No Misfortune Self-Help Guide

The next day's weather was still not clear, and after Ubuyashiki had eaten, someone sent a message outside the door.

"Master, the matter of Lizi was interrogated yesterday, and the mistress invited you to come to the front hall."

"What was the result of the interrogation?"

Mibuyashiki looked at the white ghost who was silent at the side, and asked calmly through the door.

"The mistress said that there are some things that need you to go to make a conclusion."

Sitting on the tatami, Wu Mi looked a little gloomy.

He thought a lot in a flash.

How could the mistress of the Miyayashiki family care about her dispensable son on a whim?

He clenched his fists tightly, after all, every year the pharmacist concluded that he was terminally ill and would not survive this year.

One hand held Wu Mi's hand and broke his clenched fist.

Several arc-shaped guides have been pinched out on the thin and bloodless palm.

"Go."

Wu Mi understood the white ghost's meaning from his silent lips.

In fact, he could refuse this short "going out" with reasons such as discomfort, but since the white ghost said it, there is a high probability that there is no danger.

He felt at ease, and said to the servant, "Wait for me outside."

Wu Can not usually leave his own yard, and the rest of Ubuyashiki's family would not be happy to see him.

He always wears a white undercoat to stay indoors at a moderate temperature, in case a little wind blows and catches him with deadly wind chill or fever.

Miyashiki put on a black kimono because he was going out, and opened the door after the white ghost hid.

The servant holding a yellow oil-paper umbrella bowed and stood at the door, and scanned his room inside and out after Wu Mi opened the door.

Everything is business as usual, nothing is added or subtracted.

"Who allowed you to look at my room with such eyes?"

Wu Mi immediately felt that the servant's gaze made him very uncomfortable, and his face immediately became gloomy.

"Yes, sir."

The servant bowed his head obediently, and held the umbrella for Wu Mi.

The continuous rain made the temperature not too warm, and he was unhappy to walk without misfortune. Against the gloomy sky, his face became more and more bloodless.

All kinds of green plants planted in the courtyard are lush and lush, only the purple and white intertwined flowers on the wisteria trellis are falling to the ground by the rain.

Wu Mi knows very well that people living in a big family pay attention to giving and giving back. He was determined by the pharmacist to be absolutely impossible to live a long life, so naturally no one would pay for this inevitable loss-making deal.

It's just that it's not difficult for the Ubuyashiki family to raise one more sick child, and they can even leave a good reputation for years of care and affection when he dies. That's why he has a completely different and deformed life from others environment.

Everyone, everyone felt that he might die in his sleep at any moment, or stop breathing due to some minor complication.

But Musan Yashiki never wanted to die. He resented those who were able to run freely, and resented those around him who ignored his will to survive.

And the white ghost who came suddenly broke his inherent world, and made him no longer completely immersed in resentment. He had other emotions, and there were more things like "popularity".

Wu Mi believes in the white ghost. Although he doesn't know why the white ghost wants to help him, he knows that there will be no rewards for his efforts, so he will not lose money.

Wu Mi reached out and touched the bones belonging to the white ghost hidden in his coat, and walked into the front hall that he hadn't been to for some years.

A lady wearing a kimono with various patterns of flowers and brocade clusters sat kneeling in front of a low table, followed by two maids who were also kneeling.

"Mother."

Wuyou called out calmly, and knelt down in front of the low table.

Mrs. Miyashiki frowned slightly, "It's out of style, why don't you tie your hair up."

"Mother, you forgot, I haven't taken the Yuan ceremony yet."

Yuanfu, that is, the coming-of-age ceremony, should be held when the man is 12 years old, but Wu Mi's illness is capricious every year, and this matter is delayed over time, so that he should do Meidouliang's hairstyle after 12 years old , and have not done Yuanfu's hair bundle.

On weekdays, Wu Mi's dissemination in his own room will naturally not be seen by Madam Yuyashiki, nor will he be remembered.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Ubuyashiki frowned even more, "I will send you a black hat."

She looked at Muyashiki Mumi, who was so weak that a gust of wind could blow it down, but whose appearance unexpectedly inherited all the advantages of the Miyashiki Patriarch and her, and felt more and more unhappy.

This appearance, even the women in the imperial family would fall in love with it, but Nai He's short-lived appearance, it is useless to stay in the maternity house.

Her voice was cold, "Are you not used to Reiko, so you slandered her and wanted to assassinate you?"

"I do not have."

The fists under Wumai's robe were clenched tightly, as if a flame was burning in his heart.

However, Mrs. Miyashiki didn't pay attention to Wuyou's answer. She glanced to the side, "There are already two maids who have been scolded by you. I asked Reiko to leave the Miyashiki house. Next, Linghua will take care of you personally."

She stood up, obviously not intending to listen to Wu Mi's words, "Next time you change the maid, don't make trouble in this way, let others see the joke."

The maid on the right side of Mrs. Ubuyashiki leaned over to Wuyou, "Master, I am Reika."

"I want to drive her away, why use this method?"

Wucan's face was gloomy, and the depression and rebellion in his eyes made Mrs. Miyashiki even more displeased.

"Don't fool around."

After speaking, she left the front hall with another maid.

Wu Mi sat in the front hall and didn't move for a long time, not because he didn't want to move, but because he was too angry, his heartbeat increased and his body became heavier, and his hands and feet were a little weak.

He put his hand on his chest, touched the white ghost's ribs again, and closed his eyes until his breathing calmed down after a long time.

Linghua has been quietly kneeling opposite Wu Mi, until Wu Mi stood up against the wall, and then she held up the umbrella, "Master, are you going back to the living room?"

"Ah."

Wu Mi walked down the somewhat damp corridor in the front hall, surrounded by a new maid holding an oiled paper umbrella.

From here, you can see the gate of the Ubuyashiki family's residence. At this time, a man in a dark blue official uniform is talking with his servants in front of the gate.

"My Majesty Abe Noriyu, I don't know if Lord Liyang is in the house if I take the liberty of visiting here?"

"Master Abe, the owner is not in the mansion right now, please come in and have a cup of hot tea."

"Since Master Li Yang is not here, I'd better come to visit another day."

Wu Mi was about to look away, but the visiting Abe family just happened to look up, revealing a pair of clear black eyes under the umbrella.

Noriyu Abe smiled at Wu Mi through the dense rain curtain, but Wu Mi turned his head and left with the maid without stopping.

"Who was the one who passed by just now?" Noriyu Abe asked the servant of the Miyashiki family in front of him.

"Oh, that one," the servant looked back, "it's Young Master Wu Mi, who is in poor health and is usually recuperating."

"I see."

The author has something to say: Well, I think... I finished the Valentine's Day in the main text, and my thoughts suddenly became empty. By the way, the Valentine's Day episode is not a car.