Nearly noon.
More than a dozen maids, in groups of three and two, entered the Xiyun Pavilion one after another, rubbing their shoulders and beating their backs, complaining with a sigh:
"There are so many people in the garden who don't need it, so why let us suffer from this?!"
"In my opinion, some people think that our grandma has lost power and is rushing to kill chickens as an example..."
"Shh! That's what the eldest wife meant. You're tight, so don't implicate us!"
Because one of the maids mentioned 'eldest wife', the courtyard suddenly became quiet. Although everyone was angry, no one dared to say a word.
Seeing that the maids were in despair, they were about to do a bird and beast retreat. Suddenly, someone pointed to the main room and said, "Huh? Why do you have to hang the curtains again at noon?"
Everyone looked at the prestige, but they saw that, as expected, the newly replaced glass windows last year were already tightly covered by pink veils.
A maid blurted out: "It can't be the second grandma's illness, what's the repeat?"
Immediately, countless blank eyes stared at him - as long as the IQ reaches the average of the Han people, it is not difficult to guess that Wang Xifeng is pretending to be sick.
Since it is pretending to be sick, what else is there to repeat
However, the rash little girl was only twelve or thirteen years old, so it was understandable that she couldn't figure out what was going on inside.
"okay."
At this time, Sister Shan, who was in the lead, said, "Everyone is gone. While grandma has nothing else to do, it's better to take a break."
As she said that, she walked to the main room on her own. Since she came back from the garden, someone should report to Wang Xifeng.
"elder sister!"
At this time, a maid who was close to her suddenly caught up from behind and reminded in a low voice, "You must be careful. When Xiaohong died last time, the curtain was drawn in broad daylight."
Sister Shan's body froze for a moment, and then she spat: "Bah, bah, Tong Yan Wuji, the wind blows away!"
After the spit, she gave the maid another look, and whispered, "Sister, I'm innocent, how can that be compared to that hoof?"
After speaking, he walked towards the main room again, but the pace was unconsciously slowed by half a beat.
Seeing the door, Sister Shan took a deep breath, raised her hand and was about to knock, when the door suddenly moved to the left and right, revealing Ping'er's neat figure.
"came back?"
Ping'er looked at it with her head, and the maids in the yard had not yet dispersed before asking Sister Shan, "Did you send someone to inform the eldest wife, after all, she sent this errand."
"Don't worry, sister, I have sent someone to go."
Sister Shan was taken aback at first, but after seeing clearly that it was Ping'er, she felt relieved and said with an apologetic smile: "This morning, there is no one to help, it's really hard work, sister - if there is any delay It's an errand, even if my sister tells me to do it."
"There's nothing to command."
Ping'er shook his head, then remembered something again, and said hurriedly: "By the way, grandma has a bad appetite today, so I don't see the slightest bit of oily smell. You can prepare some plain ones on the stove, ready to send them over at any time."
"Hey~ I'll go tell them now!"
Sister Shan hurriedly responded, and was about to turn around and go to the inner kitchen to inform her when she saw the maid she sent to inform the eldest wife. Incredible! We are making a monster in our house!"
With this voice, the maids who had just dissipated immediately gathered up from all directions again, and they were making inquiries.
Ping'er had already backed up and retracted into the room, but seeing this situation, she hurriedly walked out again, closed the door with her backhand, and scolded loudly, "What's the trouble, wake up the second grandmother, who will take care of you? up?!"
After she had subdued everyone, she beckoned to call the maid who was passing the message to her, and said with a cold face, "What the hell is going on, please explain to me one by one!"
Seeing that Ping'er's face was cold, the maid immediately became anxious, and hurriedly replied: "I went to the front yard to spread the word, and saw that there was a mess of porridge over there, saying that some cat demon was causing trouble, and... Bite it off!"
This heavy news immediately caused an uproar.
"Shut up!"
Ping'er let out another low roar, looked around at everyone and said, "Every one hears the wind and it is rain, what kind of monsters come from this day? I can warn you, I don't care if this word comes out of other people's mouths, if it comes from you If it comes out of her mouth, see if I don't tear her mouth apart!"
With that said, he turned around and entered the main room, closing the door with a bang.
All the maids, you look at me, I look at you, after all, I still don't dare to get together and gossip.
…
Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, Ping'er sighed, and quietly locked the door, and then quickly walked to the inner room.
Going around the screen of the four seasons, the first thing that catches the eye is a piece of broken porcelain, with a feather duster lying in the middle.
Looking further in, the light apricot-colored tent was also ripped off halfway, and was placed loosely on the edge of the bed, in stark contrast to the black and red bloodstains on the mattress.
At this time, Wang Xifeng was paralyzed between the bloodstain and the tent, half naked and tender feet even stepped on the bloodstain.
Ping'er carefully bypassed the broken ceramic pieces on the ground, and whispered in front of the bed, "There is no leak there, only that it was bitten by a cat."
"cat?"
Wang Xifeng turned his head slowly, the focus in the eyes of the Danfeng triangle slowly condensed, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha..."
And along with her laughter, there were traces of blood between her lips and teeth.
Ping'er saw her laugh sternly, and her body was even more embarrassed. She couldn't help but feel sore in her nose. She pushed aside the scattered veil on the head of the bed, leaned over and sat beside Wang Xifeng, and said in a soft voice, "Everything is over, He must have learned this lesson, and he wouldn't dare to beat you again..."
"It's over?!"
Before the clinker could finish speaking, Wang Xifeng suddenly turned her head to stare at her, and asked fiercely, "Why?!"
Ping'er shrank back subconsciously, but still persuaded: "I know grandma is not happy, but this kind of thing really needs to be made clear, how will you deal with yourself in this family in the future?"
"Humph!"
Wang Xifeng snorted coldly, and didn't bother to put on her shoes, she reached out and dragged the mandarin duck pillow to the ground, then stepped on it with her blood-stained bare feet, and groped under the bed.
"What is grandma looking for, can I help you find it?"
Ping'er also got out of bed, and wanted to help Wang Xifeng, but as soon as she got a cat's waist, she saw Wang Xifeng grabbing a bloody thing from the bottom of the bed!
"This... this is?!"
Ping'er was taken aback and almost collapsed on the broken porcelain.
However, Wang Xifeng's face was full of resentment and excitement. She looked at the thing in her hand over and over several times, and suddenly ordered, "Go find a salt jar!"
After a pause, he added: "Remember to ask on the stove to see how they usually marinate the bacon."
wax…
Bacon? !
Could it be that my grandmother actually hated to eat her flesh and sleep her skin? !
Ping'er was even more frightened, stepping back a few steps on the broken porcelain, looking at Wang Xifeng in horror.
"Where did you go!"
Seeing her appearance, Wang Xifeng knew that she was wrong, and scolded angrily: "I want to keep this thing and use it as a handle for that old beast!"
As she spoke, she raised the half of her ear fiercely: "With this thing, let him go east, and he won't dare to go west; let him beat the dog, and he won't dare to drive the chicken."
"I want him to live in the hands of his aunt, trembling and fearful for the rest of his life!"