In the side building, there is a serious-faced woman who is nearly fifty years old and is already waiting for Xia Rou.
"Sister Fang, this is Xia Rou. She will live here from now on. Take care of her." Old Zhou handed Xia Rou to her.
Then she said to Xia Rou: "Sister Fang has been in Cao's house for many years. She takes care of the family affairs. You can just ask her if you have anything to do."
She has been in Cao's house for many years, so that in this home without a hostess, the housekeeper who takes care of the housework seems to be the hostess.
Xia Rou kept all these thoughts in her heart. After living for ten years and being reborn once again, even though she is as stupid as her, she has improved somewhat.
She lowered her eyelids and called softly, "Aunt Fang."
With a serious face, the woman replied, "Miss Xia."
After Lao Zhou left, Aunt Fang led Xia Rou to her room, looked at the few suitcases that had been delivered to the room, and said, "Just pack up the clothes that are in season. The decoration over there can be done at most. Half a month will be enough, and it is more convenient to move there and then unpack and tidy up.
Xia Rou nodded: "Okay."
Aunt Fang's expression softened a little when she saw that the little girl who was about to be entrusted to others did not give her the money of a young lady. After looking at her black skirt, she asked, "Has your mother's first seven days passed?"
"No." Xia Rou replied, "It's today..."
In fact, he is also a poor child. Aunt Fang thought about it, and reminded her in a low voice: "After today, don't wear black anymore. After all, this is someone else's house, it's not very good."
Black is the color of mourning, Xia Rou is wearing mourning clothes.
Xia Rou looked at Aunt Fang and was stunned for a moment.
She was taken in by Cao's family because of her mother's death, but it's really not suitable for her to wear mourning clothes all the time and bring bad luck to other people's homes. Judging from her current life experience and understanding of the world, Aunt Fang's reminder is really a good intention.
She froze for a moment, then realized, nodded and said, "Okay."
Paused, hesitated, and whispered: "Thank you..."
Aunt Fang saw that she was a child who could listen to advice, so her expression became less serious. Although he didn't like her identity a bit, he also sympathized with her being an orphan, and looked at her with a lot more kindness.
"Wash your face." She said, pointing to her eyes with her finger, "Don't use hot water, it will swell. Use cold water, it will disappear quickly."
Until she left Xia Rou's room, Xia Rou was still touching her red eyes in a daze.
What is the situation here
She could feel the kindness released by Aunt Fang, but... It was quite different from what she remembered. In my memory, this woman smiled kindly when facing the four brothers of the Cao family, but when facing her, she kept a sullen face, like a stepmother.
The discrepancy between reality and memory confuses Xia Rou.
She shook her head, opened a suitcase, took out the seasonal clothes, and hung them in the closet one by one. She kept those red, green and brightly colored clothes in other boxes, and what she was wearing in front of her eyes were all plain dresses.
When she hung up a black skirt, a certain point in her memory was suddenly touched!
Yes, ten years ago in her last life, Aunt Fang also gave her such advice, persuading her not to wear mourning clothes in Cao's house.
And her? Did she listen
no, no!
At the age of fifteen, she still can't understand the sophistication of the world. She was angry. Her mother died, why couldn't she wear mourning for her
Instead of listening, she insisted on wearing all kinds of black clothes in the following months. What's even more ridiculous is that she was so righteous at the time!
Xia Rou looked at the black skirt and opened her mouth slightly. She couldn't imagine how the Cao family thought of her at that time!
How ignorant is she at the age of fifteen
But... In memory, the Cao family... never said a word about her... The only one who showed her face was Aunt Fang. So, is it because of this that Aunt Fang has always been cold to her
This is something Xia Rou has never thought about before. She always felt that Aunt Fang despised her from the bottom of her heart because she was the child of her mistress. What she said and the suggestions she gave seemed to her to be harsh and unreasonable demands.
Xia Rou sat on the edge of the bed, covering her face with her hands, feeling powerless.
Big family, many members, many things. Those things... you can't handle it. Eldest brother Cao Yang sat behind his desk and said this to her.
She still remembers his frown at that time.
She sat opposite him, her face was hot, and she felt that she had been denied. She couldn't express the sadness in her heart, so she insisted on her own opinion even more stubbornly, and insisted on going her own way.
How helpless my brother was at that time...
He leaned against the desk and smoked a cigarette for a long time, staring at her steadily. She didn't dare to look at him, but lowered her head and bit her lip, refusing to change her words. Finally, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray and sighed long.
Forget it, if you have to think about it, then so be it. He stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, and said in a low voice... With big brother around, he can always protect you...
In the end, she died like this in a place that he couldn't see for a while!
She used her death to prove that his evaluation of her could not be more correct. She couldn't handle those people and those things at all!
But now, she was reborn at the age of fifteen, and it was only the third day that a person who had died once experienced what she had experienced before. Personal only! She was already stunned to discover that the past was not exactly what she remembered.
Not to mention those people and things in other families, but in the Cao family, it turned out that she had never really figured it out.
She smiled wryly.
Once again, I have a new understanding of myself.
Rubbing his face, let go of himself, and looked around the room. It was exactly the same as she remembered. Of course, it is not as luxurious as the main building, but it is also a neat and clean room.
Because the fourth brother is going back to China, at his request, the main building is redecorating his study. Before it was finished, Cheng Wan passed away, and Cao Xiong decided to take her in. So they reorganized the room on the other side of the second floor and used it as her bedroom. Arrange for her to live in the wing building for a while before finishing.
Thinking about it now, how reasonable these things are.
Why was she so angry at that time? Why do you feel that you are being looked down upon and neglected? Is it because the aunt, cleaner, driver and cook live in the annex
She felt that letting her live in the wing was also because they looked down on her as a mistress' child.
With this resentment, she refused to listen to Aunt Fang's opinion, and confronted her... It was so unpleasant, but she always felt that it was others who were wrong, who despised her.
After dying for a while, I re-examined these things, only to realize... It turned out that the one who really despised her was herself.
Her low self-esteem has been tormenting her like this, and she has not let her go for a moment.
The twin of low self-esteem is excessive self-esteem. For example, confronting Aunt Fang, for example refusing to listen to elder brother and insisting on getting engaged...
She wanted to hold her head high in front of the Cao family, live a decent life, but... always in a mess.
At that time, I blamed others, but now that I think about it, I can't blame others.
If she doesn't force her, if she doesn't do it, with her elder brother's protective temperament and arrangements for her, she will surely be able to live a smooth life.
But why did she refuse to listen to his words like a demon
Xia Rou herself...can't explain...
She washed her face with cold water and put a cold compress on her eyes with a towel.
Looking up, there was a slightly pale face in the mirror. The chin is pointed and the eyebrows are light. When he is not smiling, he seems to have the indifference of being thousands of miles away.
This is my fifteen-year-old self.
Xia Rou subconsciously touched her face...
Why is it reborn? What virtue and ability can she have, can she have a chance to do it again
There are only Cao Yang and Xia Rou for dinner.
When Xia Rou arrived at the restaurant, Cao Yang was already waiting for her there.
"I originally wanted to have a dinner to welcome you at night, but it turned out that there was something temporary." Cao Yang said.
Not much apology either. For them, to welcome her is to give her face. If you don't give her a chance, she is blameless.
Xia Rou thought, in fact, this is really the case.
She is not a princess, she is just an orphan who depends on others and receives favor from others. Any official business or entertainment of the Cao family's men is more important than her. It's perfectly normal for them to have something to do, so they wouldn't rush back for her. It doesn't mean he underestimated her.
She couldn't figure out why she cared so much about those little things in her previous life. With resentment in my heart, I didn't come for breakfast the next day under the pretext of being "uncomfortable".
It was very quiet in the restaurant.
Cao Yang took a bite of the food and looked up at the girl.
Very nice, very quiet girl. It would be best if it was always this quiet.
Give her food, clothes for her, shelter for her, and school for her. From this point of view, raising her is not too much trouble.
So far, he is very satisfied with Xia Rou's performance.
After eating, Xia Rou put down her chopsticks and asked, "Should I wait for Uncle Cao?"
She has been nurtured in the Cao family for ten years, and she is used to straightening her back like them.
When Cao Yang saw her sitting posture, he was particularly pleasing to the eye. He glanced at the wall clock on the wall: "No, you go to rest first."
"Then..." Xia Rou hesitated. She recalled her various faux pas in her previous life, and she didn't want to repeat her stupidity and ignorance. She felt that since she had a chance to do it all over again, she wanted to overthrow what she hadn't done well before and do it all over again.
Cao Yang liked her understanding, and his brows and eyes softened a lot: "It's the same when I see you tomorrow."
Xia Rou's dark eyes stared at him for a while, then said "Yes" very obediently, and said, "Then I'll go back first."
"Go." Cao Yang nodded.
Watching the girl's slender figure leave, he retracted his gaze and rubbed his chin.
With a girl in the family, it felt really different. She was very different from the women he knew, neither charming nor coquettish. It is also different from the boys in the army, who speak softly.
It's also very comfortable to listen to.
It's just that those dark eyes, he thought, always make people feel that there is something hidden in them, which does not belong to a fifteen-year-old girl.
It's kind of weird.