Chapter 6
After three or five days, Xue Shun felt much better. He no longer spoke with a hoarse voice, his stomach no longer hurt, and he no longer vomited after eating.
He felt that he was well again and refused to take medicine anymore.
The doctor could only say: "You still have to be careful, don't be greedy for cold, and don't eat raw or cold food."
Shen Jiao, Jin Yu and the others took note of everything and even became more careful when using ice, but Xue Shun did not appreciate it.
As soon as May came, the weather became increasingly hot and humid. He just wanted to drink some cold drinks and eat some sweet melons, or at least have two melons rinsed with cold water.
Wearing warm clothes all day and eating hot soup and rice really makes people want to die.
Pulling at his clothes anxiously, he had just stolen a piece of ice when Shen Jiao came in, holding a bowl of steaming black soup and saying with a smile, "Sir, the sour plum soup is ready."
Xue Shun read her sinister intentions in her seemingly eternal smile - damn it!
She either wanted to scald him to death, or to heat him to death, or to make him sweat dry, or... She saw him stealing ice cream, and she deliberately didn't want him to eat it, wanting him to hold it in his hand and feel the heartache of the ice cream he had finally snatched melt away bit by bit until it turned into a puddle of water.
This seemingly obedient, loyal, and dull-witted liar who is actually insidious, cunning, and only loves to laugh at others, is really, very good!
Xue Shun thought with gritted teeth.
Shen Jiao: ...
Why is he looking at me? And with such a fierce look, could it be that... he found out that we secretly chilled sour plum soup and didn't give it to him?
Oh, it’s not a big deal. Just ask me, and I’ll give it to you. I’m not the one who’s sick, so it’s not wrong to be obedient.
"Young Master?"
"Put it down and go out. I'll drink it later."
"yes."
It's a bit strange. When I brought him a cup of hot tea in the morning, he asked me to stand and fan myself with a fan before he would stop. Now he is so easy to talk to?
Shen Jiao was sure that there was something wrong here.
Not long after he went out, he came back quietly with a plate of cut fruits and appeared in front of the door unexpectedly.
Xue Shun, who was struggling to chew the ice: ...
Shen Jiao suddenly realized:
"Sir, the doctor said you must not eat raw or cold food now."
Shen Jiao frowned worriedly.
Xue Shun said with a mouth full of ice: "Get out of here."
Tsk, why are you still angry and embarrassed?
"I'll take my leave." The moment Shen Jiao lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curled up and she almost broke her face with laughter.
Xue Shun: ...
"Put the fruit down!"
"yes."
No one knew how he was fiddling with the food in the house. Anyway, when Shen Jiao was changing the ice in the afternoon, he saw a few melon seeds floating in it. When he was collecting the bowls, he could still feel some cold water droplets on the bowl that had been used to hold sour plum soup. He only took a few bites of dinner before asking them to leave. At night, the doctor's hand was on his wrist.
"Don't worry, Master Seventeen. It's nothing serious. You just caught a cold. You'll feel better after taking two doses of medicine. But you have to be extra careful with your diet in the future. Don't eat cold food or anything raw or cold."
The two of them must not be bitten by him so hard, almost threateningly,
"Severe diarrhea can also be fatal."
Xue Shun moved his lips and muttered, "I understand."
The man, who was not fat to begin with, became even thinner after all the tossing and turning. One day when Shen Jiao was tying his belt, four words suddenly popped up in his mind - too weak to wear clothes.
He looks pitiful just by looking at his figure, and his temper is as violent as a dog. He is really not worthy of sympathy. He is also a very poor man. He can't even spend the money for the May 5th Festival. A group of people have to surround him and take care of this sickly person. He doesn't even have time to go out and play.
No wonder many people in Liao'e Courtyard were thinking about how to abandon him.
He probably knew about it, and suddenly became much gentler and more talkative. He even asked them to take advantage of the excitement of the Tongcai Festival to have fun, saying:
"I don't have much to do here, just leave one person to serve me, and the rest of you can go and play if you want."
The person who stayed behind was naturally Shen Jiao, whom he disliked.
Jinyu, Yinhua and the others thanked him verbally, but they were not very happy in private.
"There's not even any reward money, what's the fun? Originally, I wanted to tailor new clothes and buy some jewelry, but now... Humph, I'm lucky enough not to be laughed at by other maids for being poor."
Yinhua complained,
"It's true that people have different fates. We are all maids in Tongcai Villa. Look at other places and then look at us. With a master like this, I feel like I'm still living in a nightmare every time I open my eyes."
Jin Yu patted her and said, "Okay, stop complaining. It's good enough that you can go out. It's better than staying in the yard with him. By the way, Shen Jiao, if you have anything you want, we can bring it back for you when we go out."
"No, I have everything."
"That's right, you live as carelessly as a man. What could you possibly want?" Yinhua glanced at her few rouge and powder items. They were all from the quota, without even a hint of novelty. "Jiaojiao, you can't be so gloomy. You have to have something you like, right?"
"I do."
"What is it?"
"Myself."
"Why do people nowadays like to say things without saying anything?" Yinhua rolled her eyes and ignored her.
Jin Yu couldn't help but pinch Shen Jiao's face and said, "I like you too."
"Oh, who told me to be so likable?" Shen Jiao adjusted her hair and pretended to be troubled.
The yard was soon empty, and the silence made the place seem even more remote and desolate. Shen Jiao seldom even went out of the yard, but he knew that the outside world was now very lively, with stalls and performances filling the streets and alleys. Everyone in the village was talking about the lively scenes and new things outside.
But this Liao'e Courtyard is different. There is no decoration for the event, and the master doesn't seem to be very interested.
"Sir, don't you want to go out for a walk?"
"You want to go out?"
"In no mood."
"Well, that would be great."
Xue Shun spoke in a sarcastic tone, and it was obvious that he didn't believe what she said.
But from Shen Jiao's point of view, it was clearly him who wanted to go out and play, otherwise why would he go to a high place to look outside?
Shen Jiao, who had been sunbathing with him for half an hour:
"Sir, you really don't want to go out for a walk?"
"You can go if you want."
"I don't want to, I'm just afraid you'll get a heat stroke if you keep looking at me."
“…”
"I'm fine."
Xue Shun didn't even turn his head. Shen Jiao was holding an umbrella behind him to block the sun, and his arms were numb from holding it.
"You must be tired from standing all the time, right?"
"That's true..."
Shen Jiao looked at him expectantly, but he didn't say anything. The next day, he asked Shen Jiao to carry a chair, which was a big, heavy, smooth bamboo chair that you could lie down on. As soon as she put her foot down, he said he was thirsty.
Shen Jiao came back with the water, but he complained about having no place to put it. She went to move a table, and he settled down, but then he complained about not being able to see outside clearly...
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