First, wait for Commander Tongzhi, the commander of Jin Yiwei, to have dinner.
Xining removed the meat from the chicken breasts and legs, put them in a bowl, brought them to the bedside, and fed Xu Mian one bite at a time.
Zhang Zhong looked at her with eager eyes, as if she could poison her. Seeing Xu Mian glance at him, he said, "I'll help you with the medicine later, and I'll get the noodles."
Xining said calmly: "Thank you, sir." Noodles are easy to burn, so it is really good to eat them as you go.
After finishing half a bowl of chicken, Zhang Zhong brought hot water.
After untying the cloth, the gold wound powder sprinkled on the wound had condensed into strips, and the blood no longer seeped out. Xining carefully wiped away the dried medicinal powder scattered around the wound. Then he put the hand towel into the basin and said, "The wound is no longer a problem. Please help Mr. Zhang to wipe himself."
He also wanted to curry favor, but she just wanted you to serve her, so Zhang Zhong deliberately said: "My daughter is a light-hearted person, so you should take care of her."
After all, she is the eldest daughter of the Gu family, and she is not the young master's side girl. It's already good enough to wipe the wound, but she has to go beyond the limit?
Xining stood up and said, "There are some inconveniences." He walked out.
When I walked into the courtyard, I saw a miserable farmer tied up with straw ropes in the corridor next to the pile of firewood.
After waiting outside the door for a while, Zhang Zhong came out with a basin.
"Go in and wait." Zhang Zhong splashed the water on the dirt floor of the yard, and then walked into the kitchen.
She also followed in and saw Zhang Zhong starting to pour water into the earthen pot on the stove: "Sir, do you still have hot water? My little girl needs some too."
Zhang Zhong thought for a while, and after cleaning it up, Xu Tongzhi said: "Here, there!"
Xining poured some hot water and carried it to the backyard. He didn't dare to take off his clothes, so he put a hand towel into his clothes and wiped it casually.
After you're done, go into the house and find a comb to comb your hair.
Before coming, she stuffed all her hair into the package. She simply put her hair up and let the rest hang to one side and tied it together with a rope.
With the previous experience of being a palace maid, this simple haircut is not difficult. In addition, the master's hair is long and plentiful, which is easy to take care of.
Xu Mian leaned back and watched the eldest lady combing her hair... The hair was tied on the top of the head, letting it hang down naturally, and the tail was tied on the shoulders. The swallow tail was the attire of a young lady who had not left the court. Only married women had their hair combed. She needs to work these days, so this bun is not easy to mess up and looks decent.
Xi Ning combed her hair, and Xu Mian called her: "Comb my hair too!"
I could only go there with a wooden comb.
Putting down Xu Mian's bun, Xi Ning combed it slowly and gently.
Zhang Zhong came in with the cooked noodles. At this time, the hot noodles were poured with half-warm chicken soup, and he was eating them. He saw Miss Gu standing behind the bed, helping Xu Tongzhi comb his hair. She couldn't help but secretly laugh. No wonder she was concerned about his marriage. It seemed that Mr. Xu wanted to get married.
Xu Mian seemed to feel quite comfortable. He squinted his eyes and said leisurely: "Does Miss Gu have such a skill? She is really ingenious."
Xi Ning's heart skipped a beat, and she responded calmly: "The maid is stupid, and she often pulls my daughter's hair when she is combing it. She also has younger siblings, and they have a very good relationship with each other. Sometimes her hair gets messy when playing, and she doesn't dare to go back and be scolded by her mother and aunt. , run to me. Once you go back and forth, you will be able to do it."
That maid holding the meat bun with both hands, trembling with fear, and stuffing it into her mouth? The corners of Xu Mian's mouth raised slightly.
When Xu Mian said this, he did not dare to be perfunctory. Comb the bottom two sections of hair into two small braids, tie them into a round knot, and fix them with hairpins so that the broken hair at the bottom is not easy to come out. This style of hair is popular among young men in Beijing, and it looks less cold.
Zhang Zhong couldn't help but praise: "It's very good to comb it like this. You look more energetic and heroic."
Xu Mian squinted: "Where's the noodles?"
Zhang Zhong immediately handed Xining a bowl of noodles drizzled with a small amount of chicken soup.
Xining... should she still serve? She is the eldest daughter of the Gu family. She has never served anyone in her life. At most, the old lady attended to her once or twice when she was sick, and she only fed her a bowl of soup or something.
Now she is regarded as a medical girl or a maid, but for the sake of the family, there is only... Xining picked up the chopsticks and fed Xu Mian bit by bit.
Zhang Zhong was snoring next to him and started eating. After taking two bites, Xu Mian said: "Zhang Zhong!"
"What's the matter, sir?" Zhang Zhong raised his head, chewing chicken noodle soup in his mouth.
Xu Mian said slowly: "Give that little fellow some food. If he dies of hunger, he will be buried."
Zhang Zhong puffed out his cheeks for a moment, but it took him a while to come back to his senses.
He reacted quickly and put the many smooth noodles on the table that had not yet been served with chicken soup into the bowl: "I'll go right now and order some more noodles. Miss Gu will be able to eat them hot by then." Holding the bowl out.
When did Jin Yiwei worry that a commoner would starve to death? Even if the princes, ministers, and the emperor do not ask questions, they will starve to death and die violently.
It was just to let him do things on purpose. Miss Gu probably hadn't eaten yet and saw him feeling uncomfortable eating. Could it be that Miss Gu really caught Xu Tongzhi's eye?
When he arrived in front of the farmer, he placed the bowl in front of him and loosened his ties: "Eat quickly!"
The farmer was so hungry that he quickly picked up the bowl and started eating. Although the noodles were a bit bland, you could taste the chicken flavor inside.
A chicken is given a sip of soup, not even a piece of meat. His poor chicken is about to lay eggs...
Xi Ning fed Xu Mian mouth to mouth, and Xu Mian ate without any haste, as if he was not embarrassed at all.
After finally finishing the bowl, Xining said: "Chicken is a fat food. I ate a lot today. If adults still want to eat some, the noodles will come over later and I will check if there is any sesame oil to accompany it."
Just as she was about to put the bowl down, Xu Mian reached out and took her hand.
Xu Mian's hands were like human beings, as cold as snake skin.
After these two days, the body owner's subconscious can basically be suppressed. But Xi Ning still felt cold in her heart and did not dare to withdraw her hand.
Xu Mian turned her hand over, palm upward, and looked at it carefully.
Yesterday, when I pulled the reins, a few calluses appeared on my palms, and the calluses suddenly appeared on my tender palms.
Xu Mian looked directly at her: "It seems that Miss Xu is extremely talented. She knows how to drive without a teacher."
Seeing something again, Xi Ning bit the bullet and said, "It's just driving. You only need to use the whip, and the horse doesn't want to go anywhere. In desperation, there is no other choice but to give it a try. It's easier than riding a horse, right? Fortunately, the wheels are stable, and in addition, Lao Ma, it can be regarded as catching up with the duck."
The old horse knows the way and knows how to go even without a whip. This argument still works.
Zhang Zhong came back with a bowl of freshly cooked noodles. When he saw Xu Mian holding Miss Gu's hand, he was stunned... What did he see? What did he see? It's really not a wild guess. It seems that after Miss Gu took action at the critical moment, Xu Tongzhi planned to save her life and promised her life.
Xu Mian let go of his hand, as if nothing had happened.
Xining's cheeks were slightly red and she went to eat noodles.
The noodles made by Mr. Jin Yiwei, combined with the cold chicken soup, taste pretty good.
After Xining finished the bowl in one go, he also ate some chicken.
After eating, before I had time to clean up, I heard something moving outside.
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