"Master, you put it down. I'll finish washing it in a while and I'll take it out myself."

Zhou Xiaomeng was not used to being served by others, and this old man was so weird that she didn't know what provoked him.

Gu Tingzhi took off her shoes and socks for a while, then his hand became a little heavier, splashing some water outside, making Zhou Xiaomeng's new robe wet.

Gu Tingzhi took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her. The more he wiped it, the more he couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart. He took a deep breath and asked again.

"The clothes the master is wearing are not cheap. I wonder who gave them to them?"

Even though I tried my best to hide it, I still couldn't hide the jealousy behind my words.

Zhou Xiaomeng felt weird, so she subconsciously made up something.

"I bought it in a store. Didn't it get caught in the rain? I'm afraid of getting cold."

After saying that, Zhou Xiaomeng took a breath and felt annoyed about why she lied. What's wrong with telling her openly?

"I wonder which store it is? How much does it cost?"

Gu Tingzhi is not that easy to deceive. If she told the truth, he might not care so much, but she actually makes up things. What does that mean?

There's something fishy!

They will all lie for the vixens outside.

Although the current head of the family was resurrected from the dead and they had not been together for long, he felt that she was not the kind of person who could lie.

He felt that he couldn't accept lying to the vixen outside.

"That, that, actually, probably..."

Zhou Xiaomeng was really hesitant. It wasn't that she couldn't make it up, it was mainly because she felt that even if she managed to come up with an answer, she would probably continue to be questioned by the doctor.

It's so tiring to tell countless lies just to make up one lie.

She decided not to continue.

"Master, I know what you are thinking. To tell you the truth, someone did give me this dress. It's just not what you thought. Don't think too much about it."

"Why did the head of the house hide it from me? Did the head of the house also eat with that person? How long have you known each other? He, is he good-looking?"

Gu Tingzhi couldn't control himself and continued to ask.

"Ahem, doctor, I asked you not to think too much. You should think too much. Okay, it's almost done. You can take it out and go to bed early."

"If the owner doesn't tell me, is that person better than me? Does the owner dislike Tingzhi and wants to drive him away?"

Gu Tingzhi couldn't help but his eyes became wet again.

Zhou Xiaomeng had no choice but to hold her forehead, it was too light or too heavy, she really didn't have the heart to coax him now, she was very busy, okay?

There was a snap.

Gu Tingzhi still couldn't hold it back, tears fell down and fell into the foot-washing water.

Seeing that Zhou Xiaomeng had already taken out his feet, he handed over a towel to wipe his feet, then left with a faceless face, holding the foot washing water.

Zhou Xiaomeng took a deep breath, stroked her messed up heart, tried hard to suppress those messy thoughts, and continued to devote herself to her great cause.

But not long after, the oil lamp was about to run out.

It's a pity that she still has some unfinished work.

I had no choice but to ask Gu Tingzhi for some lamp oil.

Only to find that he was smoking alone in the yard.

Zhou Xiaomeng paused in her steps and was about to cry but had no tears. She really didn't know what to do.

I didn’t know for a moment whether I should go there or not.

Otherwise, just pretend not to notice.

But if nothing unexpected happens, this old man is crying here because of himself.

Really, I have said this so many times, but I still cry all day long.

While he was struggling, Gu Tingzhi suddenly turned around and seemed to go back to the house.

Unfortunately, she was about to turn around and prepare to go back to her room, but before she could, she met his eyes.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

She felt that it would be bad if she didn't say something.

He twitched his lips and said, "Um, doctor, I'm here to ask you for lamp oil."

Gu Tingzhi said nothing, turned and left.

Zhou Xiaomeng had no choice but to look angry, but she didn't offend him, so she had no choice but to go back to the house.

The rest will have to be done tomorrow.

But I heard footsteps approaching.

A dim yellow oil lamp instantly lit up the room as the door opened.

Gu Tingzhi walked to her temporary desk and put it down.

Zhou Xiaomeng couldn't pretend not to see it, so she smiled and said, "Thank you Tingzhi."

Gu Tingzhi twitched the corner of his mouth, but quickly put it back, twisting the handkerchief awkwardly, neither speaking nor leaving.

Zhou Xiaomeng was concerned about her great cause and didn't have much time to worry about a jealous man, so she turned to the light and started to repair the loopholes with a pen.

At first, Gu Tingzhi just wanted to wait for her to explain to him, but he didn't wait. Then he was attracted by her strokes.

Involuntarily, I leaned over half of my body to take a look.

When he saw it, he was so surprised that he was speechless.

She can write, and although her handwriting isn't very pretty, it's not too bad either.

She was about to say something to lighten the mood, but was startled by the handwriting on another piece of paper she suddenly opened.

This word and what she wrote clearly did not come from the same person.

He was certain that this was the work of a man.

Even if he had been practicing calligraphy since he was a child, he couldn't compare to this calligraphy.

The things I had just suppressed in my heart seemed to come out again.

Not only did she meet a man outside who might be better-looking than him, he was also very talented and could write well, and he could also buy her such expensive and gorgeous clothes.

But he, and his brothers, had to rely on her for support.

For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

It's like falling into a vinegar vat.

He desperately suppressed his thoughts, not wanting the relationship that had just been eased to become stiff again, but the more he tried to restrain it, the more he couldn't control it.

Especially when he saw that she was still trying hard to imitate the small regular script with hairpin flowers, he immediately thought, was she working so hard to make money not just for the sake of her brothers, but to get closer to that noble man?

The hands twisting the veil became harder and harder, almost breaking the veil.

Zhou Xiaomeng finished the last stroke, dried the ink, and then stretched out.

I almost bumped into something, and when I raised my head, I saw that the doctor was still there.

I also saw the tears welling up in the doctor's eyes under the light.

Suddenly I felt bald again.

"Master, why haven't you gone to rest yet? It's getting late and I have to rest too."

She had no choice but to politely issue an eviction order.

"The master of the house must have forgotten that we are husband and wife, and I should serve the master of the house."

He said stubbornly, looking at her through the blurred light.

"Ah, um, um, I'm very tired tonight, okay, doctor, you'd better go and rest."

Zhou Xiaomeng was helpless, yawning, and wanted to tell him with facts that what she said was true.

He also pushed him out easily.

But he seemed to be even more angry. He froze and began to compete with her strength. He tilted his head and scratched his neck, biting his red lips, and still asked.

"The reason why you don't let me serve is because of that person. That person is better than me, richer than me, more considerate than me, and can write well. The head of the family has already made up his mind, right?"

"Ah?" Zhou Xiaomeng was really sleepy, and was confused by his series of questions for a while.

After yawning and regaining consciousness, I quickly explained.

"Master, it's not what you think. Yunxi is very nice, but he and I are friends.

We met by chance today. I had helped him before and he gave me this dress. I wanted to refuse it, but the clothes on my body got wet.

And he helped me when he saw that my handwriting was too ugly.

Alas, I have told you everything.
To be continued...