Chapter 222 (1/2)
Dongmei out of the upper room, turned into the tea room.
At the beginning, Mr. Gu spent several nights drinking flower wine. Gu Jiu took the opportunity to bury a small seed in Dongmei's heart. Several months later, it finally took root and sprouted.
Chunhe doesn't know at all.
She returned to the lotus garden and came to the Xie family as usual.
There was something wrong in the room. It was too serious.
”What's wrong with your wife?” she asked? But who makes his wife angry
Xie's eyes are not good at Chunhe.
Chunhe saw the work of knitting into a ball, that, that was clearly her. She put it in the room. How could she get to her wife's hand.
Spring grass heart a jump, flustered, face still calm.
”Would you like tea, madam?”
Xie snorted coldly and grabbed the sewing work of kneading pickles and threw it directly on Chunhe's face.
Chunhe didn't dare to hide.
Plop!
Get down on your knees.
Xie Shi sneers, ”you did not do wrong, kneel down to do what?”
Chunhe's eyes turned disorderly. He made up his mind and said firmly in his voice, ”my wife is a mirror.”. The maidservant was loyal to his wife and had no selfish feelings. No matter where they are or what they do, their hearts are all toward their wives. ”
Xie's face showed a sarcastic look, ”I haven't said anything, you are anxious to explain. It's really a guilty heart. ”
Chunhe suddenly cried, silent tears. Tears ran down both sides of the cheek.
She said in a weeping voice, ”as soon as I come back, when I see my wife sulking, and I see the sewing work that I have done by myself, I know that I am wrong. It's a big mistake.
When Aunt Tan came into the house, his wife was miserable every day, and the maid felt sorry for her. The maid wanted to share his wife's worries.
So he decided to do some needlework for the master in the name of his wife. When the master sees his wife's ”hands-on” needlework, he may change his mind.
The maid did not think well about things. She only wanted to share her worries with her wife, but she didn't expect to report to her. All this is the servant's fault. Please punish the servant heavily. ”
Xie's doubts, ”really share my worries for me?”
Chunhe said firmly: ”the sun and the moon can be learned from each other. If the maidservant has a little selfishness to his wife, he will teach the servant that he will not die easily.”
The world takes a vow.
Hearing Chunhe's oath, Xie's expression softened a little.
”Get up and do something on your knees.”
Chunhe dried his tears, ”thank you, madam. It's the maidservant's fault that made his wife sulk. ”
Chunhe stood up from the ground, knee pain, she endured. A low brow and pleasing to the eye's appearance, but also difficult to cover the outstanding appearance.
Xie took up the tea cup and said lightly: ”some people say you have selfish intentions and want to be the master's aunt.”
Chunhe is surprised, who slanders her behind her.
She quickly distinguished, ”the maidservant was born to be a wife, and death was her ghost. I don't want a maid. I just want to stay with my wife and serve me all my life. I'm afraid that my wife will dislike the maids. I'm old and clumsy. I'm not as smart as the little maids. ”
Xie's expression is indifferent, ”you are old, and should have been married for a long time. It's me who can't get away from you and delay your life
”My wife killed my maid. I never thought about my life. I just want to serve my wife all my life.”
Chunhe's feelings are sincere, even she herself is almost moved.
Over the years, she has been serving Xie's family with all her heart and soul. She has done no credit or hard work. She just wanted to be rich for the rest of her life. How could it be so difficult.
Xie looked up and down at Chunhe and said, ”you have a mind. But I can't keep delaying your life. You can rest assured that I will find you a good marriage. ”
Chunhe was anxious, but did not dare to show, ”the maid is not willing to marry.”
Xie's gaze at her, word by word asked: ”do you want to be the master's concubine?”
Chunhe shook his head again and again, shaking his head like a rattle.
”I never thought of that.”
Xie's tone is indifferent to say: ”I also believe you, won't be so selfish. I'm tired. Go down. Take your needlework with you. Don't hurt your eyes. It's not something that can be saved by a few needlework
Chunhe's heart is cold, finished, she is completely finished.
Chunhe bows down to answer, ”yes, my servant.”
She trudged out of the upper room with her messy needlework.
She went back to her bedroom and sat on the bed.
How did it turn out to be like this.
Guo Taohua passed by the door.
Spring he came back to God and called her out, ”peach blossom, you come to me.”
Guo Taohua pushed the door into the room, ”sister Chunhe, do you call me?”
Chunhe was staring at her, ”who has entered my bedroom after I left?”
Guo Taohua shook his head, ”no! I didn't see anyone enter Chunhe's bedroom. ””Who will wait on my wife after I leave?”
”Yes, sister Dongmei.”
Winter plum?
It turned out to be Dongmei.
Spring he never thought that the person who came to his wife to complain was Dongmei.
Why does Dongmei hurt her?
She asked herself why she had never offended Dong Mei and why she couldn't get along with her.
”Sister Chunhe, is there anything else?” Guo Taohua is a little nervous, but also a little helpless. Always aware that something is happening.
Chunhe waved, ”you go.”
Guo Taohua left in a hurry, went to the door, did not resist, turned back and said: ”sister Chunhe, don't be too sad. Being scolded by your wife is a common thing. You want to be more open. ”
Spring he pulled a corner of the mouth a smile, smile bitter, ”you have a heart.”
Chunhe sat in the bedroom for nearly an hour, and his mood finally calmed down.
She came to the tea room.
Dongmei greets Chunhe as usual.
Chunhe laughed at her, and then with a lightning fast momentum, picked up the teapot on the stove and threw it at Dongmei.
”Ah...”
Dongmei jumped up and stamped her feet.
The teapot hit her feet, killing her.
The hot water in the teapot spilled out, slowly flowing and wetting the ground.
Fortunately, the water inside is not hot, otherwise Dongmei feet will certainly be scalded.
Dongmei pointed to Chunhe, ”Chunhe, are you crazy? I didn't provoke you. Why should you do it to me? ”
Chunhe sneered, ”why do I do it to you? You know the most clearly.”
Dongmei is guilty. I didn't expect Chunhe to know so soon.
Dongmei held on and refused to admit, ”I don't understand what you said. I'm going to my wife to judge. Why do you do it to me for no reason? ”
Chunhe sneered and said, ”you go!”
Chunhe is standing at the nearest place from the door. Dongmei is bound to pass by Chunhe if he wants to leave.
Dongmei is on guard against Chunhe and leaves carefully.
When the two people cross, Chunhe grabs Dongmei's hair, pulls her back, and beats Dongmei with his fist.
Of course, Dongmei won't be beaten back.
In the twinkling of an eye, the two servant girls fight together.
”Hit, hit!”
”Sister Dongmei and sister Chunhe are fighting. Come on.”
All the servants in the lotus garden ran to the tea room.
At the door, a group of people surrounded, but no one to persuade.
It was not until spring grass and summer grass arrived at the tea room and abandoned the power of nine oxen and two tigers that they pulled them apart.
They were pulled apart, but they were struggling all the time, their fists were waving.
”Let me go. I have to teach her a lesson today.”
”Why do you hit me?”
”It's you I beat today.”
Chunhe and Dongmei have messy hair, messy clothes and scratches on their faces and arms.
Women fight, the most commonly used moves, to scratch the hair, face, kick the stomach, were both used.
”Stop fighting. Be careful, ma'am. ” Summer grass advised.