Chapter 893 Nineties (3)

Aunt Gui left with a gloomy face, walked out of the yard and saw Xiaoli tidying up the sheets, she walked over with her hips on her hips, and grabbed Xiaoli's ears.

"ah……"

Xiao Li cried out in pain.

"What's your name?" Aunt Gui slapped her across the face, making Xiao Li dare not make a sound, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Little bitch, did you sue that little ancestor?" Aunt Gui grabbed her ear and twisted it vigorously, "How did I tell you, you dare to sue her, ah?"

"I didn't." Xiaoli shook her head, choked up and explained, "Aunt Gui, I didn't say anything..."

"You didn't say anything, what's going on with her today?" She suddenly had to eat so much, and her attitude towards her changed so much.

Especially her attitude made Aunt Gui flustered for no reason.

"Aunt Gui, it's wrong for you to steal Missy's food...it's all for Miss and Mrs. to replenish her body."

When Aunt Gui heard Xiaoli say this, she pinched her twice again, "You still said you didn't say it? How much food can she eat as a little girl? If you don't eat those things, they will be spoiled if left alone." .”

"Let me tell you, if you want to work here, just keep your mouth shut. Here, I have the final say, do you hear me?"

Xiaoli didn't say a word, and the salary offered by Jian's family was higher than that of working part-time.

Everyone is very difficult in this world, and she doesn't want to lose this job.

Aunt Gui was sent by Jian's family. If she said a word, she might not be able to do it by herself, so before Xiaoli saw it, she could only pretend not to see it.

After Aunt Gui taught Xiaoli a lesson, she ordered her to cook for Mingshu, and threatened her to fire her if she dared to talk nonsense.

The things were delivered yesterday, and Aunt Gui hasn't touched much.

Xiaoli prepared the food and sent it to Mingshu.

"Where's Aunt Gui?"

"Aunt Gui...is cleaning up the kitchen." Xiaoli felt a little unnatural, her ears were still red.

Mingshu picked up the chopsticks without asking any further questions.

Aunt Gui didn't abuse the original owner, but she was a little careless and liked to steal the original owner's things.

The original owner had a bad appetite before, couldn't eat much, and even didn't want to touch some things, so he didn't know much about these things.

Aunt Gui is relying on the fact that the original owner is not clear, sometimes many good things are not made for the original owner, and she eats them directly.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and the original owner is not a talkative person. Her life here is more comfortable than that of the original owner.

"Miss...has a good appetite today." Xiaoli was a little frightened, but that was no longer a good appetite.

Mingshu touched his stomach, "Remember to prepare supper for me at night, I'm still growing."

Xiaoli responded with a murmur, and prepared medicine for her, "Miss, take medicine."

Mingshu: "..."

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Knock Knock...

When Aunt Gui heard the knock on the door, she muttered, who will knock at the door in the middle of the night?

Xiaoli kept watch at night and slept next to Mingshu's room, far away from the front yard, so she probably couldn't hear the knock on the door.

Aunt Gui had to put on her clothes to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Aunt Gui was dumbfounded, "Master...Master...why are you here?"

It's still this late.

The person who came was wearing a light blue shirt, with a suit under his arm, and his cuffs were rolled up, revealing a valuable watch, as if he had just returned from a certain banquet.

He looked at Aunt Gui indifferently, "Where's Xixi?"

Aunt Gui was most afraid of this young master at Jian's house, she swallowed, "Miss... fell asleep."

Jian Shu walked inside, "There is something in the car, go and get it."

The cars can only be parked at the entrance of the village, which is quite a distance from the entrance of the village, but Aunt Gui dared not complain, so she took a flashlight and went to the car at the entrance of the village to get something.

Jian Shu went to take a look at the door of her sister's room to make sure she had fallen asleep.

He rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He received a call from her at home this afternoon, and no one in the family could leave. He could only rush over after participating in the activities.

Early the next morning.

Before Mingshu got up, Jian Shu knocked on the door and came in.

Jian Shu and Jian Xi are very similar in appearance, one can tell at a glance that they are brother and sister.

"elder brother."

Mingshu called out.

Jian Shu's tense face eased a little, walked to the bedside, reached out and touched her forehead, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Mingshu shook his head, much better after sleeping.

Jian Shu had already heard from Xiaoli in the morning that her sister would get sick because she went to watch the stars in the middle of the night.

I wanted to teach her a few words, but thinking about her physical condition, she was rarely able to stay in the room all day like ordinary people, so she could only swallow it back, "Brother will take you to the town for a review later."

Mingshu thought about yesterday's medicine, "I'm fine."

Jian Shu brushed her forehead with her fingertips, "It doesn't matter what you say, the doctor has the final say. If the doctor says it's okay, there is a flower market in the town recently, how about I take you to see it?"

They are rich in flowers here, and now the country advocates getting rid of poverty and becoming rich, so the flower market has also been held in recent years.

It's a lively event.

People from nearby villages, neighboring towns, and even the city all came to join in the excitement.

Although Mingshu was smiling, Jian Shu felt that his sister didn't expect much.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Jian Shu suddenly became nervous, "Tell brother, why is it uncomfortable?"

"No, I'm hungry." Mingshu smiled, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jian Shu stretched out her hand to support her, "What are you doing down here, brother will get you breakfast if you're hungry, and lie down quickly."

Mingshu pulled out his arm without showing any signs, "If you lie down again, you will be useless."

Jian Shu rubbed her head twice, "You're talking nonsense, then get dressed, and brother will go and see if your breakfast is ready."

"Um."

Watching Jian Shu leave, Mingshu pulled the hair off his head. How did the original owner push the family who loved her so much to the false heroine?

Mingshu opened the closet, and it was full of the most popular little skirts in the city, most of which were pink and tender in color. Mingshu picked out a goose yellow little skirt, put on socks and shoes, opened the door and went out.

Aunt Gui has prepared breakfast and is waiting for her at the table.

His expression was a little apprehensive and cautious.

Jian Shu came in from the outside with a box in her hand. Seeing that her sister was neatly dressed and her spirits were better than usual, she couldn't help but smile, and put the box on the dining table, "I brought you some snacks, see if you like it No."

Mingshu opened the box, the dim sum inside was exquisite, she twisted a piece and put it directly into her mouth.

"good."

Jian Shu served her porridge, "If you like it, I'll ask mom to bring some more."

Mingshu smiled openly, "Thank you bro."

Good man!

Good life is safe!

After Mingshu finished his breakfast, he wiped his hands and said, "Brother, I won't need Aunt Gui to take care of me from now on."

She called home. After all, Aunt Gui's salary was paid by Jane's family, and she was also an old man of Jane's family.

When Aunt Gui heard this, her calves trembled, "Miss, what am I doing wrong?"

Mingshu put down the handkerchief to wipe his hands, "What's wrong with you, don't you know?"

"Miss, I don't know..."

Aunt Gui pretended to be stupid.

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll count the number for you." Mingshu snapped his fingers, "Give me the cold porridge, and let Xiaoli do what you should do. The things my parents sent , Most of it is what you eat? I often can’t find anyone..."

Every time Mingshu said something, Aunt Gui's face turned pale.

The smile on Jian Shu's face faded from the cold porridge that Mingshu told her, and she looked at Aunt Gui with cold eyes.