Cousin girl's salted fish life

Chapter 2

Huilan went out of the yard and called Uncle Li at the gate to go in, and was picked up by Bao Yanshi, who was waiting outside the yard, and escorted back to her room.

It wasn't until she entered the room that she was stripped of her cloak and changed into her shoes and helped her to sit on a chair. She, who was like a wandering soul, was wiped with a hot handkerchief to wipe her face and came back to life.She turned her head in a daze, and saw the previous aunt—it should be Mama Wang who had taken the box in her hand and put it on the chair next to her, and was wiping her hands, "Girl, are you hungry? meal."

She waved her hand, and four maids came in with food boxes, one after another, they walked to the table quietly with lowered eyebrows, put food and drink on half the table, and then retreated one by one. .Looking at the snacks and drinks on the table, Whelan felt her chest was congested and she was not hungry at all.

That Wang Mama was very active, standing next to her to pick up some snacks and vegetables for her, "The girl is still young and weak, but you must take care of yourself and eat on time, so as not to worry about the master when you get sick again!"

Whelan froze, yes, the little girl was already in poor health, if her father knew how sad it would be.This small body doesn't look solid, and I'm short of breath just after walking a few steps in the room, and I'm afraid I might get sick if I don't eat on time.That father was so sick, wouldn't it make people feel uneasy if she got sick again.Thinking of this, she took a deep breath before she started to eat, and Mother Wang hurriedly fed her in relief.Uh... so embarrassing, but it's a pity that she is now a three-headed little bean. She probably doesn't even know how to use chopsticks, so she can only accept it happily.

After finally finishing the breakfast that she couldn't take care of herself, she walked a few laps in the ancient lady's big room to digest her food, and was carried back to the bed again. Whelan hugged the box given by her father in her arms, and Put it in the bed.

Mother Wang treated the little girl well and advised her to take off her coat and lie down to rest.Whelan blinked and felt that she was not sleepy yet, "Good mom, I'm not sleepy yet, just sit on the back for a while, mom will talk to me." In order to find out a little bit about the situation, Whelan shamelessly decided to act cute, while As he spoke, he shook Mama Wang's hand.

Mama Wang gave a doting smile, took a pillow and put it behind her, pulled the quilt to cover her legs, and asked someone to bring a cup of fruit tea, and sat down on the side of the bed after making her comfortable, "Girl What do you want to say, mother listen."

Whelan felt more at ease. He was so considerate and caring for an orphan who was about to lose his father, so he was a trustworthy person.Thinking of that father, she sighed and her eyes turned red, "Father, he..."

Ms. Wang stopped laughing immediately, and couldn't help but her eyes were red, "Good girl, don't be afraid. Master is Wenquxing, the only second-class Jinshi in Wuxun. If it is true... then God let him return to the throne Well. You don’t dare to be too sad and hurt your body, so that the master...would not feel at ease." After a pause, she continued, "The master is a very smart person, and he sent a letter to the girl's grandfather's house five days ago. It is thousands of miles away from Yanjing, and the old man is getting old, but the two uncles are at home for the late old lady Ding You, and they will definitely come when they receive the letter. The snow has not fallen this winter, so the road will not be difficult, uncle The master will be here in a few days. The aunt also sends people to visit every now and then. In the morning, the master has already sent someone to deliver the letter to the aunt and aunt, and several masters in the clan have also sent letters."

The meaning of these words couldn't be clearer. The two held hands and looked at their teary eyes. Whelan could only nod. Fortunately, Whelan had already gotten a lot of information from these few words.

After they calmed down, drank water and chatted some gossip, they saw a ten-year-old maid come in and report to the master that someone had sent something.Huilan reckoned that it was something her father had said before, so Ms. Wang told her to put the things outside, and then packed them up for her and went out to look at them.

In the center of the spacious room, there were four red wooden boxes as high as her neck. The boxes were only wrapped around the corners without any decorations. The three male servants who delivered the things hadn't left yet, and they were standing by the door with their heads bowed.The box and the previous wooden box seem to have two styles, presumably there is a distinction between high and low.They all bowed and saluted when they saw Whelan, but before Whelan could react, they had already stood up straight.The leading manservant in his 30s and [-]s was dressed differently from the two behind him. He stood upright, lowered his head and said to Huilan, "This is what the master told the girl. The master said that even he is the only one in our house." The girl still knows a little bit about these books and scrolls, so I gave them all to the girl. I hope the girl will make good use of them and don't miss these good things. The girl is still young, so there is no need to worry. Please remember to take care of them, Mrs. Wang gone."

Hearing that Huilan nodded, it seems that this father is really a wonderful flower in this family of generals, who hates martial arts and loves writing.I have explained to her before, and I will explain it again, it seems that I still really love these things.Ms. Wang turned around and squatted in one direction to salute, "You go back to the master, this servant has written it down, and I will definitely help the girl put it away." Huilan's eyelids moved, indicating that she had learned the etiquette of a woman. .

Then Ms. Wang led her to open the boxes one by one. There were two boxes of scrolls, one box of thread-bound books, and one box of boxes of different sizes. They opened up to be the authentic Four Treasures of the Study.Whelan secretly sighed, even if she didn't know them, she knew they were cultural relics.Thinking about how a semi-literate He De can get these good treasures with culture and connotation, she will have to study hard in the future, otherwise she will feel guilty looking at these treasures.

After she read it all over, Ms. Wang covered the boxes and told the head servant to direct the people to carry the boxes to the warm pavilion and put them away gently.The male servant complied, led the people to put everything in place, bowed to Whelan and backed out.Before leaving, Whelan caught sight of the servant and Mama Wang exchanging glances.

Mother Wang waved all the maids in the room to retreat, and led Huilan back to the inner room.Her face was so heavy that Whelan didn't dare to speak, she wrinkled her face and thought wildly.When she regained her senses and was hugged and sitting on the edge of the bed, Whelan asked doubtfully, "Mom..."

Mama Wang sat on the footrest, "That's Cheng Shoucai. You don't see many girls, so you don't know him. His grandfather and father-in-law, like the servants, came down from the battlefield with the old man. His father took care of the size of the family. Zhuangzi, he was the master's companion since he was a child. He was named by the master. He was a servant by the master's side and took care of the house's external affairs. The father and son are the master's people, and they are the most loyal."

Whelan nodded to accept it, that is a capable and loyal servant, like a right-hand man.

After a few more gossips, Whelan's eyelids opened up.Ms. Wang fed her another half glass of water, and took her to the toilet, er, the toilet solved the physical problem, and then she was laid down and fell asleep.

With something on her mind, Whelan didn't sleep well.After an unknown amount of time, she vaguely heard someone shouting outside, and she woke up in a jerk.Yi Gulu sat up, and was about to get out of bed as soon as he lifted the curtain.As soon as she hit the ground, two young maids about ten years old ran in quickly.Seeing that she was up, they hurried over, one helped her put on her clothes, and the other helped her put on her shoes.The dresser also comforted her, "Don't worry, girl, be careful of catching a cold."

"What's going on outside, what happened?" Whelan panicked and asked anxiously.

"Auntie, auntie, auntie, second old master, and second master are here, and they are in the master's room. Butler Li sent someone to tell the girl to come over immediately." The little maid who comforted her was articulate, and Huilan was startled when she said a few words , "Where is Mother Wang?"

"Mama Wang wants to come and settle the person who is following in the front hall. She is an internal manager." This little girl is not bad, she is young, she is organized, and she is a talent.Hurriedly packing up, Whelan was held firmly by a fat middle-aged aunt and walked out.

Walking halfway, I met Ms. Wang and another mother who were rushing over, and a group of people surrounded Huilan and rushed there.

When they finally arrived at the place, Uncle Li and Cheng Youcai were guarding the door. When they saw her coming, they immediately opened the door to let her through.

After landing her feet on the ground, Whelan quickly rushed in to the bed without looking at the men, women and children sitting on both sides of the bed.Looking at her father who could calmly talk to her a few hours ago, now his face was covered with ashes, and he didn't even have the energy to smile at her, Whelan burst into tears, her legs were so weak that she almost fell to the ground.She felt someone hugging her from behind, "Good Huier, don't cry." There was a crying tone in the voice.

With tears in his eyes, his father looked at her reluctantly, then looked behind her, raised his hand to point at Huilan, opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and just stared at her with his glasses wide open.The female voice behind her who comforted her before finally cried, "Don't worry, brother, Huier is my real daughter."

Hearing this, the father seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his wide-open eyes slowly closed, and his raised hand fell back on the bed.The person on the bed remained silent.Whelan was taken aback for a moment, then grabbed the cold and thin big hand in front of her with shaking hands, looked at his face again, and finally burst into tears.

Whelan was so carried away with tears, her sadness and fear erupted at this moment, like the Yellow River flooding and out of control, and finally passed out from crying.

In February of the fifth year of Xianqing, the third generation Uncle Xiangcheng died of illness at the age of 25

　Thank you for the recommendation ticket, the first one I wrote for the first time, I will keep it in my heart, and I am very grateful.

　　


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