The little lady of the Xiucai family (rebirth)

Lin Xiucai can't survive...

Not far from the river, a group of children playing saw Lin Qingyu, and ran to her one by one, ignorant and still not knowing what death meant, they smiled innocently and asked her if she was really about to die?

It was about to rain, Lin Qingyu sat leaning against a big tree, looking down at the busy ants moving.

She has heard these words for many, many years, and she has long been used to them...

For a long time, the group of small and big furry children were still chattering around her, and Lin Qingyu ignored them, but what they said was convincing, as if they had seen the day when she died.

The rain from the sky was tempting, drop by drop.

Lin Qingyu reached out to catch a drop, a slight smile appeared on her pale face, "It's going to rain, you should go home."

As she spoke, she straightened her robe, stood up and went to look for the young lady.

The children also scattered, scrambling to run home.

The sky is gray, like a piece of ink that cannot be melted...

Only the little lady was left washing clothes by the river, and the clothes in the laundry tub were all Lin Qingyu's.

The little lady was as gentle and considerate as in her previous life. Lin Qingyu was sweating continuously during her coma, fearing that she might not be comfortable wearing it, so the little lady changed her underwear frequently, and kept guarding and taking care of her.

Today she woke up, and the little lady went with her to do the laundry.

At first, Mother Lin refused, and Lin Qingyu vomited blood and passed out in front of her eyes. She was very worried, and wished she could keep Lin Qingyu in the room every day and watch her under her nose.

Lin Qingyu made an excuse to go out to get some fresh air, and hit it by mistake. It just so happened that Lin Langzhong also told Lin Mu that she should not be emotionally ups and downs, and she needs to maintain a peaceful mind.

The little lady washes her own clothes...

Although there were many times in the previous life, Lin Qingyu was still very happy. The only thing that made her uneasy was that the little lady should know that she was not a man, but she didn't know what the little lady was thinking...

Since she woke up until now, the little lady has never asked her about concealing her identity, which seems unusual...

Lan Qing hurried and hurried, and finally finished washing when the rain came.

She straightened up, lightly patted her sore lower back, saw Lin Qingyu approaching, her eyes flashed with warmth, "Husband, let's go home."

The little lady was as gentle and calm as ever, and she looked normal.

Lin Qingyu felt guilty, and with a smile on her face, she took the water basin and clothes basket attentively, and pulled the little lady ashore.

The little lady's hands were cold, and they were wrinkled and white after soaking in the water for a long time.

"Little lady, your hands are so cold..."

Lin Qingyu's eyes were full of distress, and when she sensed that the little lady wanted to break free, she couldn't help but tighten her hand tightly, "Little lady, I will warm you up."

"No, I'm not cold..." Lan Qing refused, but when Lin Qingyu held her hand against her face to keep warm, her voice unconsciously weakened.

Looking at each other, Lin Qingyu smiled shyly at the little lady, "Little lady, will this make it less cold?"

The little lady was ashamed, turned her head away and hummed softly.

When Lan Qing was in her boudoir, she saw her unsmiling father who was daunting, and she also saw the indifference and alienation of her gentle and elegant brother. She thought that the best way to get along between husband and wife is to treat each other with respect...

When we got home, it was raining heavily.

It wasn't long before the elders of the Lin family arrived home. Lin Shuisheng was washing his feet in the muddy water in the yard, and Lin's mother was busy driving the chickens in the yard to the cages. There were always three or two chickens that were disobedient and slipped out under her arms flapping their wings.

The door was open, and Lin Qingyu saw it when she walked to the door. She smiled at Lan Qing, and let go of her holding hands, "Little lady, hurry up and get into the house to avoid the rain. I will help mother drive the chickens in."

Lan Qing nodded, took the wooden tub in her hand, and was about to go back to the room to dry the clothes, as the yard couldn't dry them.

Lin Shuisheng's frowning brows relaxed slightly, and he turned his head to the murmuring Lin Mu and said, "Old lady, I'm back."

"Where is it?" Lin's mother turned her head, and when she saw Lin Qingyu, a smile appeared on her face instantly, and she didn't care about the chickens that didn't want to go into the cage, "It can be counted as coming back."

"Mom, I'll help you."

There was a smile in Lin Qingyu's voice, and before she arrived, Lin's mother hurriedly asked her to go back to the house, with a gratified smile on her face, "It's good for mother to come by herself, you go back to the house and lie down, your body is just right, but don't worry about it." Can't get in the rain."

With great strength, Lin's mother pushed Lin Qingyu into the room, "Yu'er, you must take care of your body, don't scare your mother anymore."

It's been two days, but she's still a little scared when she talks about it now...

"Mother, I'm really fine. Uncle Lin said I'm fine." Lin Qingyu laughed dumbfounded, her tone helpless, but in fact it was very useful, and the smile on her face couldn't be faked.

Lan Qing just listened to her words, and knew that she was in a very good mood at the moment, and unconsciously followed the corners of her lips, with a slight smile, undisguised liking, like ripples across the heart lake, just rightly amazing.

It's a pity that it was fleeting and Lin Qingyu missed it.

When Lin's mother went out, Lin Shuisheng had already driven the chickens into the cage and was closing the gate of the yard. He was almost fifty. eye-catching...

Lan Qing walked around the house several times, but couldn't find a good place to dry clothes, so she wanted to pull a rope between the window and the bed.

But the Lin family is really too poor, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the family is destitute.

Lin's mother searched for a long time, but couldn't find any extra hemp rope, so she had to cut a piece of torn clothes that couldn't be broken any more, and used cloth strips to pull a clothesline.

The strips of cloth were cut extremely thin, and the clothes hung on them were precarious, as if they might break at any time.

Listening to the creaking sound, Lan Qing silently glanced at the humble house, feeling puzzled in her heart. The Lin family is so poor, how did they have money for their husband's study and medical treatment?

Not to mention medical treatment, just reading is a big expense, you know, ordinary people can't even afford paper and pen...

Lin Qingyu was a little tired, and lay faceless on the bed without taking off her shoes and socks. Just as she closed her eyes and was about to take a nap, someone grabbed the back of her shirt from behind and pulled it lightly a few times.

Mother Lin left, and there was only her and the little lady in the room.

Sure enough, the little lady's gentle voice sounded from behind her ears, "Husband, are you asleep?"

Lin Qingyu turned her head and saw the little mother frowning slightly, with a confused look on her face, "Husband, your family is so poor, how can your parents have spare money for you to go to school?"

This stopped Lin Qingyu from asking.

She rubbed her slightly blurred eyes and thought for a while, "Save it, both father and mother are very economical, usually don't spend much, after the busy farming season, father will go to the town to work for others, mother also Will take some embroidery work, or do laundry for others..."

Lan Qing listened quietly, half-believing in her heart. Before her home was confiscated, her elder brother was also a scholar. At that time, her mother often complained about the cost of studying, asking the husband for money, and buying a suit...

At that time, she asked casually, and her mother told her that ordinary people cannot afford to support their children to study, and it is not easy for a petty official like them to confess a famous scholar.

After Lin Qingyu finished talking about what she knew, she paused for a while. Seeing that the little lady still looked thoughtful, she sat up curiously and asked, "Little lady, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"It's nothing." Lan Qing shook her head slightly, and for a moment, a little shy, said in a low voice: "I just thought that my parents can support my husband's education, and the family shouldn't be so poor..."

"I have spent all the money," Lin Qingyu felt embarrassed, and under the gaze of the little lady, her face turned reddish, and she forced her respect, "Actually, I didn't spend much. Many books are from my classmates. Borrowed, I only recite the homework assigned by Mr., and hardly buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones..."

"I see……"

Lan Qing suddenly realized, looking at Lin Qingyu, she couldn't help but feel a little more admiration.

Lin Qingyu liked the little lady's gaze, but she was also ashamed of it. After a moment of hesitation, she lay back on the bed again, covering her face tightly, "Little lady, stop talking, I'm going to sleep."

Lan Qing didn't pierce her, but lightly patted her on the back, her eyes drooping slightly, falling on her two legs hanging in mid-air, "Take off your shoes and socks first, it will make sleeping uncomfortable..."

"I'll get up in a while..." Lin Qingyu muffled, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt his ankle being held.

She couldn't help but pause, she didn't even dare to turn her head, she knew how red her face should be.

"Little lady, I'll come by myself, you... you..." Lin Qingyu couldn't tell the little lady to go out, it was still raining outside...

"It's the same for me."

Lan Qing stopped her, her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking about something that couldn't be more ordinary.

While speaking, he took off one of Lin Qingyu's shoes.

"I... I'm not going to sleep..." Lin Qingyu couldn't bear to be blushed when the little lady found out, she hurriedly got out of bed, and was about to back up before she could stand still, her figure was wobbly and almost fell, Lan Qing helped her up in time. He hugged her, lowered his brows and eyes, with a hint of shame mixed with concern, "Didn't your husband wash my feet too?"

Lin Qingyu took a few breaths and managed to calm down, "That's different..."

"What's the difference?"

The little lady raised her head, her eyes were sincere, and she asked her seriously.

Lin Qingyu stopped talking.

Rebirth is a secret, she can't tell the little lady.

In the previous life, the little lady took care of her. In this life, she also wants to take care of the little lady and repay the little lady...