Houmen's concubine

Chapter 21
In the previous life, when Zhang Xiaolan brought the bowl of poison to the corner of Wang Tong'er's mouth, she had a distorted expression of schadenfreude, and even made people feel cold and stern: "Sister Tong'er, don't you think you are beautiful? The second son loves you!" Is this a small face? Tsk tsk! How is it? Isn’t it just a bowl of poison?”

Before Wang Tong'er came back to her senses, she pinched her chin and poured down a bowl of medicine.

I really didn't expect such a thin woman to have such strong hands.

"Hehe! Let you compete with me? To tell you the truth, no one let you die. Your mother took away your contract yesterday."

"Haha! When your mother comes to pick you up, what she picks up is just a corpse!"

"Why are you so beautiful? Let you go out and marry a good man again?"

"Haha..." The heartbroken laughter!
Then he shouted loudly: "Someone is here! Miss Tong'er can't think of committing suicide!"

Thinking of Wang Tong'er is painful...
I wish I could eat a bite of her meat to get rid of my hatred!

This resentment made Wang Tong'er feel uncomfortable in her chest.

It should be produced by the remnant soul of the original owner left in this body.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you!"

Unexpectedly, after I said this sentence, the resentment oppressing my heart and pain disappeared like a thread...
With the departure of that resentment, Wang Tong'er also felt relieved.

When she came back to her senses, she remembered what Granny Chen had said, and guessed: It seems that her time travel really produced a butterfly effect. Looking at it like this, Zhang Xiaolan probably wouldn't be able to marry Mr. Xie.

snort!
No matter what, revenge is still to be reported.

It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!
However, the matter of revenge is put aside for the time being, and the most urgent thing is to see Xie Yuheng first, even if Guanshi Huang is fine.

She was thinking about why the master couldn't see him, and Guanshi Huang disappeared.

Forehead?
As soon as he raised his head, Guanshi Huang's tall and healthy body was striding into the yard from the outside.

"Boss Huang!" Wang Tong'er's eyes sparkled when she saw Huang Yu, and she hurriedly stood up to say hello.

"Well, Miss Tong'er is in good health!" Huang Yu's stern expression slightly restrained when he saw Wang Tong'er, and he nodded politely.

"Thank you, Manager Huang, I'm fine now." Wang Tong'er is still used to calling herself 'I' and not 'I'.

You call yourself a slave, because you were originally dressed in a slave.

"The fever has subsided, so you don't need to drink the medicine. Please go tell Doctor Li that you don't need to decoct the medicine, okay?" Wang Tong'er said to Huang Yu obediently.

My cold is almost healed, and I drink Chinese medicine every day so that my stomach is sour, and my throat seems to be covered with a layer of bitter medicine.

Even if you eat candied fruit, no amount of water can wash away the bitter taste in your throat.

"No, Li Taiyi said that you have to drink medicine for at least seven days to get rid of the root." Huang Yu refused without a break, and still walked away quickly.

"Ah?" Wang Tong'er was still standing there in a daze, what's the matter?

You still need to drink seven days of medicine for a cold?In modern times, a few cold capsules will do the trick.

"Guard Huang, can I go home this afternoon?" Wang Tong'er came back to her senses and hurriedly asked Huang Yu's back.

"Well, come back early. Don't catch cold again!"

After all, it is someone who knows martial arts, so far away, the voice came over lightly.

The key is that the tone is still full of concern, and Wang Tonger's heart is warm when he hears it.

Seeing that Huang Yu agreed, Wang Tong'er said hello to Granny Chen after lunch, wrapped the pastries that Granny Chen had just brought from the kitchen in cattail bags, and brought them to Dad and the others to eat.

Then he walked to the back door of the Hou Mansion's back yard according to his memory.

All they met along the way were busy servants, and they didn't notice Wang Tong'er, an inconspicuous little girl.

Wang Tong'er quickly walked to the backyard gate of the Hou Mansion, and she could see her own small yard far away from the gate.

After all, it was just right for her to be sick, so she leaned against the corner outside the door to rest.After calming down a little, he walked towards the house.

The courtyard door at home was closed tightly, she reached out and pushed it, and the door opened.

"Daddy!"

As soon as she entered the door, she saw her father sitting on a low chair doing handwork - weaving bamboo baskets.

"Huh? Tong'er is back? Have you eaten yet? Daddy is here to make you gnocchi!" Wang Zhong raised his head to see his daughter's return, his eyes lit up, and he asked happily.

While speaking, he also put down the work in his hand, grabbed the low stool with both hands and moved it step by step.

"Daddy, sit there, Tong'er has eaten, have you eaten yet?"

"Daddy is not hungry." Wang Zhong grabbed the low stool with both hands and was about to go to the kitchen.

Wang Tong'er didn't want her father to move the bench vigorously, so she quickly walked over, moved the chair from under the eaves, and let him sit down.

Then he went to the kitchen and wrung out a hot towel to wipe his hands clean, and then took out the pastries he brought home for Wang Zhong to eat: "Daddy, I'm going to cook, you eat a piece of pastry to fill your stomach first."

"No, Tong'er sits down and rests first. Let Daddy come to eat some hot porridge!" Wang Zhong knew that if he didn't eat it, his daughter would definitely not follow him.It's better to go to a hot bowl of porridge left over from the morning to drink.

Wang Tong'er walked quickly into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot, and saw that there were still two bowls of thin vegetable porridge left in the pot.

If he hadn't come back, Daddy would not be willing to eat even this thin bowl of vegetable porridge.

Ugh!
Wang Tong'er felt sore in her heart, the life of most poor families in ancient times was like this.

Not to mention the famine years......

This kind of life is basically extinct in modern times.

Wang Tong'er waited for Dad to finish his meal, and helped him clean the pots and bowls.Said to him: "Daddy, I'll go to Uncle Wang's house next door."

"Okay, do you want Daddy to accompany you?"

"Need not."

Dad has limited mobility, and it will be more convenient when he has a wheelchair in the future.

There is no one to save him talking at home all day, it's too lonely.

Uncle Wang's house is next to his house, just a few steps away.

The courtyard door of his house was open, and Wang Tong'er shouted: "Uncle Wang, is Aunt Wang at home?"

"here I am!"

Following a hearty female voice, a woman of medium build with a round face wearing a coarse cotton coat came out quickly.

"Oh! It's Tong'er, please come in!"

"Sister Tong'er."

Aunt Wang also came out with her second son, 16-year-old Wang Jiagen. When the young man saw Wang Tong's fair face when he was a child, his cheeks turned red immediately.Rubbing his hands together, he grinned awkwardly at Wang Tong'er.

When Wang Tong'er saw him smiling, she showed her white teeth.

hehe!This kid isn't going on a blind date, so why be nervous?
Wang Tong'er still thinks that she is still in her 20s!
Forget that at this time, I am two years younger than him.

　Wang Tong'er lived a leisurely life in Qingsongyuan. She was taken care of when she was sick, and she could sneak away home.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)