After the clearing, I was forced to tease the fourth master every day

Chapter 4 Is the emotional card useful to the fourth master?

The Qingliang Pavilion, which has always been quiet, ushered in the busiest day in winter.

The pitiful screams of the cow mother were endless, even blocking the north wind outside the window.

An hour later, Wen Jiu held a bowl bigger than her face and drank tea in small sips.

Drink it with relish, as if what you drink is not tea, but some delicious soup.

Hawthorn held a wooden stick in his hand, and tapped on his hand one after another: "Be quicker with your hands and feet, and boil some water, and wipe the table clean."

The cow mother's face was bruised and purple, and she didn't dare to complain, but just buried her head in her work.

Shanzha looked at the warm wine, with stars in her eyes, my sister is so strong today.

In the past, they seldom suffered losses, but every time the elder sister would pull out the Concubine De, or plot behind her back.

It's really, really fun to fight back like this today.

Another half an hour later, the old woman came in with hot water, and said politely: "Girl, do you think the old woman can go?"

Wen Jiu waved his hand: "Go back."

Niu Pozi ran out immediately as if she had received an amnesty.

After going out the door, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help turning his head back to warm the wine viciously.

At this glance, he was stunned.

The candlelight was scorching, as if casting a layer of warm light on the woman.

Her reaction was not at all what she had imagined. If an ordinary person was brought to this innocuous Qingliang Pavilion, and changed from a big girl to a Tongfang who didn't hold power, she might feel like hanging herself.

But she didn't seem to care at all.

The thin girl propped her head leisurely, her messy hair was scattered on her shoulders, and her slender, white neck was covered with red marks. She was actually in a state of embarrassment, but she also carried an extremely charming style.

The beauty is beautiful, but she has a cynical smile, which makes people want to fall on her and want to know more.

Niu Pozi looked at it and felt chills in her heart.

Warm wine is really as she thought, there is no day of success?
How many men in the world can resist such beauty?
Thinking of this, my heart beat like thunder.

I offended her, and with her vengeful character, I...
Do not!Will not!
Don't scare yourself, Lord Belle is by no means a womanizer.

If you really love beauty, why would you send warm wine here?
Birds in the Qingliang Pavilion don't shit. After this winter, they will freeze to death.

It's okay, warm wine must not be able to turn over.

Even if Grandpa dotes on her, so what?Can't escape being a concubine.

A concubine is not the same as Ge Ge who is drafted by Zheng'er Bajing, that is a thing.

Princesses can be promoted to Fujin, and if they are gifted by the master, they can also raise their own children.

But a concubine does not have this right, and her identity will never be changed in this life.

Besides, he is not the only one who hates her.

Warm wine can live for a few days, so let’s talk about it!
When I go back, I must sue Song Gege severely!This beating can't be in vain!
Shanzha watched Niu Pozi leave, and was also a little worried: "Sister, Niu Pozi came to deliver things for Song Gege, if we beat her, will we offend Song Gege?"

Lord Belle hasn't given his sister an identity yet, so if he meets Song Gege head-on, it won't be good.

What's more, there were already some holidays in the first place, and I was afraid that Song Gege would not let it go.

Wen Jiu listened, let out a dejected breath.

Seeing that Shanzha looked very anxious, she pinched her little face: "It's okay, calm down, we can do it."

There is a saying that goes, if you have too many lice, you will not be afraid of itching.

Even the fourth master was knocked unconscious by her conditioned reflex, so how could he be afraid of knocking one more?

Lie on his stomach and sort out his thoughts, Wen Jiu sat up abruptly.

"Hawthorn, take out a portrait in that package of mine."

This little girl has always been his dog's leg, once she pours out the warm wine, it is estimated that she will not end well.Still struggling.

Shanzha went to pick it up suspiciously, and was startled when she saw the portrait: "Sister, what are you doing with the portrait of Fourth Master?"

Wen Jiu looked at the portrait seriously: "Because...paintings can save lives, let's hang it up."

"Huh?" Hawthorn was stunned.

"Good, let's go."

Then Wen Jiu pulled out a hairpin from his head: "Then, go to the dining room to exchange for some delicious food, my sister is hungry."

It would be even better to have fried chicken, but this place probably doesn't count.

Shanzha was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head like a rattle: "How can this hairpin work? This is a gift from Empress Defei, the most precious thing in your life..."

My sister has to carry it every day, and it won't work if others touch it, so how can I give it away?

Warm Wine stuffed the hairpin into her hand: "Even if life is over, I want to eat it. Besides, these are all external things, so it's better to have a full meal."

Hawthorn's tears almost didn't fall down. At first, she thought it was a great thing that her sister got her wish.

So, are they really desperate?
Want some delicious food, but still need a hairpin to bribe?

"Okay, don't worry, let's go."

After the warm wine sent Hawthorn away, she collapsed on the bed.

The bed was a bit cold, and the bedding looked like it was summer.

Wen Jiu couldn't help getting up, and took down all the unnecessary bed curtains and curtains in the room, spread them on the bed one by one on the left and right, and put the quilt on top, and then went into bed. Into the bed.

I don't know if there is still life tomorrow, but now she just wants to have a good meal, and make up for the good sleep she hasn't slept in for many years!

It's just that, tossing and turning, I couldn't fall asleep.

Pulling his hair irritably, Wen Jiu got up and sat up, rummaging through his body.

In her memory, the original owner had a spirit jade on her body, and it was also the huge gold finger that Shuqing became beautiful. She was curious.

Living up to expectations, I found jade in the interlayer of the apron.

"Isn't this my jade?"

Wen Jiu was amazed, and took it closer to look at it carefully.

The dusty red jade is not transparent at all.

The sculpture is a small carp, cute and playful, it is a familiar appearance in memory.

This is the ruby ​​she brought up since she was a child.

Wen Jiu has never met her parents. She was brought up by her grandfather. When she was young, her grandfather always said that this is the jade handed down from the Wen family. It is passed down from generation to generation and can bring good luck to people.

Warm wine can be considered a lucky child, right?
Although the father and daughter died early, there is a grandfather who loves her and loves her.

Grandpa is obsessed with cooking and always makes all kinds of snacks. When Wen Jiu was young, he often brought snacks made by grandpa to the children. Everyone envied her.

Although she was born in a small village, she was admitted to a prestigious school with excellent grades.

After graduation, she once again broke through many competitors and entered a famous company.

Just like all office workers, they are busy for their livelihood, always want to earn more money and give their family a better life.

But there is always not enough time, and there is less and less left for loved ones.

When he woke up, Grandpa's head was already gray, and his hands, which used to be able to repair walls and tiles, could no longer hold chopsticks.

When leaving, grandpa said: "My wine, you have to take care of yourself, eat fat and sleep soundly.

Find a partner, you don't need to be rich and expensive, just be down-to-earth, as long as you can take care of you. "

With the departure of grandpa, most of the love for warm wine in the world has been lost, but life still has to go on.

His cheeks felt cool, and he recalled his thoughts of warming the wine.

Wen Jiu wiped his face indiscriminately, and held the jade pendant in his palm: "Such a jade can make a person more beautiful?"

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this piece of jade seems to have become warmer. Thinking of Grandpa, the impetuous heart of Wenjiu also calmed down a little.

Put Yu back into the belly pocket, but accidentally touched a foreign object.

After carefully touching the edge of the bellyband, he found another pocket.

"Is this how girls in ancient times hid things?"

Open the pocket, inside is white powder wrapped in oiled paper.

"Could this be medicine for fourth master?"

The original owner is also a fierce character.

Being a servant girl, living so recklessly, giving medicine to the master as soon as it is said, is really a true temperament that I can't envy.

Wen Jiu thought, if she became a big maid, her work would be easy, she would not have to worry about eating and drinking, and her head would be rusted before climbing into bed.

No matter how handsome a man is, he is not as tasty as meat.

He got up and mixed the medicine with water to dissolve it, and sprinkled it under the plum blossom tree outside the window.

The heavy snow was still falling, and it was buried in a short time.

Back inside the house, he got into bed again.

The ancient times were not completely unhappy. She could just lie flat without work and eat and drink without worrying about it!

(End of this chapter)