After lunch, Jian Anan went to make some medicine for Chu Zixi.

After Chu Zixi drank the bitter concoction, her little face wrinkled up.

Jian Anan brought another lollipop to Chu Zixi and told her not to eat the stick.

Chu Zixi held the lollipop in his mouth, and when Jian Anan spoke, his eyes immediately widened.

He vaguely heard Jian Anan's voice. Although the voice was very small, it still reached his ears.

Chu Zixi opened his mouth and tried to make a sound.

But he soon became disappointed.

Still no sound came out of his mouth.

Jian Anan noticed something strange about Chu Zixi. She knelt down and asked, "Did Zixi hear my voice?"

Chu Zixi listened carefully with her ears raised.

Faintly, a pleasant voice reached his ears.

He nodded heavily, pointed at his throat, and waved his hand.

Jian Anan smiled and rubbed Chu Zixi's little head.

"Zixi, don't worry, if you can hear the sound now, it means that your illness is more than half healed.

Drink the bitter concoction for two more days and you will be able to speak. "

Chu Zixi listened carefully to Jian Anan's voice.

This time he didn't need to read Jian Anan's lips to know exactly what she was talking about.

Chu Zixi nodded heavily again, with a bright smile on his face.

Shang Dongyue stood aside and looked at Chu Zixi's cute little face. She really wanted to reach out and pinch it.

But she didn't dare, after all, she and Chu Zixi were not familiar with each other.

Besides, Chu Zixi is from the royal family, and she doesn't want to anger him.

Jian Anan rubbed Chu Zixi's little head again and said with a smile: "Zixi, go play. There is no need to drink the bitter medicine today."

As soon as Chu Zixi ran out a few steps, she looked back at Shang Dongyue.

The little brow furrowed and he ignored her, turned around and ran away with fluttering legs.

Seeing that Chu Zixi didn't seem to like her, Shang Dongyue lowered her head and rubbed her clothes with both hands.

Jian Anan saw that Shang Dongyue seemed a little disappointed, so she asked her what was wrong?

Shang Dongyue mumbled for a long time before saying, "Young Master doesn't seem to like me."

Jian Anan smiled: "He knows how to be a stranger. It will be fine once you get familiar with him."

After hearing this, Shang Dongyue finally cleared away the gloom in her heart.

"Miss, is there anything I can do?" Shang Dongyue doesn't want to eat and drink here for free.

Since she is Jian Anan's personal maid, she has to do something for her.

Just now when Jian Anan was boiling medicine, she wanted to help.

But they were all rejected by Jian Anan.

Until now, she didn't dare to ask Jian An'an's last name, so she could only call her miss.

But she heard that other maids called Jian Anan the second young lady.

She also tried to think of calling him this, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them out.

Jian Anan glanced at the one-meter-square ground and thought that the sweet potato seeds needed water to moisten them.

Then he said to Shang Dongyue: "How about you go water some water on the sweet potatoes."

Shang Dongyue already knew that the land set aside was used to grow sweet potatoes.

She immediately agreed and ran to the well to fetch water.

Although she is young, she has learned farming from her father.

She knows how much water is just right.

Jian Anan looked at Shang Dongyue watering the water seriously, and she felt relaxed and happy.

After all, she had never studied growing sweet potatoes.

Xi'er has been helping with watering these two days.

Now that Shang Dongyue is here, there is no need to bother Xi'er anymore.

Jian Anan was about to go back to the house to rest when she heard someone knocking on the courtyard door.

She walked over and opened the door. Standing outside the door was the grandmother who had come to see Xiaodouzi before.

Jian Anan was a little surprised. What did this grandma want to do with her?

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