It is not easy to find a professional and reliable painter. Ruizhu thought for a long time and suddenly remembered someone.
"Li Jingmo."
She remembered seeing Li Jingmo's painting once, and the subtle smile seemed real.
"Li Jingmo."
When Ruizhu came to see him, Li Jingmo was painting plum blossoms.
When he saw Ruizhu, Li Jingmo was slightly stunned. He put down his pen and asked, "Miss Ruizhu, do you have something to ask me?"
Ruizhu nodded: "Yes."
She glanced at the plum blossoms on the desk and exclaimed in admiration, "Your painting skills are amazing!"
"Miss Ruizhu, you are so kind."
Ruizhu swallowed her saliva and said, "I'm telling the truth. Second Mistress asked me to find someone who can draw, and you were the first person I thought of. It seems I made the right choice."
Ruizhu then asked, "Are you good at drawing people?"
"Ahem..." Uncle Wang came out, "This kid's best skill is drawing people."
"That's great." Ruizhu walked to Li Jingmo's side and couldn't help but take his hand. "Come on, do me a favor."
Looking at the woman holding his slender hand, Li Jingmo felt a strange feeling in his heart. He stood there for a long time without reacting.
After Ruizhu realized what was happening, she awkwardly let go of Li Jingmo's hand.
"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."
Li Jingmo smiled and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation. "Ruizhu, please come in, young lady!"
Ruizhu nodded lightly. She walked in front, her face turning red to her ears.
At the same time, she felt a little disappointed. She could feel that Li Jingmo didn't seem willing to get too close to her.
However, Ruizhu quickly put all this behind her. She told Li Jingmo, "A maid died in our mansion today. She was the one who drugged the Fourth Young Lady. When she came to the mansion, she said she had no family and was an orphan. Second Madam is worried and wants to investigate her background."
Li Jingmo's eyes were sullen. "Miss Ruizhu, there's no need to tell me this. Since I've agreed to help her, I won't ask any more questions, and I won't say any more."
Ruizhu said calmly, "Veterinarian Li is a smart man."
"From the way you talk, you have an extraordinary temperament. You are nothing like the other servants in the mansion. You look more like a young master from an aristocratic family."
Li Jingmo paused for a moment, his face showing a slight nervousness, but he quickly regained his composure.
"Miss Ruizhu is joking."
After talking for a while, the two of them arrived at the servants' quarters.
"Mother Zhao."
Mother Zhao is the mother who manages the maids. She is very polite when she sees Ruizhu.
"Miss Ruizhu, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"some. "
Ruizhu took a look and saw that there were other mothers present, and Mother Zhao immediately understood.
"Miss Ruizhu, come with me."
The three of them came to Mother Zhao's room. Mother Zhao closed the door and said, "Miss Ruizhu, there's no one here now. You can speak now."
Ruizhu didn't beat around the bush and asked directly, "What was the name of the girl that the eldest lady executed today?"
Mother Zhao thought for a moment and said, "It seems her name is Xiaoqian."
"Xiao Qian?" Ruizhu frowned. "What's her last name?"
Mother Zhao shook her head. "She didn't have a surname. When she came here, she said she was an orphan. When she was little, people called her Xiaoqian, Xiaoqian."
Ruizhu: "Do you still remember what she looks like?"
Ruizhu knew that Mother Zhao had a good memory and she could basically remember the appearance of every girl who had passed through her care.
"Remember. "
"Tell me about it..."
Li Jingmo laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. While Mother Zhao was talking, he painted. Through Mother Zhao's description, he finished the painting.
He picked up the painting and showed it to Mother Zhao: "Does it look like this?"
Seeing the person in the painting, Mother Zhao was surprised and nodded quickly.
"Yes, yes, that's what it looks like."
"Oh, Veterinarian Li, you are amazing! I didn't expect your painting skills to be so good."
"Thank you, Mrs. Zhao."
Ruizhu was also surprised. She knew that Li Jingmo was a good painter, but she didn't expect him to be so amazing. He could bring real people to life on paper just by relying on Mother Zhao's description.
She looked at Li Jingmo with admiration in her eyes, but in just a moment, she calmed herself down.
She is not worthy of a talented person like Li Jingmo.
"Mother Zhao, this matter should not be spread outside." Ruizhu said to Mother Zhao.
Mother Zhao understood. She smiled and said, "I know."
"Oh, right." Mother Zhao turned and walked into the house, taking out a pair of shoes and handing them to Ruizhu. "You're about the same age as my daughter. She married far away, so we don't see each other often. I spent a long time making these shoes. She can't wear them anymore, so I'll give them to you."
Ruizhu held the delicate embroidered shoes in her hands, her eyes slightly warm, and her voice choked with sobs: "Thank you, Mother Zhao."
She came to the Mu Mansion at the age of eight and lived with the eldest lady since she was a child. The eldest lady always treated her very well and regarded her as a little sister.
But she still couldn't help but think of her mother often.
She had lost all her memories before the age of eight, and only vaguely remembered her mother's appearance, and...
The same embroidered shoes as the ones in my hand.
Mother Zhao knew Ruizhu was thinking of her own mother, so she reached out and held her hand. Not knowing how to comfort her, she simply said, "Miss Ruizhu, if you don't mind, please accept me as your godmother."
Hearing this, Ruizhu looked up at Mother Zhao. She was stunned for a long time before the principal called her "godmother".
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