Rise of the Poor

Chapter 1050: My days of recuperation in the Marquis's residence (Part 2)

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"Sister Hua'er, it's my turn to fan my brother-in-law~~Aunt said Niu Niu is the best at fanning." The little loli Niu Niu stepped on the embroidered stool beside the bed and climbed onto the soft couch with her hands and feet. She rolled her soft body to Hua'er, the chubby little maid who was fanning her. She sat up, hugged Hua'er's arm, raised her head, blinked her big watery eyes, and spoke softly to Hua'er.

The little Loli Niuniu is so cute and soft. She speaks with a baby voice and has two dimples on her upturned face.

"Little Miss... are you okay?" Hua'er was almost captured at once, but after looking at the little Lolita Niuniu's small arms and legs, she was not sure about handing over the important task of fanning to the little Lolita Niuniu.

"Niuniu is the best."

Little Loli Niuniu is like a little adult. She pats her chest and makes promises in a baby voice. She is so cute.

"Okay, then you try it, little lady." Hua'er hesitated for a moment, but was still defeated by the little Lolita's soft and cute skills. She gave the fan in her hand to the little Lolita Niuniu, asking her to try, thinking that she would take it back if it didn't work.

"Don't worry, Sister Hua'er, Niuniu is doing a good job of fanning herself."

After the little Loli Niuniu took the fan, her two dimples blossomed with joy, and she fanned Zhu Pingan seriously.

"Brother-in-law, is it comfortable when Niu Niu fanns you?" The little loli Niu Niu asked Zhu Ping'an while fanning herself with her little head tilted.

"It's comfortable. Niuniu is great." Zhu Ping'an naturally gave her praise without reservation.

Then, the little Loli Niuniu was so happy as if she had drunk honey that she almost jumped up on the couch.

"I'll come too. I can fan, too."

When the naughty kid saw Niu Niu being praised, he was encouraged and kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed.

"Slow down, slow down, Rui Ge'er..."

The little maidservant was very nervous, fearing that the naughty boy Rui Ge'er would clumsily touch Zhu Ping'an's injured butt.

"Sister Niu Niu, when you are tired, let me take your place." The naughty kid climbed onto the bed and sat next to little Loli Niu Niu, and said in a flattering voice.

"Then you have to learn well. Don't use too much force when fanning yourself, and don't use too little either." Little Loli Niuniu was like a little teacher.

"Yeah, I'm very smart and I can learn it quickly." The naughty boy Rui Ge'er nodded vigorously and boasted without blushing at all.

You can learn it in one go

You are so shameless, Zhu Ping'an smiled and curled the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that little Loli Niuniu was able to fan the ball quite well, Huaer felt relieved and gave the task of fanning to the two little ones. She got out of bed and went outside to get two plates of fruit. She put one plate on the soft small table for the two little ones to eat, and brought the other plate to Zhu Ping'an, who sat on a futon under the bed. The chubby little hand picked up a piece of watermelon pulp with a toothpick and fed it to Zhu Ping'an.

"Hua'er, I can just eat it myself." Zhu Ping'an was not used to the life of a nobleman where he had everything handed to him. He only had his butt bruised, not his arm broken, so he could do it himself.

"Uncle-in-law is injured. The young lady told Huaer to take good care of him. Uncle-in-law reads a book, and Huaer will feed you." Huaer shook her little head firmly and insisted on feeding Zhu Ping'an fruits. She could not sit still. Since the job of fanning was snatched away by the two little ones, she would never give up the one in her hand.

"It won't affect me if I watch while eating." Zhu Ping'an smiled slightly.

"It's best to concentrate on reading." Hua'er was very determined. She raised the watermelon flesh to Zhu Ping'an's mouth with her chubby little hand, as if to show her persistence that if you don't eat it, I will keep holding it until the end of time.

"Uh... okay." Zhu Ping'an looked at the persistent painting and nodded helplessly.

"Haha, uncle eats..."

When the custard-shaped maid Hua'er saw that Zhu Ping'an agreed, she couldn't help but smile happily. She was so happy that her face became as happy as a steamed bun. She held the watermelon flesh and shook it near Zhu Ping'an's mouth.

"Hmm." Zhu Ping'an hummed, opened his mouth and took the watermelon that Hua'er fed him. He took a bite, and his mouth was rustling. The sweet watermelon juice and the faint fragrance filled his mouth. It felt great.

It is sweet and delicious, and very refreshing.

On a hot summer day, eating a bite of iced watermelon is really a great enjoyment in life. Zhu Pingan felt very emotional.

"Uncle, is it delicious?"

The chubby little maid Huaer looked like a child waiting for praise, her chubby little face looking up with anticipation.

"It's sweet and delicious. Very tasty." Zhu Ping'an satisfied her.

Hua'er, the little maidservant of Baozi, smiled with satisfaction, her big eyes narrowed, and she became more motivated. She lowered her head and held a toothpick towards the fruit plate, ready to make another effort and feed Zhu Ping'an another delicious fruit.

What a simple girl.

Zhu Ping'an looked at the happy painting and couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips in infection.

The little maid Huaerya was sitting on the futon under the bed, her head not much higher than the couch. At this moment, Huaer was lowering her head, considering whether to pick up a watermelon or peach or peel a loquat or lychee. Zhu Ping'an was lying on the pillow, just in time to see the top of her head.

Hua'er wore her hair in double spiral buns tied with a red pearl ribbon. Unlike the ones in TV dramas, her bun was not stiff and tall. Instead, it looked lively and cute.

In the summer, Hua'er wore a loose and simple light green embroidered home dress. The top was a collarless and sleeveless light green double-breasted bodice, and the bottom was a colorful embroidered official pink skirt. This kind of dress was not unusual. Women in the Ming Dynasty, especially young girls and young women, liked to wear this kind of casual clothes the most because it was convenient and quick to wear.

Hua'er lowered her head, and the red pearl ribbon tied up her bun fell on her pink neck. Because he was close, Zhu Ping'an could not only see the shallow clavicle dimple in front of Hua'er's neck, but also clearly see the light layer of fluff behind her pink and white neck. The sunlight shone through the window, and the light layer of fluff sparkled in the sun, making her look very cute.

"Uncle, eat lychees."

Hua'er, who had been lowering her head, finally made up her mind. She peeled a lychee, raised her head and blinked expectantly, and with her white and chubby little paws she stretched out the equally white and round lychee to Zhu Ping'an's lips as if offering a treasure.

He raised his head and stretched out his hand. This action pulled Huaer's loose collarless uniform.

In the sun

A dazzling whiteness caught Zhu Ping'an's eyes.

A small white rabbit, white and white, with two ears standing up...

No.

It should be.

The little fat rabbit was fat and white, with two ears standing up. It jumped and hopped, so cute...

What a cute little fat rabbit! Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but feel his nose itchy. A melody from a modern Douyin song that he had heard before inexplicably swirled in Zhu Ping'an's mind, and it couldn't calm down for a long time...

"Uncle, why don't you eat lychees?" Huaer raised her little face, holding up the lychees, and asked in confusion.

"Ahem, eat, eat, eat the little fat rabbit, don't... eat the lychees." Zhu Ping'an was awakened by Hua'er's voice. His old face turned red instantly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He coughed to cover it up, and he almost said something wrong out of guilt.

Do not look at anything inappropriate!

Do not look at anything inappropriate!

Then, Zhu Ping'an repeated it silently in his mind several times, trying hard to divert his gaze away from where he shouldn't be looking.

"Sir, would you like to eat rabbit for lunch? But Miss has already arranged to prepare a venison pot. Why don't you eat rabbit for dinner?" Hua'er thought that Zhu Ping'an wanted to eat rabbit meat, so she looked up and suggested seriously.

"Yes, let's have dinner, let's have dinner." Zhu Pingan nodded repeatedly...