Mo Liancheng laughed and got up and asked, "sister Rong, you are OK if you are not hurt. Please ask the workers to clean up. I will go to the company first..."

Walking to the door, Mo Liancheng suddenly turned back and said, "by the way, don't forget to drink the soup in the pot for a while. It's nourishing."

"Know I know... "

"Why do you How can you pour out all the soup? It's a waste As soon as the housekeeper Tang entered the kitchen, he saw that sister Rong poured all the fish soup that had been cooked in the early morning into the pool.

Although uncle Tang lives in a rich family, he is also very thrifty. From the point of view, he can't waste half of it.

Rong elder sister was scared, some angry said, "you walk without sound, you want to frighten me to death!"

"Why are you so angry?" Steward Tang and sister Rong are old acquaintances. When they were young, they had already worked together in the Mohist family. Naturally, they were very familiar.

Elder sister Rong rolled her eyes severely and wiped her hands with some soup on her apron at will. "If it's too wasteful, you can drink it!"

Finish saying, then gas rushed out of the kitchen.

"You How can I drink when you're all down! This Aron has a strange disposition Housekeeper Tang sighed and picked up the leftovers in the pool.

But in the middle of Butler Tang's cleaning up, a pair of busy hands stopped in the middle of the air, and did not move his eyes for a long time.

A few days later, Mu Qingqing still had no appetite. Apart from drinking some porridge cooked by Uncle Tang himself, he hardly ate anything. The whole person was almost always locked in the bedroom and seldom came out.

The Chamberlain of Tang Dynasty is full of melancholy, and Mo Liancheng is also invisible. As soon as she returns to Donglin villa, she comes back to me to accompany Mu Qingqing. However, sister Rong sees all these things in her eyes. She just doesn't say anything, but she still can't sit still.

As usual, housekeeper Tang went to the direction of the master bedroom on the third floor with the cooked pumpkin porridge. However, the attentive elder sister Rong stopped her. She spread out her hands and took the tray. "I'll just send it to the young lady. A new gardener is coming in the back garden. Go and have a look. I heard that those with thick hands and thick feet don't spoil those precious flowers and plants!"

Steward Tang stopped elder sister Rong. After all, according to her temperament, it was a little strange today. "You'd better go to the garden and have a look. I've been sending porridge up these days, and the young master has also ordered me to look at the young lady, so don't bother you!"

"Ah

Sister Rong dodged Tang Shuyao's hand of grabbing the tray back. She said eagerly, "do you still believe me? Besides, I don't want to go to the garden and watch the men work. It's too dry and dirty to go there."

"Oh, you..."

Tang shuao couldn't resist Rong Jie, so he sighed and went to the back garden. No matter how old a woman is, she is always worried about skin problems. This reason can't be more appropriate.

Looking at the back of Butler Tang's departure, sister Rong smiles at ease.

For a long time, there was a knock on the door. Mu Qingqing coughed softly and said, "come in, uncle Tang. You can put the porridge at the door first. I don't have any appetite."

"Young lady, it's me. Steward Tang is busy with other things. The porridge is ready. You'd better drink it while it's hot." Said, Rong elder sister then without permission directly into the bedroom inside, will bowl to Mu Qingqing in front of.

Mu Qingqing's eyes suddenly became fierce. She lifted the quilt and got up and approached sister Rong step by step.

"What's wrong with you, young lady?"

"You What are you going to do... " Step by step, sister Rong was forced back to the corner of the wall, and the tray in her hand was a little unstable.

"Liancheng said," sister Rong, you are not well recently. You are overworked. This pumpkin porridge is specially called by Uncle Tang. It has a lot of valuable American ginseng. It's especially suitable for elder sister Rong. Drink it while it's hot. " Mu Qingqing said something strange. She raised her hand and took the bowl in her hand, shaking it in front of sister Rong.

Rong elder sister was shocked, and her frightened eyes kept turning on Mu Qingqing's cold face, but she kept hiding herself.

"No, no, no, I don't like pumpkin porridge. You'd better have it." Sister Rong's breath became thick and clumsy, and raised her hand in front of her.

"I'll let you drink now. It's an order. Is there anything you refuse?" Mu Qingqing's eyes became grim. Her weak body seemed to have strength. She stretched out her other hand and pulled away sister Rong's hand in front of her. She was rude and forced to pour porridge into her mouth.

"Oh, no, you're out of your mind."

"Take it away, I want to tell the young master, you crazy woman!" After all, she is old, and her strength is not half of that of Mu Qingqing. Seeing that porridge was about to stick on her lips, sister Rong closed her eyes and pushed hard. The bowl fell from Mu Qingqing's hand to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Rong elder sister's gravity is not stable, sits on the ground, one face is frightened.

Mu Qingqing laughed and turned to look at sister Rong. "Your reaction is too fierce. What's the matter? Why don't you drink it? I heard uncle Tang say that you like pumpkin porridge best! What's more, the fish soup from a few days ago has been poured down. It's not like sister Rong's style! ""I..."

Rong elder sister's words were blocked for a moment, but she called Mu Qingqing to be empty. She scolded her in a harsh tone, "if you can't say it, you might as well ask me to say it for you."

"This bowl of porridge is poisonous, isn't it?" Mu Qingqing leaned down and his burning eyes fell on sister Rong, like a sword against her throat, as if she could be killed at any time.

Sister Rong's eyes dodged, but suddenly raised her voice, "don't talk nonsense. What evidence do you have to prove that it is poisonous. I know you don't like me and want to drive me out of Donglin villa, but I can tell you today that you are a woman married by the young master, but you have no right to drive me away! "

"She doesn't have rights, so I do!"

Outside the door came the murian city's bleak and low voice. The bedroom door was pushed open. To be exact, it was kicked. A loud noise came from the door, and was shut down again. Sister Rong was startled, and her eyes widened to look at Mo Liancheng and the steward Tang standing behind her.

"Uncle Tang, show her!" Mo Liancheng cold voice orders, Tang housekeeper then a face embarrassed with a tablet computer to Rong sister side.

"Ah Rong, why are you so confused? We have been in the Mohist School for more than 20 years. The master and the young master have treated us well. How can you move such a terrible mind? It's really not right!"

Tang housekeeper sighed again and again, then put the monitoring screen on the screen in front of sister Rong.