ugly moth

Qian Weisheng's room was just behind the living room of the main house, and Fei Mo secretly wrote down the path he walked in the dark area.

"The door owner's room is here, please keep your voice down, if the door owner is not awake, don't keep calling him to get up." An Yi said to Fei Mo in a super low voice.

If the surroundings were not quiet enough, Fei Moth might not be able to hear clearly.

Fei Mo nodded: "Don't worry, I won't make the sect master angry."

After finishing speaking, Fei Mo put down her things, knocked lightly on the door three times, and then asked: "Master, have you got up yet?"

No one answered at the door, Fei Mo didn't continue to knock, but picked up the wooden bucket and went to the kitchen to replace it with a new bucket of hot water, and came back exactly a quarter of an hour before continuing to knock on the door, the same three times.

"Master, are you up yet?" Fei Mo asked softly.

I was stunned by this approach, but I didn't expect it to be like this; the previous housekeepers yelled and stopped for a while and then continued to yell, no wonder Qian Misheng lost his temper.

Sure enough, Qian Misheng was not angry, but responded in the room: "Come in."

Feimo brought hot water, pushed the door into the room, and said after closing the door: "Master, I brought you hot water. It's cold. If you feel cold, just tell me, and I'll bring you some hot water." Change."

Qian Weisheng paused for a while, and then came out from behind the screen: "There is no need to bring me hot water from now on, I won't need it."

"Can't you use it?" Fei Mo paused for pouring hot water for Qian Misheng, then raised her eyes to look around, the room was chilly, it didn't look like there was hot water.

"I don't need it, Anyi will prepare water for me to wash up." Qian Weisheng explained.

Fei Mo suddenly exclaimed: "How can this be possible! An Yi prepared cold water, right? In this weather, how can there be any reason to ask the master to use cold water? It's outrageous!"

Qian Weisheng was stunned, not knowing why Fei Mo suddenly became angry: "Cold water also—"

"No." Fei Mo poured hot water into a wooden basin, brought it to Qian Misheng's side, wetted Qian Misheng's towel and gave it to him, "This water has white wine added, which is different from the one An Yi sent, and it can drive away cold."

Qian Misheng hesitated for a moment, but still took the towel.

"The rest of the hot water is in the wooden bucket, door owner, remember to use it to soak your feet, and also, can you accept putting ginger in the water?" Fei Mo conveniently cleaned up Qian Weisheng's things, and continued to ask .

"..." Qian Weisheng used the hot water full of alcohol for the first time, and felt like meat seasoned with alcohol, waiting to be cooked.

Oh, Fei Moth also puts ginger in it.

Qian Weisheng put down the towel and asked Fei Mo in a low voice, "Are you going to boil me?"

Fei Mo was stunned, unable to laugh or cry: "Where are you going... Baijiu and ginger boiled water to take a bath and soak your feet can dispel the cold. It's too cold today, and you don't go out often, so you must dispel the cold."

"Are you looking down on me?" Qian Weisheng's face turned cold for a moment, and he stared at Fei Mo, as if he would kill Fei Mo if he didn't say a word right.

"Sect Master, what do you think? Anyone can use this. Those children also wash in this way in winter, just like taking a bath with herbal soup during the Dragon Boat Festival. It is not discrimination." Fei Mo explained helplessly.

From Fei Mo's point of view, there are many things that are common sense that Qian Misheng doesn't understand, and Ming Ming is a little older than him, but he looks like a child.

Qian Misheng really shifted his attention: "Really?"

"Of course it is true." Fei Mo pushed the wooden barrel to Qian Misheng, "You haven't said whether you like ginger or not? If not, you have to put something else in."

"Then ginger." Qian Weisheng replied reluctantly.

Fei Mo nodded in relief, feeling excited that her own child was really sensible: "The little one will bring you breakfast, by the way, what else do you want to eat besides porridge?"

Qian Misheng staggered Fei Mo's shining gaze: "Anything is fine."

"Okay, I'll go now, little one, and I'll be right back." Fei Mo smiled and got up and walked out, and closed the door intimately.

No one with disabilities wants to be seen changing clothes, bathing, and soaking feet. Disability is an irreparable defect for them, and no one can touch it.

On the way back to the kitchen, Fei Mo called An Yi: "An Yi? Is An Yi there?"

An Yi popped up from an inexplicable place again: "What's the matter?"

Fei Mo pointed to the direction of Qian Misheng's room: "Did you prepare the water in the main room?"

"Yeah, I usually go to change at noon," Dark nodded, "The door owner doesn't come back at noon on weekdays, and at other times he is in the house even if he handles business. He is not very happy when we go in."

"Then you never thought about changing some hot water for the door owner?" Fei Mo was also very puzzled by this. Generally speaking, everyone knows how to prepare hot water for people, right?Otherwise, what about taking a shower?

Darkly touched his head: "I used to use cold water when I was with the sect master. Everyone has been like this for more than ten years."

Fei Mo: "..." Forget it, it doesn't make sense.

There is no way to share common sense with creatures like the dark guards, they are all monsters.

I heard about Qian Misheng's deeds in the books before, and there is a part about Qian Misheng who endured humiliation and endured hardships; he was obviously a bad boy, but he had already started to take in his subordinates, and he had suffered so much to prepare for revenge.