Ruoshui also saw it and said, "The steward of the General's Mansion is here."
After Ruoxuan carefully climbed down from the ladder, the steward of the General's Mansion happened to arrive outside the courtyard of the weak family.
He got off his horse, knocked on the courtyard door politely, and said in as respectful a tone as possible: "Fourth Master, Fourth Madam, the old lady asked me to come and deliver a message to your house. Our master is scheduled to have a funeral the day after tomorrow, and the old lady knows these dates. Everyone is busy today, so I’m afraid you might forget, so I asked the youngest to inform you.”
His eyes quietly took a look at the harvest scene in the yard. This weak family was really different from before.
Ruoshui said calmly: "I'm really sorry. I've been so busy these days that I forgot to put incense sticks for General Jiang. When we are free in a few days, we will definitely come over."
When the stewards of the General's Mansion heard this, they felt displeased and even forgot to burn incense. It was enough to show that they no longer paid attention to the General's Mansion. They collected some grain in the fields and thought that a weak family was still a weak old man when he was here?
If the old lady hadn't repeatedly warned them not to be disrespectful to the weak, he would have immediately taught them a lesson about contempt for loyalty!
In vain, the old general always missed his old friendship and took care of the weak family during his lifetime.
This is really a white-eyed wolf in the family.
No wonder the old lady is angry!
Don't blame the General's government for being unkind if the weak family members are unjust.
Thinking of the old lady's instructions, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and then had a family conversation with Ruoshui, saying how miserable the General's Mansion had been these days, and how sad the Zhou family had been recently, to the point where he almost lost his life.
"...Fortunately, Doctor Qi's superb medical skills saved the old lady. By the way, Doctor Qi has returned from the capital and is now guarding the general's residence. He has great medical skills. The old lady said that he will wait until the old general's affairs are settled. , let Dr. Qi come and show it to me."
Ruoshui was a little surprised when he heard this: "Doctor Qi is back?"
Doctor Qi is the most famous doctor in Jishitang. He has been traveling around the world as a traveling doctor over the years. He has always wanted to ask him to treat his elder brother, but he couldn't find anyone.
The steward of the General's Mansion nodded: "I'm back. I heard that I will only stay for a month and then go on a sea trip."
After he had finished speaking, he held his stomach and said apologetically: "This is really hard to say. I have three urgent needs. I don't know where the latrine is? Can I borrow it?"
His eyes fell in the direction behind the house. The old lady said that the weak boss was locked up in the stone room behind the house.
The steward of the General's Mansion walked towards the hut at the back of the house in the direction pointed by Ruoshui.
The weak family built a row of three back rooms behind the main house. The three rooms were all opened up and renovated. A stone wall was added to the outside, which is very strong.
A hut, a bathhouse, a chicken coop, and a pigsty were built on the left and right sides.
Ruohai lives alone in a stone house. The door is locked from the outside and his feet are chained. This is at his own request.
He was afraid that he would go crazy and run out, hurt someone, and have his family pay for it.
Usually, Ruohai behaves like a normal person. He weaves baskets, baskets, dustpans, dustpans and other bamboo products in the house, or twists hemp ropes, so the weak family never lacks baskets, dustpans and other things.
If you weave more, Ruochuan will sell it in the market and earn some money.
Even though he would occasionally go crazy and smash all the things he knitted, so there was very little he could sell.
The steward of the General's Mansion saw the row of stone houses, his eyes flashed, and he quietly approached the window with light steps.
Ruohai was weaving a basket when he heard strange footsteps approaching and looked up at the window.
As soon as the steward of the General's Mansion approached the window, he met a pair of sharp eyes and was startled. He hurriedly took out the handkerchief and pretended to wipe his sweat, making sure that the people inside could see the pattern on it and ran away.
The old lady said that as long as the boss of a weak family sees this veil, people from the weak family will definitely come to the house and kowtow to the captor general.
The steward of the General's Mansion ran out after drying his handkerchief. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned the corner, he saw a small figure looking at him curiously.
He was shocked!
But he calmed down when he thought that he hadn't done anything.
Ruoxuan looked at the stone house and then at him: "What were you doing just now?"
The steward of the General's Mansion forced himself to calm down: "I'm looking for a latrine. Miss Xuanbao, which one is the latrine?"
Ruoxuan pointed to the corner room.
The steward of the General's Mansion hurried into the latrine, held his nose, stayed there for a while, then walked out, said hello to Ruoshui and left in a hurry.
Ruoxuan glanced at the direction of the latrine and found nothing wrong.
She glanced at the stone house, and then sent the steward a small spell with evil intentions.
The advantage of this spell is that as long as the other party does not do bad things, God will not punish the other party, but as soon as he wants to do bad things, God will punish him!
After throwing away the magic, Ruoxuan curiously walked towards the row of stone houses.
Except for weak boats, Mrs. Lei would not allow any of her children to get close to the stone house.
First, they are worried that the children will be ignorant and irritated.
The second is that he is worried that Ruohai will suddenly go crazy and scare the children.
In the stone house, Ruohai saw the black dog on the veil, and felt a sense of irritation in his whole life.
He squeezed the bamboo strips in his hand, holding back something, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.
At this time, the window darkened, and a small head emerged, shouting in a milky voice: "Uncle."
This sweet uncle sound, with a refreshing floral fragrance, invaded his senses and instantly dispelled the irritability in his heart.
"Xuan Bao, why did you climb onto the window? Get down quickly!" Of course Ruo Hai has seen Ruo Xuan.
"Well, I'm Xuan Bao." Ruo Xuan looked at Ruo Hai carefully.
Hey, the uncle was actually controlled by the evil spirit of the mad dog?
That's why he acts like a rabid dog, biting people when he gets sick.
Ruoxuan's little face became serious: There is actually a mad dog in this world who has been cultivated to a semi-spiritual state?
Fortunately, she was only semi-spiritual, otherwise, she wouldn't have been able to win!
Ruoshui came over at this time and picked up his daughter who climbed to the window and lay on the window like a spider.
He glanced at his brother in the room and asked with concern: "How are you feeling today?"
"I'm fine. Take Xuan Bao out of here quickly. Watch the children carefully and don't let them come over." Although his irritation had dissipated, he was still afraid that he would suddenly lose his mind and scare his precious niece.
Ruoshui felt uncomfortable seeing his once majestic eldest brother, but he still nodded: "I will take Xuan Bao first to see if my mother has finished drying the millet. I still have to go to the village chief to pay the land tax."
Ruoxuan lay on her father's shoulder, thinking about saving her uncle.
The uncle is infected with the evil spirit of a mad dog. If he wants to completely recover, he must catch the mad dog.
We still have to go to the General’s Mansion!
Ruohai nodded, then lowered his head again and began to weave the basket.
Ruoshui hugged Ruoxuan and walked away.
After hearing the footsteps leaving, Ruohai raised his head and looked at their leaving figures with reluctance. The veins on the back of his hands appeared and disappeared, resembling a dog's head.
When will the days of staying alone in this stone house come to an end?
He looked at his pair of hands that once held the red tassel gun and were invincible, but now they could only weave baskets.
Is this how this life is going to end?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel irritated.
He quickly drove away the distracting thoughts in his heart and lowered his head to weave the basket seriously.
But the shadow of the black dog always appeared in my mind intentionally or unintentionally, making me more and more irritable.
