The rebirth of Fu Jia returns

Chapter 25 Saying the Wrong Word

Thinking of this, Fu Jia lifted the curtain and walked in.

In the room, Fu Rong was leaning against the table, holding a piece of pea yellow, talking and laughing with Nanny Yu and Qing Dai while eating.

Nanny Yu ignored her, and poured out the water that she just washed for his wife.

When she looked up and saw Fu Jia, she hurriedly said, "Miss Fu is here."

Fu Jia smiled, motioned for Nanny Yu to go out first, then walked to Fu Rong's side, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I'm late, I just went to the big kitchen to make some snacks for my wife."

Fu Rong stared, and asked, "Ma'am is still awake, what can I do for snacks?"

This Fu Jia, don't just want to eat it yourself, borrowing the name of the aunt, that's right. After a few days when she leaves, she will definitely not be able to eat such delicate snacks from Houfu.

Fu Rong speculated maliciously in her heart.

Fu Jia didn't know what she was thinking, but seeing her like that, she knew that there was nothing to listen to.

Clearing her throat, Fu Jia looked at Fu Rong and said seriously: "Second girl is wrong, she doesn't seem to like Madam waking up, I hope Madam wakes up today, at least I can eat something, I deliberately made it easy to restrain, second girl, you always think too much, with such time and energy, why don't you think about how to take care of your wife."

After finishing speaking, without looking at Fu Rong, she went straight to Madam Anpinghou's bed, picked up the clear water from the small plate next to her, and then gently wiped her lips with a small piece of cotton soaked in water.

"You're talking nonsense, that's not what I meant!" Fu Rong blushed immediately after being robbed by Fu Jia, pointing at Fu Jia and retorting sharply.

Fu Jia ignored her and continued with what she was doing. Fu Rong felt offended, walked up to Fu Jia, grabbed her, and shouted, "Fu Jia, explain clearly to me. , You said, are you afraid that when your aunt wakes up, you will be driven away, so you are the last person who doesn't want her to wake up, don't you? "

Fu Jia was staggered by Fu Rong, almost fell off the stool, and all the water in the plate spilled on Mrs. Anpinghou's brocade quilt.

Qingdai let out an "ah", feeling a little helpless.

Fu Jia was really angry now, she put down the plate in her hand with a cold face, and said impatiently: "Second Miss, please lower your voice, Madam can't bear to be frightened."

After finishing speaking, Fu Rong dropped her hand and picked up the plate again. Mrs. Anping Hou's lips were a little dry and dry because she had been in a coma for the past few days. Fu Jia felt very distressed.

Qing Dai hurriedly stepped forward to help, for some reason, she always felt that the second girl had been having convulsions recently, and she was a little impatient.

"Fu Jia, you have to know that you are not from our Anping Marquis Mansion. You will be sent away sooner or later, so you don't need to put on a show here!" Shouted at Fu Jia.

Fu Jia stood up suddenly, suppressing her anger, and shouted at Fu Rong: "Second girl, whether I go or not, it is the old lady and Mrs. Hou who have the final say, not your second girl." , and it has nothing to do with the second girl, please don't lose your identity!"

After saying these words, Fu Rong's eyes filled with tears, and her face turned red and white, and then turned red again.

"Fu Jia, you're deceiving people too much. Yes, you're right. I'm just a girl from the second bedroom in the mansion, but don't forget, you're just a girl from the countryside. There's no place for you in this mansion! Let me tell you , if my father hadn't died in battle back then, I wouldn't have to make such compromises now, such a wimpy..."

"Fu Rong!" Fu Jia snarled, stepped forward and grabbed her hand firmly.

She wanted to get rid of Fu Rong in anger today, so that she could keep herself, so that Fu Rong could not disturb her talking to her mother, and give her mother the will to survive, but she didn't expect Fu Rong to say such a thing.

If the father and the old lady knew about this, they would be very sad.

Since she was a child, the old lady had a cold temper, but she always showed more tolerance and compassion towards Fu Rong. If she made a mistake, Fu Jia was punished. When she got something good, Fu Rong would pick it first.

When she was young, Fu Jia always pouted and asked her father and mother if the old lady didn't like her.

Her father told her at the time that Fu Rong lost her father, and she felt so sad that she needed to take care of her and be humble.

Fu Jia has always done so, and also thinks so.

Fu Rong was in pain, she stopped talking, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Just now, what did she say!
After reacting, Fu Rong panicked all of a sudden, and quickly looked at Mrs. Anpinghou who was lying on the bed, and then at Qing Dai who was hanging her head and wanted to plug her ears.

"I, I, are all angry at you. If it weren't for you, how could I not speak freely?" Fu Rong was impatient, and pointed at Fu Jia.

Fu Jia sighed.

This girl, who followed her behind and had her in front to shield her from the wind and rain, did not expect to develop such a temperament, inferior and cowardly but also so self-righteous, smart and pretentious.

"If I were you, I would immediately go back and reflect on myself instead of barking like this." Fu Jia shook her head and said with a frown.

Fu Rong trembled all over, gritted her teeth and looked at Fu Jia: "Don't forget your own identity!"

Outside the door, Marquis Anping came for a while, and when he heard the two people inside arguing again, he was upset for a while.

When he was about to go in for a drink, he heard the words that Fu Rong just uttered out of his mouth.

Anpinghou paused, and the hand that was stretched out to lift the curtain was backed away.

He didn't expect that Fu Rong would feel wronged.

When the old man died in World War II, the Yu family was still young, and Fu Rong was only three or four years old, so Marquis Anping naturally shouldered the responsibility of taking care of the second wife.

Over the years, he has taken care of Mrs. Yu and treated Fu Rong like his own children.

Anping Hou thought about it again and again, but he didn't know why Fu Rong had such an idea.

Over the past year, Fu Rong and Wan Qing have been very close and getting better and better, Marquis Anping is very pleased.

The arrival of a Fu Jia made Fu Rong feel uneasy, and her behavior became more and more out of line. Marquis Anping was a little hesitant and didn't know what to do.

Inside the house, the atmosphere became tense.

Anpinghou reached out to lift the curtain and went in.

"What are you doing here, Qing Dai, Imperial Physician Du will check Madam's pulse in a while, you go open the window and let Madam breathe."

I don't know if it's because the atmosphere in the room is too oppressive, or because the windows have been opened less these two days, Marquis Anping always feels that the room is stuffy.

Following the words of Marquis Anping, Qing Dai hurriedly got up, opened the window, and the warm wind from outside came in with the fragrance of flowers.

Fu Rong bowed her head, panicking in her heart, wondering if her uncle had heard her words just now...

After all, Fu Rong was still thin-skinned, embarrassed, fearful and nervous, she didn't dare to look at Marquis Anping, and didn't dare to speak.

After staying for a while, Fu Rong stood up and said goodbye to Marquis Anping, saying that her mother had something to call her.

An Pinghou nodded, watching her leave in a hurry.

　Thank you book friends for your encouragement and rewards and recommendations, let’s see how Jiajia can untie her mother’s knot~
　　
　
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