1642 The Real World 2

"What do you want to eat, I'll cook tonight?" Bei Yutang said to one big and one small.

The boy Mo immediately shook his head, "Mother, you just woke up, let's make dinner."

Daixiang agreed again and again, "Sister Mu, you have a good rest, just leave the dinner to me."

Looking at this worried little face, he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not as delicate as you think. It's just a little dinner, I can still do it."

The two couldn't beat her, and in the end, Bei Yutang did the cooking herself.

Bei Yutang looked at Daixiang who was helping out, "I've been sleeping the past few days, are you frightened?"

Daixiang nodded and shook her head again, "Sister Mu, do you want to go see the doctor?"

Bei Yutang smiled and said, "No, it's an old problem. You'll be used to it in the future."

Daixiang felt that there was still such a disease in the world, she would be lethargic, and she would not wake up for several days after falling asleep.

Because of Bei Yutang's return, the small courtyard was a little more angry, and the laughter in the house was much more than a few days ago.

In the early morning of the next day, two figures, one big and one small, were breathing and breathing in the courtyard. When Daixiang got up, she saw that the two masters were busy practicing martial arts. She walked to the kitchen softly without disturbing them.

After she made breakfast, Bei Yutang and Xiao Zimo also completed a day's morning exercise.

As soon as they had breakfast, there was a knock on the courtyard door.

Daixiang went to open the door and was a little surprised to see Zhao Erhu standing outside the courtyard.

"I'm looking for Mrs."

Daisy got out of the way and led him in.

This house was rented through the introduction of Zhao Erhu, and the two parties are also old acquaintances.

As soon as Bei Yutang saw him coming, he knew something was going on, but he didn't rush him to say, "Sit down and eat together."

Zhao Erhu's mother refused, but seeing the thick white porridge, white meat buns, and various delicious side dishes on the table, his stomach rumbling unsatisfactorily.

Zhao Erhu was no longer polite. After thanking him, he sat down to have breakfast together.

A hearty breakfast like this can only be eaten by wealthy people, but not all at once. Looking at their appearance, he thought it was the most common meal, and he couldn't help but envy this little girl, Daixiang, enjoying such a good master.

After solving the problem of people's livelihood, Zhao Erhu began to talk about the business, "The person you asked me to inquire about already has an eye. You said that Qian Yuanwai is no longer in Linzhou Mansion. As early as three years ago, he committed an accident and the whole family was imprisoned. As for the maids and servants in Qian Yuanwaifu, they were all sold separately."

"I searched from these maids and found two maids that are somewhat similar to what you said. Now they are in different places. One is a maid in Zhang Yuanwai's house, and the other is..."

Having said this, Zhao Erhu's voice paused.

He didn't quite know what the relationship between the woman she was looking for was related to her, but no matter what the relationship was, that place was always difficult to explain.

"Where?" Bei Yutang asked, seeming to see his concern, and added at the end, "It's alright, you can talk."

Zhao Erhu coughed lightly, "Yihong Courtyard."

Bei Yutang is no longer a boudoir girl who does not walk out the door. When she hears this name, she naturally knows where it is.

Once a woman falls into that kind of place, her life is over.