragments of getting along with Mrs. Wei from the original owner in her memory.

The original owner was Mrs. Wei's first child, and even if it was a daughter, Mrs. Wei loved her dearly.

But more important than a daughter is a husband.

Mrs. Wei can spend several months just preparing a birthday gift for Wei Tong, but she rarely spends more than an hour with the original owner in a day.

This seems to be a very normal phenomenon, because not only the original owner and Mrs. Wei, but also the family members of the female family members that Wei Zi stayed in when he was a flower, were also like this.

Wei Zi thought about it, and it seems that it is not difficult to spend less than an hour every day teasing the child.

"What's Ge Ge thinking? The script has been dropped." Jin E picked up the script that fell on the ground and put it in Wei Zi's hands.

Wei Zi yelled, closed the script, and lay down lazily, with a lazy tone: "I didn't think about anything, I was in a daze."

"Gege is bored. Today's weather is just right and not so hot. Would you like to go to the garden?" Jin'e thought for a while and suggested.

Wei Zi has been rooted in the garden for a long time, not interested in it at all, and shook his head: "It's too far... I don't want to go there."

Jin'e said again: "Meifang made a few new shuttlecocks and played them in the yard for a while.

How about it, or look at it, Meifang kicked really well. "

A few chicken feathers are being kicked around, what's so interesting about it.

Wei Zi's mood faded, and he shook his head again.

Jin E was a little worried, maybe Ge Ge was sick.She didn't think about the happy event, it was only half a month since Meifang's guess was refuted last time, she dared not guess wildly.

Thinking hard, Jin'e wanted to ask Wei Zi if he would listen to the script, but when she looked up, she saw that Wei Zi had fallen asleep, her face was pink, revealing a little bit of delicacy.

She laughed, covered Wei Zi with a thin quilt lightly, and walked out of the bedroom with small steps.

"Slow down, Gege fell asleep."

Ru Yan frowned: "Ge Ge just woke up not long ago, why did he fall asleep again, don't feel uncomfortable somewhere."

"Could it be that I can't ask a doctor to see me because I'm sleepy." Jin'e shook her head. If she invites her, she will be said to be proud of being favored, and she will ask a doctor for a trivial matter.

Ruyan pursed her lips, and thought of this incident, and had other attention in her heart.

When Yinzhen came in the evening, Ruyan brought tea to Su Peisheng, "Grandpa Su quenches his thirst."

Su Peisheng didn't refuse, took the Sancai cup and drank it slowly.

Ru Yan didn't get in the way of him, she handed tea and went to Jin Emeifang's side, speaking in a moderate voice: "I don't know Gege slept all day, I'm a bit out of energy now..."

Meifang rested her chin, "Oh... I don't know, I slept all day yesterday and fell asleep again at night."

Jin'e glanced at Meifang speechlessly, thinking that even if she has no brains, she can still answer the conversation, after all, Ruyan is so powerful.

Ruyan was looking down at her, Jin'e met her with a smile in her eyes, and said: "Perhaps the spirit is not good recently."

Not far away, Su Peisheng's drinking mouth slowed down, but his ears perked up.