C51

I lay on my bed. Through the paper window, I saw the newly sprouted branches outside slightly sway in the wind. Occasionally, I would hear the chirping of birds, but it was exceptionally quiet. I randomly took a book from the bedside drawer. It was "Zhou Yi". When I wasn't dreaming, I actually pulled out such a book. I raised my eyebrows.

Little by little I heard voices, and Red Jade came into the room, supporting Grandmother in her navy blue dress. Grandmother saw me lying on the bed, reading a book, a smile on her face.

"Grandmother!" I wanted to get up, but Red Jade pressed me down in three steps. Grandmother followed behind me and quickly walked over. She sat on the bed and probed my forehead with her hand.

"Fortunately, it's not burning." Grandmother relaxed, and the frown at the corner of her mouth relaxed.

"Her granddaughter's body is still strong and healthy." I stretched out my arm in a powerful gesture.

"He's already so thin, how can he still be strong?" Grandmother took my arm in her hand. "I want to eat more!"

Grandmother's servant stood in the hall with two red lacquer boxes in her hands. Two of the women brought in large black lacquer tables and replaced the small mahogany table on my kang. Porridge dishes were served one after another with steam rising from them. The red date glutinous rice cake looked like a rabbit and the red date mud mountain medicine cake looked like a rose. They were placed on top of a sweet and white porcelain plate.

"I've troubled Grandmother." I lowered my eyes. It was the time for my grandmother to eat breakfast. These meals were all extremely time-consuming and hard to eat. I guessed that my grandmother either ate breakfast early or hadn't eaten yet.

"You silly child." Grandmother saw that I liked her, and she had a big smile on her face.

Grandmother sat on the other side of the kang and watched me drink half a bowl of porridge, eat a few pastries, chat with me for a while, and then go back to the house with the help of the red jade. I was sitting on the kang reading a book when, at noon, Mother Du came in with another group of servants to deliver lunch.

"Mommy, go back first. Tell the maidservants in my room to send the plates over." I said to Mama Du with a smile.

Mother Du smiled amiably, "The old lady has instructed me that I will only be able to return after watching Miss eat." Grandmother had actually sent such an errand for Mama Du. I sighed. I had no appetite for sickness, so I wanted to reward them so that I could only eat.

Seeing that I had finished my meal, Mother Du smiled, bowed, and left with the servants.

"Did the trees outside turn green?" I looked up at Lina.

"It's green, what's wrong, Miss?" Green Pine played with the flowers in the Dendrobium.

"Help me out to take a look!"

"That won't do!" After hearing this, Lu Ping's little face wrinkled, "The young mistress has just recovered from her illness. How can she go out and take the wind?" Finally, I was helped back to bed by Lu Ping, known as "recuperation." Usually, he would wake up in the morning to pay respects to his grandmother, eat breakfast together, then return to his room to read and write. In the afternoon, he would take lessons in Lil 'Red, and in the evening, he would also pay respects to his grandmother. They would have dinner together, and he would chat with his grandmother during the evening.

"Why aren't the girl and her mother here?" I lay on the bed and looked at the green duckweed on my feet, sewing.

"Lu Ping lowered her head, exposing the nape of her neck." Yesterday, Sister Gong came here with her daughter, but Miss Mu Zi was actually sick. As a child, I was afraid that she might get sick and sent her away. " Lu Ping easily cut the thread through the needle.

"Great!" You're still looking down on me! " I reached out my hand to grab Lu Ping, who was ticklish and chuckled. That's right, this girl is a child. It would be bad if she was infected by me. Sister Gong loved her child dearly, so naturally, she wasn't willing to let this girl take the risk. Was her mother in the manor doing well?

"I'm tired. You can leave." Thinking of Aunt Wang, he felt sour in his heart, but he didn't have the ability to change the situation. It was because he was too weak. Thinking about it like this, it was as if the stagnation in his breathing became more and more painful.

Lu Ping carefully opened the tent and quietly retreated.

When I opened my eyes, it was time to turn on the light again. Grandmother was sitting on a stool in front of my bed.

"Grandmother!" I cried, feeling better than I did during the day.

"You're awake." Grandmother's voice was hoarse. She reached for the teacup on the table, took me in her arms, and gave me some tea.

I leaned back against the pillow and looked at my grandmother's white hair. I could not help but feel sorry for her, and when I looked down, I saw her old hand resting on the intricately patterned surface of the blanket. Grandmother sounded rich and prosperous, and in the middle, there was a lot of heartache that was not recognized. Everyone could only see the beautiful scenery outside, but who would have thought that she would feel such bitterness?

Red Jade pushed open the door with a small box in her hand. The moment she opened the box, a faint fragrance wafted into the air.

"How about a taste?" Grandmother took the bowl and fed it to me. It had a light salty taste, making people feel warm and peaceful.

After dinner, Red Jade helped me lie down on the bed, closed the door for us two and left.

"How did he fall into the water just like that?" Grandmother put down the book in her hands and gently twirled a string, each sound distinct in the silence of the night.

"It was the Xue Clan's Second Miss who pushed me into the water." I glanced at the dress hanging on the clothes rack. What was this luxurious material used to hide?