Hua Zhi really wanted to take a bath, but she didn't have time. Even if she had time, Fu Dong, the stubborn girl, would not let her go into the water.
The wound on the leg looks terrible but it is actually not serious. It is just a flesh injury, but it hurts really much.
Fu Dong wrung out the handkerchief and washed the young lady's body, then changed for a new handkerchief and carefully cleaned the wound.
Seeing that she didn't dare to do it, Hua Zhi simply snatched the handkerchief and did it herself. She cleaned it up in a few strokes just like she would anyone else's wound, and even if a little bit of blood seeped out, she just pretended it didn't exist.
"There's medicine in that package on the cabinet, go get it."
This is the medicine that Shaoyao used on the way there. It is very effective. It can cool down the burning wound when applied on it.
Hua Zhi exhaled lightly, raised her head, and looked at Fu Dong who was crying with tears on his face, feeling helpless, "Why are you like this? I told you it's okay."
How could Fu Dong believe it? If she was really not seriously injured, her face wouldn't be so pale, and her forehead wouldn't be covered with sweat from the pain. But the young lady went to see the old lady to her final resting place with all these injuries, arranged countless things, and even went to the Song family.
If only the Hua family were still the same as before. The young ladies back then had it so good. They didn’t have to think about anything. They could just read a book and daydream and live a happy day.
It's nothing like now. The scars from the last time haven't completely healed yet and new ones have appeared. If this continues, the young lady will lose her life.
After wiping away his tears, Fudong went to change the water, wrung out the handkerchief to wipe the young lady's face, and then washed her hands carefully.
Hua Zhi let her do what she wanted, and Fu Dong's silence allowed her to rest for a while.
It was really just a moment. Hua Zhi didn't sleep, she just relaxed for a while.
Fu Dong cleaned the room neatly and waited quietly.
"Are you scared?"
Fu Dong knew what the young lady was talking about. She nodded and then shook her head. "I heard it all. The old lady rejected the eldest aunt on the spot. Although I am a little scared, I am not too scared. I know that the young lady will be back soon. Even if the old lady really gives me away, the young lady will take me back."
It would be too late to come back at that time. Hua Zhi held her hand. However, if her grandmother really sent her people away while she was away, it would not be Hua Jing who would be angry to death, but her granddaughter!
If someone shows her respect, she will repay them with respect. Similarly, if someone wrongs her, she will definitely take revenge.
"I don't have time to see Chen Liang. Go ask him how things are going in Green Moss Lane during this time of closure. If there is anything, you can decide how to solve it."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Go ahead and ask Berlin to come in."
Not only Hua Bolin came in, but also Zhu.
Her face was so delicate and frail, and she looked even more pitiful in mourning. She was really afraid of Hua Jing, and when she saw her daughter, she hurriedly said, "Zhi'er, let your aunt come in. Don't you know that she is the most untouchable person? If she says something outside, someone will believe it because of her status. What will you do then? It's okay for us to take a step back. Zhi'er, will you listen to your mother?"
"Mom, Hua Jing pissed off my grandmother to death."
"Mother... Mother knows." Zhu's tears flowed, "But the dead are dead, and you are still alive. I can't think too much, I just hope you are fine."
Hua Zhi's heart softened, but she said, "Mother, I can't retreat. I am not only your daughter, I am also the head of the Hua family. Your daughter can retreat, and even give up many things, but the head of the family can't. The first thing a head of the family should think about is the interests of the Hua family. You can't retreat when something happens. That way the family will fail, and I can't let the Hua family fail. I can't let my grandfather and father come back and not find home."
Zhu couldn't stop crying. If possible, she would really be willing to bear all this for her daughter.
Hua Zhi steeled her heart and continued, "Grandmother waited for me to come back, not because she wanted me to be a coward. I cannot fail her trust. You may not understand the principle that a bad soldier will bring bad generals, but you should still remember what happened to the He family."
Zhu's tears choked. How could she forget? No one in the capital could forget. When she was a daughter in her mother's home, the thing she heard her mother talk about most was the affairs of the He family.
Although the He family's heritage is not as long as the Hua family's, it was much more powerful than the Hua family when it was at its peak. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the number one family in Beijing.
But when the He family stood on the wrong side and the prince they supported was defeated, all the male members of the He family were killed, and the female members were protected by all the civil and military officials in the court. Even at the most prosperous time, the He family rarely did anything tasteless, and they were even quite popular in some things.
However, the women of the He family did not gain a foothold. The men of the He family were capable, but the wives they chose were short-sighted. They were weak and greedy. They first tried to gain a foothold by marrying off their daughters, but always chose to retreat when others came to bully them. Later, even their married daughters would go back to their parents' home to get some gifts in order to please their in-laws.
The He family has reached the end of its own family since even their own family members bully them. When Zhu was young, the most common thing her mother said was that she should not learn from the He family. She always remembered it, but when she realized that the consequences of all this would be borne by her daughter, she forgot everything.
Hua Zhi held the hand of the woman who was crying for her and said again: "Mother, I can't retreat."
Zhu opened her arms and hugged her daughter and cried miserably. She had never hated herself for being useless as much as she did now.
Hua Zhi hugged him back gently. Although this woman was weak, in her heart her husband came first, then her son, and finally her turn. But the three of them were her whole world.
After a moment, Hua Zhi glanced at Lin Shuang. Lin Shuang bowed and stepped forward to half-force the lady to lean against him. "I will take the lady back to change her clothes."
"Take good care of mom."
"Yes, big girl."
Hua Bailin, who had been silent all the time, looked a little gloomy. He looked at his elder sister, hoping to get some instructions from her.
"Don't know what to do?"
Hua Bolin nodded, "I did everything I could think of."
"Then go and keep vigil for your grandmother."
"Eldest sister..."
“Berlin, a stone that moves only when pushed can’t go far. It may even stay where it is forever, because the place where it stays may never be passed by anyone.”
Hua Bailin lowered his head, feeling extremely depressed. He had disappointed his elder sister.
"The person with the most experience in this matter is not me, but Butler Xu." Hua Zhi felt sorry for him and couldn't bear to see him like this, so she pointed him in the direction.
Hua Bailin raised his head suddenly and saw his sister's fatigue which he could not hide in time. Then he remembered that his elder sister had just returned from the north thousands of miles away and she had not had time to rest.
"Go ahead and use your brain when encountering problems."
Hua Bolin bit the tip of his tongue, used the pain to suppress the sourness in his nose, answered yes, and walked towards the door.
Standing at the threshold, he turned back and asked, "Eldest sister, will anyone come to pay their respects?"
Hua Zhi answered him calmly, "Yes."
At least someone from the Zhu family will come.
Hua Bolin seemed relieved and strode away.
Hua Zhi walked to the bed and opened the drawer, where two stacks of letters were neatly stacked.
These were brought back from the north, and she kept all the letters except one for her grandmother. During the period of mourning, she did not need joy to dispel the sorrow.
PS: I have to update early today, girls please don't push me too much. The reason why Kong Kong's book has smooth sentences, few typos and a compact plot is the result of repeated revisions. Moreover, if two updates cannot be published at the same time, Kong Kong will not count the words and will definitely finish that part of the plot. It is common to exceed the word count, so girls please take good care of Kong Kong.