Anyway, she couldn't get into Shen Qing's heart. In fact, it's good. At least later, she can be iron heart, no longer extravagant to think about what.
Xia an doesn't say a word. As Song Ma goes to the kitchen and boils water for tea, Song Ma's face is eager to speak and stops. She looks at Xia an several times.
Xia'an had something on her mind. She didn't pay attention to Song Ma's expression, but later she noticed it. She asked in surprise, "Song Ma, do you have something to say to me?"
Song Ma looked up at the kitchen door with caution on her face. She approached Xia'an and said in a low voice, "after you left in the morning, I heard your mother-in-law say something..."
Song Ma described Shen Qing's reaction in the morning as briefly as possible. At last, she reminded Xia an: "I don't think madam means well to you. You should be careful."
Xia an nods. After this period of contact, she actually knows Shen Qing.
Shen Qing is arrogant and stubborn, and climbs high and low. She especially likes to listen to good words, regardless of right and wrong. So Zhang Lu is like this to her appetite.
She also had one of the biggest problems, that is, she was not easy to speak, and she could not hold her breath in her heart. She was angry with herself last night. It is estimated that she was so flustered in her heart that when she was alone, she unconsciously vented the resentment.
However, Xia'an still doesn't think that Shen Qing will be as bad as Song Ma said. No matter how she hates herself, she will worry about her son Lu Qichen and her two grandchildren. You will not be too embarrassed.
Xia an thought of this, so she patted the back of song's mother's hand, and just wanted to say a few words to comfort her, Shen Qing was already shouting: "tea, this pot of tea is lazy, let's not let people worry?"
Xia'an hastily replied, "it's coming."
Xia'an and Song Ma together brew the boiled water into the tea, and then prepare to carry it out.
In the living room, Shen Qing nodded to Zhang Lu, who gave her a smile.
Zhang Lu clenched her hand tightly and put it on her side. Her eyes flashed a little uneasy. She was not sure whether the plan was feasible.
After a while, Song Ma comes out of the kitchen with tea and walks to the living room. Xia'an follows her.
"Madam, Miss Zhang, please enjoy your tea." Song Ma bent down and poured the tea into their cups, then bowed back.
Xia an Chao Song Ma nodded, indicating that she was busy with other things. It was OK for her to look at it.
In fact, Xia'an didn't want Shen Qing to take the opportunity to scold Song Ma. In this period, Shen Qing would find a chance to find fault if she was in a bad mood. Therefore, Song Ma was the first victim.
So Song Ma retreated.
Shen Qing slightly lifted his eyelids and glanced at Xia'an without any trace. Suddenly, he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. His expression was a little painful.
Seeing this, Zhang Lu quickly sat down and asked, "aunt Qing, you don't look very well. Are you uncomfortable?"
After hearing this, Xia an noticed that Shen Qing's look was not right. It was not good just now. She was full of energy. How could she get sick now?
She also worried to ask a: "Mom, do you have a headache?"
Shen Qing answered weakly, then raised his eyes to Xia'an, "I don't know why, my head suddenly hurts badly, and Song Ma is not here. Go upstairs and bring my headache medicine."
"This..." Xia'an hesitated. She still remembered Shen Qing's saying that she was not allowed to step into her bedroom.
"Aunt Qing, or I'll go. You can tell me where it is." Zhang Lu said in a hurry.
Shen Qing suddenly opened his eyes and angrily looked at Xia'an and said, "why, I can't move you now, right? Is it because I died here, you daughter-in-law doesn't care? "
Xia'an knows that Shen Qing is making trouble for no reason again. She didn't say anything just now, but this unwarranted accusation is so secure on her head.
"Tell me where the medicine is and I'll get it." Xia'an doesn't want to argue with Shen Qing. It's unnecessary to be angry with a patient. She asked.
Shen Qing was satisfied with this, and said feebly, "in the first drawer of the long head cabinet in my bedroom, the white medicine bottle."
She pauses for a second, and her voice says sternly, "remember, don't mess up my things. Don't move anywhere except the medicine bottle."
Who loves to move your things! Xia an sneered coldly, but still didn't say anything again, turned to go upstairs.
Xia an's back disappears at the corner of the stairs. Shen Qing looks around quickly, then grabs Zhang Lu's hand, and the two quickly return to the tea table.
"Move on. Nobody's here. I'll keep an eye on it for you." Shen Qing Dynasty Zhang Lu ordered.
Zhang Lu was so scared that her hands and feet were a little chilly. She spread out her hands and there was a small medicine bag lying in the palm of her hands. Looking at this small medicine bag, Zhang Lu was in a daze.
"Lulu, what's the matter with you? Put it in the tea. If you don't hurry up, it will be too late." Shen Qing hastily urged a way.
Zhang Lu raised her head and looked at it with a worried look in her eyes and hesitated: "aunt Qing, you will fall into a coma after eating this medicine Be sure to send me to the hospital in time, otherwise I will be in danger. "At the moment, Shen Qing was full of thoughts on the calculation of Xia'an, and did not pay attention to what Zhang Lu said. He waved his hand casually, "I remember. You can put it off quickly. It will be difficult to do when someone comes. I can't wait for a long time."
Seeing this, Zhang Lu had no choice but to bite his teeth and be cruel. He poured all the powder in the medicine bag into the cup of tea in front of him, and then quickly shook the cup. Looking at the white powder into the green tea, soon disappeared, and tea into one.
"Don't drink until Xia'an comes downstairs." Shen Qing said quickly.
Zhang Lu nodded, still staring at the cup of tea.
Upstairs, Xia an carefully enters Shen Qing's bedroom. This place is actually her first time. She never thought she would come here because of Shen Qing's warning.
Shen Qing's bedroom was decorated and decorated after she moved in. The overall style is magnificent, which is quite in line with her personal aesthetic outlook.
Xia'an's eyes roughly swept around the bedroom. She felt sorry and didn't think about it any more. So she went to the front of the bedside table, opened the first drawer, and a white medicine bottle appeared in front of her.
This should be it. Xia an took the medicine bottle in her hand and walked out of the bedroom.
When she went downstairs, she saw that Shen Qing and Zhang Lu seemed to have a good time talking with each other, but she could not see the sickness just now.
"Your medicine, Ma." Xia'an didn't want to cause more trouble and handed over the bottle.
Shen Qing took the medicine bottle, but didn't take it immediately. She suddenly pressed her forehead and said to Zhang Lu with a smile, "look at me. I really come and go quickly. This is not. After talking to you for a while, this head doesn't hurt any more."
Zhang Lu also quickly said with a smile: "aunt Qing, you are still very healthy. At ordinary times, you should pay more attention to rest. You are still young. It's good for you to take as little medicine as possible. "
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