Chapter 672: The foot-washing girl wants to take the top position (15)
Perhaps the old saying is right, everything you expect will eventually fail.
Shi Yi fantasized about a good life for several hours, but after Zong Ying personally found her and asked her to continue to wash feet, her imagination was completely shattered.
"What's wrong, are you unhappy? Are you frustrated that you couldn't go to Xia Garden with the eldest lady?" Zong Ying found that this little girl was so interesting. She looked honest, but as long as you looked into her eyes, you would always find her hidden true emotions.
"No, Shi Yi would never dare." When saying this, Shi Yi accidentally pressed harder.
"You still dare to say you don't dare?" Zong Ying frowned in pain and stretched out his hand to pull her up from the ground where she was squatting, "I think you are very brave."
"Master, I didn't mean it." She was clearly apologizing, but the emotion Zong Ying saw in her eyes was that she did it on purpose. Suddenly, he felt like "a dog biting Lu Dongbin, not knowing the good heart", and pushed her away coldly.
#Master is so emotional, what should I do?
#Master is unhappy because I said something wrong, will it affect my life as a maid in the future?
#Master...
Zong Ying saw through her little thoughts clearly, raised his hand and pointed at the door and asked her to go out.
#Master is moody, is it early menopause?
"Enough." Zong Ying couldn't help but roar.
"Master, what's enough?" Shi Yi was confused, but actually suspected that her OS (inner monologue) was read by him.
"You've complained about me enough." Zong Ying said this slowly.
"Master?" Shi Yi opened her mouth in surprise.
"Don't shout." Zong Ying could no longer count on her to wipe his feet. Or rather, from the moment she was pulled up, she had forgotten her identity. He picked up the handkerchief and wiped his feet for himself.
"Master, how can you do this." Shi Yi deliberately waited until he had wiped his feet before snatching the handkerchief.
"Don't pretend." Zong Ying was too lazy to continue acting with her and directly exposed her.
"Master, what are you talking about?" Shi Yi's figure was a little stiff.
"You just wanted to go to Xia Garden to serve but couldn't, so you want revenge." Zong Ying sat cross-legged on the bed and signaled her with his eyes to get water for him to wash his hands.
"Then, Master, are you not angry?" Shi Yiban lowered his head and asked carefully.
"Dare I be angry with you?" Zong Ying wiped his hands and raised his face to look at her, "Some people have more face than me, the master."
Shi Yi smiled hurriedly, "What are you talking about, Master? You are the head of the family, and I am just a little girl who washes feet."
"Oh, it's a pity that some people remember their identities." Zong Ying threw the handkerchief into her hand and said in a rough voice, "Pour out the water."
This was originally Shi Yi's responsibility, and she didn't dare to slack off at all. She bent down, picked up the wooden basin and went out.
When she came back, Zong Ying was already lying on the bed.
He didn't sleep, but took a book of accounts to read. It seemed that the candlelight was not bright enough, and it was a bit tiring for him to read.
Shi Yi didn't want to disturb him, so he picked up the wick for him to make it burn brighter, then picked up the wash basin and went out.
It was rare for Zong Ying to see this foot-washing girl being so attentive, so he glanced at her back.
Just this one glance ruined the matter.
He suddenly realized that this little girl was completely different from her image when she first entered the mansion.
When she entered the mansion, she was skinny and her eyes were gray and lifeless. No one would doubt that she was an old woman.
After entering the mansion and staying with the eldest wife, she gained some weight and her temperament became more lively.
When she came to serve in his East Courtyard, she didn't have to do anything except washing feet. She was served with delicious food and drinks all day long, and her face had a little bit of baby fat.
Now, because she has been locked up in the room with Yuanyuan for two weeks, she has completely lost her previous baby fat, and her body seems to have become much taller, and you can see the figure of a woman.
Zong Ying couldn't help but think of Wu'er's care for her, and seemed to understand Wu'er's thoughts. Shi
Yi came back again, and Zong Ying had already read most of the account book in his hand. Zong Ying saw her and waved to her.
"Master, if you have any other instructions, just tell me."
"Put it on the desk." Zong Ying put the account book in her hand. Shi
Yi hurried over, and Zong Ying blew out the candle in front of the tent. Shi
Yi turned around and saw that the place in front of the bed was dark. He stood there and said stupidly, "Master, are you going to rest?"
"You go out." Zong Ying lay on the bed and looked at her quietly.
He was already thirty years old, but she was in her prime...
Shi Yi pretended not to notice Zong Ying's gaze lingering on him, and walked out of the room safely.
He had a deeper impression of her, and that was enough.
Sui'er has been really uncomfortable these days.
As someone who had contact with the eldest lady, she was isolated at home for two weeks and took medicine for two weeks. She thought she could go out to serve the master, but she accidentally contracted herpes and could not go out to get some
fresh air. In the past few days, she continued to stay in her room, repeating the days of taking medicine and not being able to step out of the door.
Now, she wants to go out every moment, to see people, but doesn't want to sleep in the room and do nothing.
The old housekeeper couldn't comfort his daughter, so he could only tell her to stay at home with peace of mind. He, these days, has other things to worry about.
In the mansion, after a few days of peace, something big happened again-the young master accidentally fell into the water.
Zong Ying was taking a nap in the East Courtyard. When he heard the news, he didn't even have time to put on his coat before going to Qiu Garden.
The third wife knelt on the ground, hugging her son, her makeup was smudged by tears, "Xiaobao, wake up, wake up, look at your mother, open your eyes and look at your mother..."
"How is the young master?" Zong Ying did not rush to question her, but looked at the doctor standing beside her.
"There is no hope." Doctor Wu, who was invited by the third wife, shook his head repeatedly. His dejected look made people feel suffocated.
Zong Ying's pupils dilated unconsciously for a moment, and asked, "Is it really hopeless?"
"There is no hope." Doctor Wu sighed heavily, "When I came over, the young master had stopped breathing."
"How could this happen? How could this happen? Why didn't Xiaobao open his eyes to look at me? Xiaobao is playing games with mom, right? Xiaobao, open your eyes quickly, hurry up, or mom will be angry..." The third wife's voice was unusually soft, "If Xiaobao opens his eyes now, mom will agree to accompany Xiaobao on an outing, and buy Xiaobao's favorite donkey rolls... Xiaobao, open your eyes... open your eyes..." She suddenly pulled her son's eye sockets like crazy, wanting him to look at her.
(End of this chapter)
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