Liu Mingzhi, who hiccupped all the way, returned to the study. The maid Ying'er was carefully making the bed: "Hey, Master, have you finished your breakfast?"
Liu Mingzhi suddenly noticed that Ying'er was standing there pretty and vaguely. He rubbed his eyes and took a closer look to see that there was really only one person there. After just one meal, he was so drunk that he had no vision. Will he continue to drink this life-threatening drink tomorrow? ? This is really my plan to practice the trumpet. It will make people die. Fifty years of ginseng soup, twenty years of turtle soup, several big kidneys, Liu Mingzhi feels like thinking about the things he just ate. My body felt uncomfortable.
"Ah! Master, you have a nosebleed."
Liu Mingzhi, who was thinking about taking off his robe, subconsciously touched it: "I have a nosebleed. Is this how to patch it up?" When he saw that his right hand was really stained red by the nosebleed, it was red.
Ying'er took out her handkerchief and was about to help the young master wipe off the blood. Her small and exquisite body put her feet on it and wiped off the blood carefully.
Ying'er took a towel, dipped it in cold water and wring it out on Liu Mingzhi's face. The coolness gradually stopped the heat in his body: "Master, can't you do this after two basins of water have been used as a cold compress?"
Liu Mingzhi touched his face and it seemed that it was no longer so hot: "Ying'er, I asked you to pour water on my face. You sprinkled it all on my body. It's very uncomfortable when the wet clothes stick to my body." After speaking, he twisted around.
"Master, who asked you to twist and twist so dishonestly? It's strange that Ying'er's dripping is so stable. There are water stains on the clothes and the table. Ying'er doesn't want to think about it. After twisting the towel for so long, I can't feel my hands anymore. It’s not entirely Ying’er’s fault that there’s a little water.”
Ying'er looked aggrieved, and Liu Mingzhi didn't know what to say: "I don't blame you. It's not my mother's fault. Master, I lost weight in Yangzhou. I can't make up for it." To make up for it, the fifty-year-old wild ginseng makes the young master’s body feel hot, and it feels as if a hundred claws are scratching his heart.”
Ying'er couldn't help but chuckle when she saw the young master's appearance as if he had endured the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty: "Young master, you really don't know how lucky you are when you are in the midst of blessings. Others don't have the chance to drink even if they want to. Young master, you are still full of dissatisfaction." I’d rather, young master, you’d better go change your clothes first to avoid getting cold.”
Liu Mingzhi nodded in hindsight: "Yes, yes, yes, change your clothes first, so as not to feel... it won't be good if you catch a cold, Ying'er, let me change my clothes, young master."
Ying'er's face looked ugly: "But Ying'er has never helped the young master change his clothes. Ying'er is afraid of screwing up. The young master can wear it himself. Ying'er will leave."
"Come and change my clothes. I'm really catching a cold. It's you who will take care of the young master."
Ying'er turned around reluctantly, pouting and taking off Mr. Liu's wet clothes piece by piece.
"Ying'er, if you're bored uncle... bah bah, how about the young master take you to see the goldfish."
"No, I don't want it."
"It's very interesting, come on..."
"Master, these fish are really happy to eat. Look at them all jumping out of the water."
Young Master Liu picked up the tea cup and stirred the tea leaves. He looked at Ying'er who was cheering for joy and looked relieved.
"Of course, this is the bait that the young master carefully prepared using seventy-seven forty-nine recipes. Even thousands of years later, swarms of fish will be crazy about it, not to mention these indigenous goldfish that have never seen the world. Done properly."
Ying'er patted the bait in her palm, held the hem of her clothes and lay on the fence, watching the goldfish swimming in the water: "Master, why are you so nice to Ying'er."
"Of course. You are the young master's personal maid. Of course the young master treats you well. I can't treat the old man's maid Ping'er well. The old man can't kill me."
"The young master is the best young master in Jiangnan... no, in the whole world."
Liu Mingzhi put down the teacup and carefully wiped the tears from the corners of Ying'er's eyes: "Silly girl, why are you crying? The young master didn't bully you when he came back."
Ying'er couldn't help but burst into tears: "Master, Ying'er misses her parents and her younger brothers."
Liu Mingzhi patted Ying'er on the shoulder and sighed: "Are your parents still alive? Master, just take you to find them. Don't cry anymore. Don't cry anymore."
"I can't find them. Ying'er doesn't know where my parents are at all? I haven't seen them in six years, and I've never heard from them."
Liu Mingzhi's expression changed, and he vaguely thought of why. There are two types of servants in the Liu family, one is the servant who makes money in the Liu Mansion for a living, and the other is the servant who sells himself into the Liu Mansion. The people who died in Liu Mansion were the ghosts of Liu Mansion, and they were slaves from generation to generation.
"Were you sold to the Liu Mansion by your parents?"
"kindness."
"Then do you still know where your home is? What is the name of the village?"
"There is a long river in front of Ying'er's house. It is extremely beautiful. Every day at sunrise, the entire river is reflected in red. But it is also very poor. The poor cannot eat or wear clothes. My parents' clothes were passed on to my eldest brother, and my eldest brother's clothes were passed on to me. After I wore them, I gave them to my younger brother. It took me three or four years to sew and mend the clothes. My home is a thatched hut by the river. Every time I wear it, The roof was always blown away in strong winds. It was extremely cold at that time. She was hungry and cold. Ying'er clearly remembered that her mother's hands were cracked by the frost. The friends around us never played with the three of us, brother and sister, because we Unable to bring out snacks to share with them, Ying'er wakes up every day and casts a net with her father, her eldest brother, while her younger brother follows her mother to pick wild vegetables to make a living."
Alas, if you are poor in the busy city and no one cares about you, but if you are rich in the mountains you have distant relatives, this saying will always be so popular, and this world will always be so realistic.
"Both the eldest brother and the younger brother followed their father to the city to sell fish. Every time they came back, they would tell Ying'er what was going on in the city. Ying'er was very envious. Ying'er also wanted to visit the city and see what her elder brother said. People come and go, looking at the colorful life, but Ying'er has been envious of it for three years, and her elder brother has also talked about it for three years. Ying'er has always dreamed of seeing what the city is like, until when Ying'er was ten years old, her parents I don’t know why there was a quarrel, and Ying’er was very scared, because her father always liked to beat Ying’er when he was angry, but not that time. Daddy didn’t beat Ying’er, and he and Ying’er ate a lot of delicious food. This is the first time I’ve eaten so much since I can remember.”
Liu Mingzhi guessed that the reason for the quarrel was whether to sell Yinger or not.
"Ying'er is very happy. Dad is finally willing to take Ying'er into the city. Along the way, Ying'er was imagining what the city is like. Is it the same as what Ying'er dreamed about? It turns out that life in the city is better than Ying'er's. The life Ying'er dreamed of was even better, with colorful clothes, eating all kinds of snacks, and holding all kinds of toys. Only then did Ying'er realize that the world was more than just thatched houses, broken fishing boats, and boats. There are patched old clothes, and there are many big houses, big carriages, and big cities that Ying'er has never seen before. Ying'er really wants to stay here forever, even just to see it."
"Dad, take me to the back of a big house. The house is really big. You can't see the end of the courtyard wall. Dad told me that he has to go out to do something. He will first arrange for Yinger to stay at a relative's house, Liu Mansion. It's really big. Ying'er wears the same colorful clothes as others and eats food she has never eaten before. Although Butler Liu often slaps Ying'er on the palm, he keeps Ying'er well fed and clothed. Her father beats and scolds Ying'er. When I was young, Ying'er couldn't eat anything all day long. At that time, Ying'er thought, Daddy must do things longer so that I can eat more delicious food."
Liu Mingzhi's eyes were also a little sore, and the wind in Liu Mansion was a little noisy.
"But it's too long. It took six years to do this. Ying'er has eaten the good food for six years, but Ying'er misses home. Master, Ying'er misses home. Liu Mansion is so big, with so many houses, but here Without parents, there is no home."
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