For some reason, Wei Xian felt very tired for a while.

The bottom of a pair of pearl black eyes, a bit of weakness and hesitation, gradually came up.

Lingzhu did not dare to persuade her any more, and only accompanied her out of the East Courtyard.

The old maidservants who were surrounded by the outside, don't know when they have dispersed, at first glance looked deserted.

Only on the edge of the flowerbed in front, there was a crisp applause.

"Snapped."

"Snapped."

...

One by one.

Wei Xian didn't care, she heard the voice when she was in the room, guessed that it was punishing the servant outside, and now she doesn't care.

Looking at the sound, it was Friday's family who was smacking someone's mouth.

A while ago, she had someone to clean up her daughter, but she didn't expect that she would do it now.

Wei Xian thought slowly, she would definitely go up to take a look in the past, but she was really in no mood today, so she turned around and wanted to find a way back to the West Courtyard.

But at the moment when she turned around, something flashed in her mind—

wrong!

How could that maid who was being held on her knees look so familiar?

Wei Xian's eyelids twitched fiercely, and he turned his head almost immediately and looked intently.

But seeing that the maid was pressed by two rough old women, gagged her mouth, and her face was beaten like a man, only those eyes were full of tears, and she kept looking at her side, her throat was full of tears. There was a muffled cry of "woohoo".

This is not the Ruizhu who is serving in her room, which one is it?

For a while, Wei Xian's eyes were darkened.

Lingzhu finally reacted, panicked and angry, and shouted: "What are you doing?!"

In the room, Lu Jinxi sat on the heated kang when he heard movement outside.

She frowned, not happy: "What are you doing, making noises?"

"Go back to grandma, it's Ruizhu's side. The third grandma just walked over and saw it, and now there's a commotion."

The maid standing outside the door saw it, and bowed back tremblingly.

"That doesn't matter."

Lu Jinxi didn't take Na Ruizhu's business to heart.

"It's not stupid that she can endure like that. This matter has not been smoothed out today. Even if you want to ask me for 'justice' for that girl, she will not pick it up today. Nothing will happen."

What's more, where does "justice" come from?

Ruizhu's maid deserved to be beaten, but it just happened to fall into the hands of the enemy of Wu's family, and she suffered worse.

Wei Xian is not stupid, so he can figure it out when he goes back and asks for himself.

"Close the doors and windows, it's so noisy."

Lu Jinxi gave an order.

The maids immediately closed the door, closed the window, and moved quickly.

When Qingque saw it, she still suspected that she was in a dream.

In the past, they didn't move, and they complained when they moved. Today, the second grandmother called them, and they were all stuck with talismans on their hands and feet, faster than anyone else...

The change was so great that she felt a little uncomfortable.

However, Lu Jinxi didn't think there was anything wrong.

She just retracted her gaze and looked at Xue Chi in front of her again, just in front of a pair of big eyes, filled with a bit of surprise, a bit of exploration, a bit of hesitation, and... a bit of fear.

At the moment when the eyes met, he immediately trembled, quickly lowered his head in embarrassment, and dodged away.

The thick eyelashes, long and black, hang down like two small fans.

Qing Que had already wiped off the dirt on his little face, and all that was left were purple and red scars. Although he was young, the bridge of his nose was very straight, and his lips were pursed so tightly that he smelled stubborn.

This was the first time that Lu Jinxi had looked at the child carefully after entering the house.

At a glance, she knew that this was indeed a little bully, and he was afraid that he was still stubborn.

However, it should not be as bad as imagined.

After all, you know fear.

I think it was because she had a quarrel with Wei Xian just now, and she was too tense, scaring him.

Lu Jinxi didn't know how Lu's got along with her children in the past, but only after hearing that she taught her children to read and write, she guessed that the mother and son get along more like a student and a husband.

But now it's her in this shell, not the Lu family. It's hard to replicate the original way of getting along.

Lu Jinxi has never brought children and rarely gets along with children. She can only follow her own guesses, cross the river by feeling the stones, and take it step by step.

Seeing that Xue Chi refused to look up at her, she slowed her voice: "Did your mother scare you just now?"

Xue Chi buried his head and said nothing.

Lu Jin cherished that the relationship between this child and the Lu family should not be so bad that he couldn't even say a word. Maybe he was frightened, or he was pretending to be unwilling to pay attention to himself.

At times like these, prying open a child's mouth is like negotiating with someone.

How can we let our guard down?

It's simple, put yourself in his camp and make him think you're on his side and you're a gang.

As soon as his mind moved, Lu Jinxi started talking again: "You are six years old, you are not young, but you are already a little man. Mother believes that you are very smart, and you have your own right and wrong in your heart. You saw it just now, you Hit your third aunt with the medicine jar, but your mother is on your side, and she didn't say anything wrong to you."

Xue Chi's head finally slowly lifted up.

He seemed a little guilty. He glanced at Lu Jinxi quickly, lowered his eyes again, and said in a dull voice, "I know my mother is for my good. But I, I don't like the third aunt..."

Did not like the third aunt to mention his father.

Although everyone said he was a little bully, Xue Chi felt that he was very sensible.

Just like his mother didn't say it, he also knew what the word "chi" in his name meant.

He felt that he was just a little bad-tempered and a little less patient...

Of course, in the eyes of adults, these are ignorance.

"I know what you don't like about her. It's understandable, no one likes her, you're not wrong..."

Lu Jinxi's voice was softly like a cloud floating in the sky.

Xue Chi just listened, still soft and soft, but it seemed a little different.

In the past, whether he listened to his mother, read poems, or instructed servants, he would always think of a gray and drizzly day.

But now listening to his mother talk, it is not a happy event, and he is not in a good mood, but he remembers the blue sky and white clouds in the spring.

This feeling is hard to describe.

Xue Chi couldn't say what was going on, only vaguely felt that he didn't hate it.

He couldn't help but raised his head and looked at her carefully.

I haven't seen each other for more than half a month. heard that mother was sick and almost didn't wake up.

So now she looks thinner and paler than before. She should think she is haggard, but there is a condensed look in her eyes.

Xue Chi actually felt that when his mother watched, she was more energetic than before when she was not sick.

"...So, you should also know that mother is a person who can distinguish right from wrong and will think about you."

Lu Jinxi had been talking for a while, she tried her best to guide him, and finally brought the topic to the matter of the British government.

"Before they said that you fought with the second son of Luo next door, and Aunt Qingque asked you why, but you didn't want to tell me. Now that my mother is back, would you like to tell my mother?"

"I don't!"

Xue Chi, who had not dared to speak before, immediately refused after hearing her words.

The small body tensed up almost instantly, staring at her with wide eyes, two sword eyebrows flying diagonally, a little angry, full of vigilance and precaution.