The maid who got up first in Fulutang was the sweeping maid. She just got up in a daze, yawned and came out to scoop water with a basin, but suddenly saw a ghost floating over, and she was so frightened. Tell throwing pot to run into the house.When other people in the courtyard heard the sound, they all came out with their clothes on to see the situation.

At this time, the east is red, and the sun is slightly out.

The servants vaguely saw Uncle Zhen, who was neatly dressed, standing on the stone steps with a pale face.He swayed and seemed a little unsteady.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Mrs. Song quickly put on her clothes and went to help Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen grabbed Mrs. Song's arm, bent her legs, and knelt down again.

"Water, give me hot water." Jia Zhen said weakly, clutching her stomach.

Mrs. Song hurriedly ordered the servant girl to fetch it, and sent someone to invite the doctor, while she tried her best to help Jia Zhen up.

Jia Zhen shook her head, "I came to accompany my father today, and I can't leave before my father sees me."

"Uncle Zhen, look at your lips are white, and your body is still sweating. If you are sick, you can't stand up." Mrs. Song said distressedly.

"It's okay, it's my fault that I was too pampered before, and this body can't be tossed. I will change it in the future, and I will definitely change it." Jia Zhen put her hands on the steps and hit her head on the ground sullenly.

"The master asked what happened outside?"

Mrs. Song hurried to tell Jia Zhen about it.

The little servant girl turned around to report back, and after a while, she came out and said, "Master said, since you are not feeling well, you should go back and ask a doctor to take a good look at it."

Jia Zhen hurriedly said: "No, I won't go back. You go and tell the master that I am fine. I will just kneel here and wait for the master to summon me."

The little maid looked at Jia Zhen and at Mrs. Song, who nodded.The little maid turned around and went into the house again.

Not long after, Fulutang passed on the meal.

Jia Zhen smelled the hot and delicious food served by the maid, Jia Zhen was so greedy that she almost drooled.He tried his best to squeeze the corners of his mouth that had been dried by the wind, and continued to kneel piously.

Last night Jia Zhen tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, and from time to time remembered what You Shi said about Xue Pan, but she was still unwilling.If he is not as good as Baoyu, Jiazhu and the like, he is willing.But the opponent is Xue Pan, that bastard is even more stupid than him, the master actually takes that guy seriously, why can't he?Just to compete with Xue Pan, he wants to snatch his father back.

Jia Zhen thought of many ways, but they were all tricks.He knows his father too well, even if he can play a very profound scheme, he will definitely be seen through at a glance.As Youshi warned yesterday, only if he sincerely reforms will he have hope of gaining his father's approval.After thinking about it, he couldn't sleep anyway, so he packed up his warm clothes and knelt here since Yinshi.

But he never expected that because he knelt for too long, the cold air entered his body, and his abdomen was bloated.It was as if there were scissors twisting in his stomach, which made him feel a little uncomfortable in pain.But after kneeling for so long, no one has noticed yet. It would be a pity for him to give up halfway, but he couldn't hold on because of the pain if he continued.Later, when he heard someone coming out, he was overjoyed and wanted a cup of hot water, but was mistaken for a ghost by the maid.

After all, the hot water did not reach his mouth, but the tempting aroma of vegetables penetrated into his nostrils one after another.Jia Zhen, who has been hungry and cold for a long time, is more and more eager for hot food.

After about a stick of incense, the maids brought out the food one after another.Some dishes are still steaming without using a few chopsticks.When Jia Zhen glanced at it from the corner of her eye, she secretly drooled and clasped the floor tiles tightly with her hands. He was afraid that if he accidentally couldn't hold back, he would rush to grab food.

Yan Liang prepared the memorial to the court and was ready to go out.

Seeing this, Jia Zhen hurriedly knelt and climbed a few steps forward, and kowtowed to Yan Liang to pay her respects.

Yan Liang kept looking straight ahead, but did not look directly at Jia Zhen. "Since the body is unwell, go back and rest earlier."

"Yes, father." Jia Zhen heard her long-lost father's voice, her heart beat faster, her whole body became excited, and she even forgot about his abdominal pain just now.

Jia Zhen kowtowed again, and waited until the sound of Yan Liang's footsteps stopped before he got up unsteadily.

Mrs. Song hurriedly supported him, and asked someone to prepare ginger water, hot water and stewed wolfberry white rice porridge.

Jia Zhen finally lay back on the couch, breathed a sigh of relief, and then expressed her gratitude to Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song was really flattered, and hurriedly bowed to Jia Zhen and said, "Master Zhen, you are welcome. You are the master, and this old slave should do his duty of serving you."

"Oh," Jia Zhen sighed long, "I'm afraid that your uncle will be replaced soon."

Mrs. Song smiled: "Sir, stop joking."

"Nurse Song, you have been serving your father for so long. You should know that he has been avoiding me these days. He must have disliked me and didn't want to recognize me as a son. If my son doesn't recognize me, he has no reason to say it. To be honest, At first, I was so angry that I even thought of killing people. After thinking about it, I don't blame the master for treating me like that. I think that all these years, counting from the time of birth, I have not only caused trouble for this family , spend this family’s money, and get nothing in return.”

When Mrs. Song saw Jia Zhen seriously talking about this matter, she looked serious, but as a servant, she said too much and made many mistakes.Besides, the master's thoughts have never been understood by servants like them.

She could only comfort Jia Zhen simply: "The uncle is the uncle of the Ning Mansion, and enjoying happiness is what should be done."

"No, relying on the shade of the ancestors to enjoy the blessings but doing nothing is a prodigal bastard. I really don't deserve to be a master." Jia Zhen stared at Mrs. Song with strong eyes.

Mrs. Song lowered her head, avoiding Jia Zhen's gaze.

"Don't be embarrassed, Mammy. I admit that I said this to you because you are serving my father. I just have no other way, and I am eager to let my father know that I have really changed. From tomorrow , I will ask my husband to come back and teach me. I will learn everything I need to learn, even if I can’t support this family, I will learn to be a sensible master who will not cause trouble to the family.” Jia Zhen lowered her eyes, Said angrily.

Mrs. Song promised to tell the story, but she couldn't say anything else about it.

Jia Zhen still wants to keep Mrs. Song, begging her to tell herself one thing.

Mrs. Song naturally did not dare to agree.

"It's your grandma Zhen, do you still remember that she went out once a month ago?" Jia Zhen asked tentatively.

Mrs. Song was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "That's what happened, Grandma went back to her mother's house to stay for two days."

"After she came back, did the master lose his temper?" Jia Zhen reckoned that her father would not teach You Shi alone, after all, father-in-law and daughter-in-law have to avoid taboos.Even if he reprimanded him, there would be other wives present, and Mrs. Song, who had always been used by his father, should be among them.

Song Pozi lowered her eyes and shook her head. "Please don't make it difficult for the old slave."

Jia Zhen immediately deduced from Mrs. Song's reaction, and asked excitedly, "Did he find out? What did he say? Has Grandma ever been wronged?"

"Grandma is really a rare gentle and virtuous wife. Don't disappoint her." Mrs. Song said goodbye to Jia Zhen in a hurry.

Jia Zhen figured out the meaning of Mrs. Song's words, and felt uneasy no matter what, he hurriedly put on his shoes and went to look for You Shi.

You Shi just woke up, seeing Jia Zhen barging in suddenly, clutching his chest in shock.

"Tell me, what happened after you came back from the temple?" Jia Zhen hurriedly rushed to You Shi, holding his hand tightly.He looked Youshi up and down with distressed eyes, feeling sorry for her.

"What could be the matter? It's just that my little thoughts were discovered by the master, and he scolded me. It doesn't matter much. I will pass in a few days. Do you see that I am not doing well now?" Youshi raised the corners of his mouth greatly. , smiling at Jia Zhen.

The more she behaved like this, the more Jia Zhen didn't believe it.At the beginning, Youshi took the risk, took the money, and would rather give up everything in Fugui Township, and elope with this good-for-nothing man who was bothered and never sincerely took him with him.But he was reluctant to part with all the wealth and honor, and pushed her back regardless of what she did.Think about it, even if you are the master's own son, you still have to suffer so much.Youshi is just a successor with a foreign surname, and has no family background. She is nothing in the eyes of the master.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jia Zhen kept apologizing while grabbing You Shi's hand.

"Master, what's the matter? After sleeping, it seems like a different person. Where did the person who was so noisy and dying yesterday go?" Youshi half-jokingly asked.

"Dead, that man died yesterday!" Tears rolled down the corners of Jia Zhen's eyes, she grabbed Youshi's hand, and kissed gently, "I have been sorry for you all these years, and never gave your wife what she deserves." I respect you. From now on, I, Jia Zhen, swear that I will treat you wholeheartedly and never regret it."

"Master, it's true, why did you say such a thing suddenly." Youshi thought it was funny, but couldn't help but shed tears.

Jia Zhen stretched out her arms to hug Youshi.Youshi had a sore nose, cried loudly, and threw himself into Jia Zhen's arms.

In the evening, when Yan Liang returned to his residence, he saw Jia Zhen again in front of Fulu Hall.This time he was not only kneeling, but also raised his hands high, presenting a letter with "Letter of Repentance" written in the center of the envelope.

Yan Liang chuckled, took it over and took it apart to take a look at it, then stared sideways at Jia Zhen.

Jia Zhen's arms trembled slightly, she didn't dare to look her father in the eye, her eyes were lowered, her face was tense, and she looked very nervous.

"come in."

A faint male voice made Jia Zhen's heart, which was about to burst, finally beat a little more stably.

Jia Zhen entered the room with her body bowed, and saw Yan Liang sitting down.He quickly knelt down again, he had prepared a thousand words, but at this moment he couldn't utter a single word.

"The so-called, the prodigal son is not exchanged for gold. I don't know if you are real gold or horse dung this time. Forget it, just look at it again." Yan Liang smiled slightly, asked him to stand up, and then told him an even more shocking news, " I plan on continuing."

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