Chapter 26 Chapter 26 The study, reception room and bedroom are connected...

The study, reception room and bedroom are connected, and the bedroom leads to the small garden at the back.

He went upstairs to see how Xiaozhen is doing.

Wu Ma quickly pointed the way and said, "On the first floor, first floor."

Qiao Yihua went downstairs and walked to the small storage room and opened the door.

The bed was not big, and the desk lamp was a little dim, but Xiaozhen's face was very white and quiet, and there was no breathing sound at all.

Wu Ma said, "I covered her face with an extra layer of quilt in the afternoon. Her face was red and red, and she was sweating. If you have a cold or fever, you have to cover it up. Covering it up will make everything better. We used to do this." Qiao Yihua

didn't say anything.

During the meal, he said, "There are many rooms upstairs. She is sick herself, and people often come and go. Don't let her get infected."

Wu Ma immediately knew that he was very dissatisfied with the arrangement of this room.

"I'll ask Xiaoxia to clean up."

"It's late, let's do it tomorrow." Qiao Yihua didn't eat much, and said before leaving, "Auntie Wu has been in poor health recently, please take care of her in the future."

"Ai ai ai." Auntie Wu agreed.

Xiaozhen woke up in the middle of the night, not knowing what time it was. She habitually touched the table lamp and took a lot of effort to find the button to turn it on.

After pushing the door open and walking out, the lights in the living room were on. Auntie Wu used to go to bed very early, most of the time she went to bed around ten o'clock. After all, a nanny also has to have a schedule, even when she was accompanying her child to study in Xi'an, she went to bed early.

Maybe people get sleepy and get up early when they get older.

Xiaozhen was not familiar with the room, and Auntie Wu got up as soon as she made a move.

She put on her clothes and waved her hand to let Xiaozhen go wash her face and sit down to eat.

The food was well kept warm and boiled in a few minutes after turning on the fire.

Xiaozhen looked around the huge room. The dining table could seat ten people. There was a sofa outside the living room, a huge TV, and floor-to-ceiling windows outside the living room.

The table where she met me last time had been moved away. There were only a few pots of green plants next to the French window, and nothing else.

Aunt Wu brought a big bowl of chicken soup.

Xiaozhen whispered, "I can't finish it. There's so much."

Aunt Wu said, "What's the big deal if you can't finish it? You can continue eating tomorrow. There's a refrigerator and it won't go bad."

Xiaozhen took a bite. It tasted delicious, but it didn't have much taste. It had been a long time since she had something so fresh and hot.

Aunt Wu kept nagging beside her, saying that she was as thin as a skeleton. If she didn't eat, she wouldn't be able to walk.

It was too exaggerated.

Xiaozhen said, "No, I didn't lose much weight."

Although she was sick, she was in good condition. At least she was much better than before when she was "schizophrenic". Her eyes were bright and her mood was normal.

The word "love life" is very empty and vague. It is difficult to cheer yourself up when everything is weighing on you. You will only sink deeper and deeper. You can think it through and get through it by lying in bed for so long.

The next day, the housekeeper came to pick up Qiao Yihua and asked, "Miss Hu, are you going home?"

Qiao Yihua didn't say anything.

If she didn't say anything, she wouldn't go home. I don't know if it was intentional or she was hiding. They didn't meet for several days.

Before the housekeeping company decorated the room, they asked Xiaozhen what type she liked. She sat on the grass in a daze, shaking her head, not knowing, and didn't understand what it meant. It wasn't

until Wu Ma led her upstairs that she realized that this was her room.

It was a very bright and spacious bedroom, and there was a large balcony with two chairs on the balcony. The windows were sealed, and you could see the whole yard and the artificial lake outside.

The bed was light blue, and there were a few books on the desk, and a few pots of green plants and flowers.

It was very lively.

It was just missing a tank of goldfish.

When she opened the closet, it was full of new clothes with tags.

Xiaozhen didn't show any expression after seeing it, and just asked, "My brother, how is he?"

She wanted to ask him what was wrong with him and what he was going to do, but in the end she asked him how he was doing.

Wu Ma didn't answer this question, and said, "Mr. Qiao is busy every day, and it has been like this for so many years. I don't know how he feels, what he eats, or what he buys. It's not like a child crying and making a fuss and showing it."

These things are done silently, as if they have really returned to the past, but everyone knows that they can't go back.

Wu Ma swept the dust on the window with a feather duster and said, "You should have a good rest these days and don't care so much."

Xiaozhen said, "It's not convenient for me to live here..."

Wu Ma said, "Why is it inconvenient? No one lives upstairs, so it's not convenient for you. It's convenient to jump around, but don't use too much force. Mr. Qiao is downstairs. He often brings two or three people to meetings. Don't disturb him." "

I..."

Wu Ma interrupted her and continued, "I often see a Chinese doctor. The blackness of your forehead means that you are seriously ill. You should lie down and rest more. We didn't have such conditions before. Look how comfortable the bed is. There is no hostess in the house, but you are asked to choose the best place."

"..." Xiaozhen heard her words and asked, "What?"

"Your brother is divorced." Wu Ma said very directly.

Xiaozhen was quite shocked, but it was normal for people like him to divorce. If she was in this situation, she would also divorce.

But in her subconscious, Qiao Yihua liked, loved and respected Zhou Yun very much, and maybe it was a bigger blow to him than to Zhou Yun.

On the other hand, after going through so much, he didn't know how much he hated himself. Did he let her live in to make it more convenient to watch over her or for other purposes? Xiaozhen couldn't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Life is like that.

Once everything is raised to the level of values, it is easy to understand.

The last time Xiaozhen and Zhou Yun met was a few months later. At that time, she went to the hospital for a check-up. When she saw Zhou Yun holding a baby to see the doctor, she didn't know whether to say hello at first. Zhou Yun said generously, "Didn't Qiao Yihua accompany you to see the doctor?" Xiaozhen

couldn't tell whether she was mocking or really caring.

Zhou Yun continued, "My son, don't be shocked. It's not his. I thought he would keep you for a long time. But he is really cruel. When he persuaded Xiaochun to leave, he gave her tens of thousands of yuan. The so-called life and death friendship is a good way to say it, but it is not good to say that no one is left. It's really chilling. You should be careful with him. Don't try to be his person, but you must try to make money."

After the doctor called her number, she took the child and a very young man and went in for examination quickly.

Zhou Yun is a very open-minded person, or there is nothing that cannot be lost, because she has received a lot since she was a child, and there is too much support behind her. She doesn't need to look back, and she doesn't need to linger on things that are gorgeous on the outside but have long been turbid.

People with strong confidence can't stand a person and like him only in a thought, and they can retreat at any time, not to mention cheating.

Xiaozhen and Qiao Yihua's relationship did not improve because they lived together.

Xiaozhen ate and went downstairs every day, and then lay on the bed to rest, occasionally flipping through a few books and taking a look, and basically rarely went out.

Sometimes when she was sleeping, she would hear a group of men talking in the yard downstairs. Sometimes she would hear the driver and security guard greeting her very early in the morning. Sometimes she could not sleep in the middle of the night and was walking around upstairs when she heard Wu Ma talking to her while serving him food.

It was not that she had to hide, but she did not know what to say, so she tried to avoid embarrassment.

Later, in late November, the temperature dropped suddenly. The central air conditioner was already turned on at home, and it was very warm.

In the morning, the golden retriever at the door kept scratching the door with its paws. She got up and played with it for two rounds. The golden retriever heard the noise and ran outside to have fun.

At this time, she ran into Qiao Yihua. He came out of the office study at home to go to work. Xiaozhen, who was sitting on the stairs, got up quickly as if she had seen a ghost. She paused for a long time and said in a very low voice, "Brother...Brother, goodbye."

Qiao Yihua saw her and waved naturally, and Xiaozhen walked down.

He reached out and touched Xiaozhen's forehead. The temperature was normal. He saw a very obvious scar on the side of her forehead. He didn't know how much blood had been shed at that time.

After a moment of silence, she said, "Go and have a rest."

Xiaozhen nodded, said nothing, and turned away.

In December, the whole world was welcoming the new world and preparing for the new century, and it was full of joy.

Wu Ma, Xia Jie, and other people in the family bought a lot of red curtains and auspicious things to post up, which was more lively than the Spring Festival.

Xia Jie also said that Mr. Qiao's company was holding a large cross-century commendation annual meeting, and you could win a color TV, a mobile phone, a refrigerator, a washing machine, and a car. You could go

. She asked Xiaozhen if she wanted to go.

Xiaozhen sat aside and followed Wu Ma to learn how to cut paper-cuts, and shook her head, "I won't go."

Xia Jie said, "Why not? When you have a washing machine and a refrigerator, you can also deliver it to your hometown."

No one told Xia Jie what was going on at home. They just knew that this new little girl had nothing to do every day. At first, she slept every day, and later she just washed and picked vegetables in the kitchen, and did nothing else.

She guessed that she was a relative of Qiao Yihua, but the two didn't talk much and didn't look alike.

Later, she would instruct Xiaozhen to dry clothes and quilts and sheets. These tasks were not a big deal, and Wu Ma wouldn't say anything.

After the weather turned cold, Xiaozhen rarely got up early. Every time

she had breakfast, Wu Ma knocked on her door several times before she could get up. She always felt uncomfortable when it was cold. In fact, her legs were sore in winter when she was in high school in Xi'an. When she was young, she wore thin clothes and the cold wind blew. When she

got out of class late, her legs started to feel uncomfortable. Last year, the winter in Shanghai was even colder and cloudy. She was in a bad mood and rarely turned on the air conditioner at home. The slightly cold weather still caused a dull pain. So this winter, she went out less and rarely went to the yard.

Seeing that the little girl was lazy, Sister Xia started to nag. Little girls nowadays are so lazy! Wu Ma gestured to hit her, "You said you were talkative or not." She kept talking for several days.

Xiaozhen's skill in cutting window paper-cuts is not very good. She saw her grandmother cutting when she was very young, but she had forgotten it a long time ago. After coming here, the Spring Festival couplets and blessings posted at home were all bought ready-made.

This year, before the Spring Festival, Wu Ma and Sister Xia insisted on buying red paper and making it themselves in December, saying that they knew many tricks.

Xiaozhen cut for a while and found a few children holding hands. Sister Xia said, "It's ugly!"

Xiaozhen agreed and said, "It's really ugly."

So she threw it away, crumpled it up, and cut it again. It should be easier to cut two or three little people.