Chapter 150

In the days when King Jing is away, Xiaohua often goes to the kitchen to talk with mother he and help her with some work.

Xiaohua thinks mother he doesn't know about her. In fact, mother he already knows.

The old thing Fushun showed off in front of her. She just thought that her highness had nothing to do after that time. Mammy he felt pity for Xiaohua.

She is an old mother. Her Highness is considerate and can only follow her to Jingzhou as an errand. It is said that being an errand is actually providing for the elderly. She is a servant and can't help.

So she can only make soup for Xiaohua every day, hoping to raise the girl more water. Maybe Her Highness will be interested and give the girl a title.

Every time Xiaohua came to the kitchen, mother he would give her some miscellaneous drinks. She didn't want to drink. She thought it was too troublesome for others. Mother he said she was too thin and mended it for her.

But Xiaohua really doesn't think she's still thin. She's fatter than when she became an aunt in her last life. I didn't see it elsewhere. My chest is much fuller. But Xiaohua didn't think about anything else. She just wanted to eat from a small stove in King Jing's house.

Of course, mother he was kind to her, and she saw it in her eyes and kept it in her heart.

No, the sewing work was a little better, so she made a pair of foot socks for mother he and sent them.

Her present craft can only make such small things, and she can't do anything else.

"You girl, you are busy on duty every day and make stitches for Mammy."

The craft is not good, but mother he likes it very much.

"Mammy has opened so many small stoves for me all day. I have to thank Mammy. It's just that the craft is not good. Mammy, don't dislike it."

When it comes to poor workmanship, Xiaohua is embarrassed because the stitches of the socks are really not good, but they always represent a heart.

"Who says the craft is not good? I think the craft is good. It's good to be able to do this for the first time. Mammy also wants to thank Xiaohua." mammy he said while kindly touching Xiaohua's head, suddenly thought of something, took out a bowl of soup and handed it to Xiaohua.

Xiaohua looked at the soup, dark and smelling of medicine, "Mammy, this is also tonic soup. How does it look like medicine."

"Didn't you say that when I was a child, I always had abdominal pain. If I drink more times, I can reduce a lot."

When it comes to small days, little Hualian turns black.

Her childhood has been bad. It was like this in her previous life, but it is still like this in this life. During the period when she came to Jingtai hall, she came to another childhood, which was too painful to be on duty. Unexpectedly, Mammy he remembered it.

"Thank you, Mammy. You are so kind to Xiaohua."

"Drink quickly. Drink this while it's hot."

Although mother he didn't look like anything, the little flower still wet her eyes, but no one saw it through the smoke of the soup.

Two days later, the irregular day of Xiaohua came.

Xiaohua had a bad month in her last life. The dates were always chaotic. Sometimes once a month, sometimes once a few months. I can't get out of bed when the pain is bad, and I look pale like a ghost when the pain is not bad.

So this time she was ready to lie in bed for a few days. Unexpectedly, the pain was still painful, but it didn't hurt very much.

It seems that mother he's medicine is still useful?

During this period, mother he gave her a lot of soup and medicine, and Xiaohua didn't resist. Knowing that these things were good for herself, she drank them one by one.

Xiaohua's little day was surprisingly smooth. In addition to the pain on the first day, it was much easier behind. This made her overjoyed and thanked mother he again and again. She didn't have any other ideas. As long as she didn't suffer, she felt it was a great blessing.