Chapter 10
Zhang Yunniang ignored the man's surprise and explained in a gentle voice: "Lie on the bed and cry for a while, cry for a while, cover yourself with the quilt and cry for a while, you will feel better."
After he finished speaking, he considerately covered the man's head and toes with the quilt.
The person who just had a sore nose and couldn't stop crying was covered in a quilt, not knowing whether to cry or not, and the tears were choked in his throat.
It was pitch black in front of him, and the quilt was covering him tightly. Jun Qingmo had difficulty breathing, so he reached out and pulled the quilt away.
Zhang Yunniang saw him lying in bed, perhaps because he had not found the right position.
According to her experience, if light penetrates the quilt, it will disrupt the emotions that have been brewing. She must ensure that the quilt is covered tightly in darkness so that she can have a complete cry.
So, she worked hard outside to help adjust the quilt, and if she saw any light leaking out, she would quickly reach out and press it down.
The more Jun Qingmo pulled at the quilt, the tighter it covered him, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger.
The struggle coming from under the quilt became more and more intense. Zhang Yunniang let go in confusion, and the quilt was lifted up, revealing the handsome face that was flushed red.
Zhang Yunniang asked doubtfully, "So fast?"
Looking at the red tip of the pen and the tip of the ear, he said again, not giving up, "Will you really stop crying for a while?"
Jun Qingmo burst out laughing when he heard this, with tears still in the corners of his eyes, but he couldn't control his laughter. This situation was indescribably funny.
When he smiled, Zhang Yunniang couldn't help laughing too, and the laughter of the two of them lingered in the room for a long time.
As he laughed, Jun Qingmo burst into tears again.
At this moment, I cried without any restraint.
He was betrayed by the person he had been like a brother to since childhood, despised by the person he regarded as his own mother, and his position as the crown prince was taken away by others.
He was honored and favored in the first half of his life, but ended up in a miserable situation now.
Zhang Yunniang watched the person crying uncontrollably, covered him with a quilt, and let him cry alone. She then quietly retreated.
She couldn't do anything here, and it might even affect the other party's emotional release. It would be better to leave temporarily and leave the space to Jun Qingmo.
And as a worker, she still has a lot of work to do.
Looking at the huge yard, she sighed in her heart.
Having a large family and a lot of wealth is also a big burden.
Cleaning every day takes a lot of time, but fortunately she can make her own decisions and not every place needs to be swept and wiped every day.
She divided the entire yard and the surrounding rooms into sections, and only cleaned the areas that were less likely to get dirty every two or three days, greatly reducing the workload.
While doing his own work, he secretly went back to see what the man was doing, in case he suddenly had some bad thoughts and did something stupid.
When it was time for dinner, Zhang Yunniang took some food to find Jun Qingmo. She stood outside the door and tried to listen to the noise inside, but there was silence.
Looking inside through the gaps in the hollow patterns, the person was actually sitting up, but his mood didn't seem to have improved much.
I saw that person sitting silently against the head of the bed, with tear marks on his face from crying, looking lifeless.
Zhang Yunniang brought out the food and handed it to him, but he didn't take it. She sighed and put the food on the small table beside the bed.
Forget it. When people are sad, it takes time to digest the emotion. The food is here. You will always know to eat when you are hungry.
"Do you need me to talk to you?"
The man shook his head.
"Or I can take you out of the house for a walk? I'm not familiar with the house, but I'm very familiar with the outside world."
The man shook his head.
"Do you want to be alone, Second Young Master?"
The man nodded.
After receiving the order, Zhang Yunniang went out to do her own thing.
She looked at the two basins of soaked clothes and sheets and had no time to feel depressed too.
When everything was done, not only did my back and waist ache, but I really wanted to lie down and move.
If it was just her, she would just not eat if she didn't want to.
But there was Jun Qingmo. She resisted the urge to rest and went to the cafeteria to get food.
When I came to the bed again, the man was still sitting there motionless, looking out the window, like a wooden man, and he hadn't touched his lunch at all.
Zhang Yunniang took away the uneaten food and replaced it with fresh food. They wouldn't starve to death after one or two meals, and she didn't want to interfere too much.
It’s not that she is cold-hearted. She has been overloaded with the heavy workload every day and the need to take care of Jun Qingmo all the time.
This yard covers a large area, and now she is responsible for everything inside and outside the house, doing everything herself.
In addition, she also has to take time to do some cultivation experiments. If she stops without caring, all her previous efforts will be in vain.
Not to mention that she works around the clock every day, how could she have the energy to take care of that person?
The most important thing is this, and people have to think it through themselves.
If you don't let go of the knot in your heart, everything will be in vain. She can't cheer people up just by saying a few words of comfort.
She took care of him as much as possible, which was considered as fulfilling her duty as master and servant.
Zhang Yunniang is a person with little patience. At first, she thought she could understand the other person's feelings, and that it would take time to adjust to the emotional loss.
But at noon the next day, Jun Qingmo still hadn't eaten or drunk anything, and was lying on the bed like a puppet, lifeless.
She was angry.
She was still a civilized person and decided to use courtesy before force.
"Second Young Master, hurry up and have lunch. Today's dishes are sour and spicy, very delicious. Would you like to try them?"
When the food was brought to Jun Qingmo, Jun Qingmo glanced at her and turned his head away again.
She moved her bowl following people's gaze.
"Look, there are still some sour beans. This is all I have left in the jar of sour beans I pickled. If you don't eat them now, you'll have to wait a long time before you can eat them again."
She picked up a piece and put it next to the person's mouth. The person's mouth was tightly closed as if it was sewn shut, and he kept turning his head away.
Jun Qingmo kept dodging, and the more he dodged, the more annoyed he became. He waved his hand and dumped a bowl of food directly on the quilt.
Jun Qingmo was stunned by the sudden change. His heart trembled and he became timid for a moment. The word "it's over" floated before his eyes. He had gone too far.
At this moment, he didn't care about life or death, and secretly glanced at Zhang Yunniang.
But he found that the man was not as furious as he had imagined. Instead, he calmly picked up the spilled food.
Jun Qingmo apologized subconsciously, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry."
"Are you ready?"
"What?"
"If you've figured it out, then live well. If you really don't want to live anymore, there's a long piece of cloth next to you. Just pull it around your neck and it will be over. There's no need to pretend to want to die."
Zhang Yunniang pointed to the clean white cloth placed next to her. It was a long cloth that was specially torn to make it easier for Jun Qingmo to go to the toilet. It was folded into a thick layer so that people could use it as a pad when going to the toilet.
"I'm sorry, I." Jun Qingmo stammered and apologized, but he didn't know what to explain.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, that's all your own business. I'm just a worker. My boss is gone, so I'll just go out and find another job."
"If you really wanted to die, why didn't you go then? Even if it's worse now, can it be worse than the last time?"
"Man, you're just sitting around doing nothing and feeling depressed all day. Is that what the sages and wise men taught you? Can any difficulty bring you down? Can you lose your temper when you encounter a little setback? You're only letting yourself down."
"If you want to eat this meal, then eat it. If you don't want to eat it, forget it. As for this life, you can take it if you want it or not. It's your business. At worst, when you die, I can collect your body and that will be considered as fulfilling our previous kindness."
"Now tell me, do you want to eat this meal?"
Jun Qingmo lowered his head like a quail, not daring to say more after being scolded, "I'll eat it."
"Okay, I'll go get another one."
The meal was eaten.
Zhang Yunniang thought to herself that this man was quite obedient and not so stubborn as to be beyond redemption.
Tragedy is about destroying beautiful things in front of people, and conversely, isn’t comedy about piecing broken things together in front of people?
She really wanted to repay a favor, she really wanted to keep her job, and she really couldn't bear to see the genius destroyed.
If you ask her if she really cares so much about money, why should she just find another employer? Why go through so much trouble?
She wanted to say.
If you have a job, you can complete your fixed work tasks in about one or two hours every day, and the rest of the time you can do whatever you want. Even if you are lazy all day or even sneak out of the house, no one will restrain you.
Apart from traveling far away, you can have enough time to do whatever you want.
There is no commuting anxiety, no professional intrigue, and no endless shift work.
The food is served in the cafeteria and the taste is pretty good.
You get your monthly salary on time, and you get bonuses on holidays. Just tell me, are you willing to work until retirement?
Jun Qingmo was beaten quite badly that day, and the redness and swelling on his body and face took several days to subside.
The bruises didn't disappear so quickly.
Zhang Yunniang felt comforted when she saw people working harder and harder to exercise every morning.
The unilateral beating that day made Jun Qingmo face the reality.
Even if there was a slight chance of resistance, even if his body was a little stronger than it is now, he would not have been beaten so badly.
Zhang Yunniang didn't have to waste any time to persuade him, as the man seemed to have cheered up a lot.
A strong body is the foundation of everything.
Apart from not liking reading, I am willing to learn other jobs.
Anyway, the imperial examination is not the only way, and it is Jun Qingmo’s business to do whatever he wants.
The increased exercise finally took effect. Jun Qingmo's body became visibly stronger. Although he was still thin, he was no longer as haggard as if he would fall down at the slightest touch of the wind.
Compared to before when he always liked to stay alone in silence, he now prefers to sit in a wheelchair, follow behind Zhang Yunniang, and help share some housework.
He also learned how to wash clothes, cook, and learnt many skills in caring for flowers and plants.
“Where do you cut this?”
“Cut it at the corner.”
"What about this one?"
“Just level with the side.”
Zhang Yunniang watched the man plucking branches with the pruning pruners and had to admit that people's talents were ultimately divided into different levels.
She recalled the real memories of Zhang Yunniang's apprenticeship.
Those clumsy gestures and the hesitant look that made her afraid to take action, if it weren't for the inherited memory, she would probably be no different.
How could he be as at ease and have such a thorough understanding as Jun Qingmo?
"The flowers and trees in my second brother's yard are growing in such an enviable way. My yard is far inferior to that."
Hearing the voice, Zhang Yunniang looked towards the person who came.
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