"Xiaomi is also very good. I know I feel sorry for my grandmother. Xiaomi is a good child." Pei Xiaoqing kissed her chubby little face and said.

When Pei Xiaoqing left, Madam Zhao was still standing there looking at the two figures, one long and one short, and her eyes became softer.

When she returned to the Ziyuan Courtyard, Pei Xiaoqing asked Qinghuai to send medicinal oil.

Qinghuai came back and brought a pack of incense tablets to Pei Xiaoqing, saying that it was made by Mama Zhao. Is this a reward for medicinal oil?

Pei Xiaoqing smiled slightly. Unexpectedly, people like Mrs. Zhao also like to use incense slices. As a result, the Gu family is also a wealthy family. It is normal for the servants in the mansion to make incense. Who stipulates that people can no longer love incense when they get older and become older? Who stipulates that they cannot do incense when they live in such a remote yard?

It seems that Mrs. Zhao is still a person who loves exquisiteness. She usually attaches great importance to her appearance. She should have been a pretty person before, but now she has become a hunchbacked and disabled person. Isn’t she resentful?

However, from her love for Xiaomi, it can be seen that Mrs. Zhao is still very loyal to Concubine Gu, and she is very cautious, so Pei Xiaoqing is not anxious, and she is anxious not to eat hot tofu.

Two days later, when she met Xiaomi again, she really wanted to fly a kite again, so Pei Xiaoqing naturally went there happily.

This time, Mrs. Zhao set up fruit and tea in the yard. After Pei Xiaoqing took Xiaomi to fly a kite, she took the initiative to come up and invite Pei Xiaoqing over to have a tea.

Pei Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, but Xiaomi shouted: "Second Aunt, Grandma is good at making flower tea. She gave me a pack of peach blossom tea a few days ago."

Pei Xiaoqing was full of surprise and said, "So can the nanny make flower tea?"

"The old slave is bored and picks some of them. If the second young lady is not vulgar, she will bring a pack back later."

"Is your leg pain better?" Pei Xiaoqing nodded, sat down in front of the stone table in the yard, and asked casually.

"Mrs. Xie is concerned about it. The medicinal oil does work. It's much better after applying it."

"Actually, there is another way. If you play with mugwort and ginger, you can soak your feet every day, which is useful for treating old cold legs." Pei Xiaoqing picked up the tea, took a sip of the tea fragrance, and then took a sip of it gracefully.

"Thank you for your advice from my second grandma. However, I am not old cold legs. It's okay." Madam Zhao seemed unwilling to talk about her broken legs. She touched Xiaomi's head and put a piece of mung bean cake into Xiaomi's mouth.

"It doesn't matter whether it is. The method I said is not only good for cold legs, but also good for unblocking meridians. Madam might as well try it." Pei Xiaoqing didn't look at it carefully and said lightly.

"Thank you, second grandma." Madam Zhao thanked.

After drinking the tea, Pei Xiaoqing planned to leave. Mrs. Zhao got up and gave it to her. Pei Xiaoqing said inadvertently: "Mum's tea is very delicious. I originally wanted to sit for a while, but the third aunt passed by. Sister Yun Wan is now home now. I feel embarrassed to let her hold on by herself. I have to go over and help."

When Mrs. Zhao heard this, her face changed a little: "Didn't the third concubine go crazy for a long time? Why did she die? How could it be the eldest girl who is in charge of the gift? The concubine?"

It turns out that the news about Mrs. Zhao is so closed that she doesn't even know this. Qinghuai hasn't stayed here for long these days. She just left after giving away the things, just because she was afraid that Mrs. Zhao would be suspicious.
Chapter completed!