Zhang Mingmei said, delivering the prepared medicine to him, and his eyes stared at him with sharp eyes.
"Enjoy endless glory and wealth."
Zhan Fei reminded her to take medicine.
Zhang Mingmei smiled lightly when she saw him taking medicine, then put away her keen eyes, turned around and returned to her own position, and told him seriously, "I am not interested in glory and wealth."
"What are your interests? Apart from researching medicine."
Zhan Fei looked at her bottles and jars, and it seemed that she would be the same wherever she went.
Zhang Mingmei also looked down at the things, then smiled and looked up at him, and said calmly: "It will make you and Bei Wei have a good ending."
“…”
Zhan Fei looked at her and his heart trembled, but he soon laughed again, "You dare not."
Zhang Mingmei didn't say anything anymore and nodded in approval.
Zhan Fei no longer needs to take a wheelchair, although he is still limping.
After he left, Zhang Mingmei quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Since then, she has no tools to contact outside, so she thought for a while and went downstairs.
"Miss Zhang, I have ginseng soup in the kitchen. Do you want to drink a bowl?"
"Yeah, OK."
When Zhang Mingmei heard the aunt's words, she nodded and agreed, and followed her to the kitchen.
At this time, there was not a single person on the first floor. Zhang Mingmei felt funny. They were really not careful about her.
The aunt gave her ginseng soup and brought it to the dining table to put it down, "Miss, please come here to drink it. It's still a bit hot, don't burn your delicate hands."
When Zhang Mingmei heard the words, she walked over and lit up her hands in front of her: "My hands were not delicate either."
The aunt looked at her hands and was also a little surprised. Young people nowadays basically have good care of their hands.
But Zhang Mingmei's hands were rough.
Zhang Mingmei seemed to have raised her cuffs inadvertently, and the aunt's eyes became even darker. It could be described as shocking, "Miss, are you injured? Have you applied medicine?"
"Put the medicine? Maybe new injuries will be added later, so let's forget it."
Zhang Mingmei pulled a chair and sat down, looking completely careless, and drank soup.
The aunt looked around but felt distressed. If it weren't for the amount of money given by the family, she would have never wanted to do it in such a messy situation as the family. Now she saw that Zhang Mingmei was still injured, she felt even more
, I'd better resign as soon as possible.
But what should I do with this poor girl?
The aunt looked at her and quietly looked outside.
"Auntie, can I use your phone?"
"ah?"
The aunt withdrew her look outside, looked down at Zhang Mingmei's tears, and her maternal love suddenly flooded, and she quietly took out her cell phone from her pocket.
"Auntie, is there any ginseng soup?"
The aunt immediately put her cell phone back in her pocket and answered nervously, "Is there any more?"
"Supply a bowl for me."
Bei Wei walked into the kitchen wilted and wore a pink silk nightgown.
Unexpectedly, she saw Zhang Mingmei, but after seeing her, she was also indifferent. She pulled open the chair opposite her and sat down, took the soup that my aunt gave her, looked at her before drinking it, and asked, "I'm still in the mood to drink soup."
?I heard that the eldest son of the Su family’s legs are ruined."
Zhang Mingmei's actions of drinking soup stopped because of that sentence, and then looked up at her, "Are you really afraid that you will not have a good end?"
"Have you cursed your own mother like this? Seeing that you are so capable now, have you inherited my good genes? You should hope that I will have a good old age."
Bei Wei said, drinking the soup slowly.
The aunt had already left, and Zhang Mingmei became anxious again, but she still lowered her head and drank the soup in her bowl slowly.
"I'll drink it."
Soon after, she stood up and planned to leave.
"Supply another bowl for me."
Bei Wei suddenly picked up his bowl and ordered her.
Zhang Mingmei looked at the empty bowl and reminded her, "Drinking too much ginseng soup at night is not beneficial."
"Why are you talking so much? Would I not know if it's okay? Go and Sheng."
Bei Wei didn't allow her to resist.
Zhang Mingmei nodded and took her bowl to serve the soup.
Bei Wei turned her head to look at her, and the more she looked at her, the more she disliked her. This girl was her daughter and the person she hated the most now.
It would have been fine if Zhang Mingmei obediently listened to her arrangements at the beginning, but now she only thinks Zhang Mingmei is annoying.
Zhang Mingmei put the soup, stirred the spoon gently in the bowl for a few times, took a piece of paper, wiped it, and put it into the bowl "accidentally", then threw the paper in the trash can and took the bowl out.
Bei Wei looked at her coldly, "Have Zhan Fei told you something recently?"
"have."
Zhang Mingmei looked at her and said.
Bei Wei stopped drinking soup, looked up at her, "What did you say?"
"I said I would consider being the young lady of the family, and I would enjoy endless wealth and glory."
"Ha, don't he know that the disabled Su family you like?"
“…”
Disabled?
Zhang Mingmei looked at Bei Wei, leaned forward slowly, and reminded coldly: "I don't like to be disabled now, I want to be rich now."
"You are the only one? You are not worthy."
Bei Wei snorted and continued to enjoy her ginseng soup. She was too tired recently and really needed to drink more and hang it.
Zhang Mingmei looked at her and drank the soup with her mouthfuls, but she thought this woman deserved to die.
In fact, she originally planned to pretend to be a good person to give Bei Wei a cup of hot milk, but now it seems that there is no need.
It was just that she was a little worried about time.
After drinking the soup, Bei Wei stood up and told me before leaving: "Wash the dishes and go to bed. Thinking of this, you have not washed the dishes for me yet, just treat it as filial piety."
Zhang Mingmei was speechless, was she filial?
She will do it.
Bei Wei walked up to her and patted her on the shoulder, "Mrs. Zhan Jia, don't think about it. You missed the best opportunity. You have to remember that you are from me, and you can only receive what I gave you.
, you can't ask for what Zhan Fei gave you."
After Bei Wei said that, she left tiredly. She planned to have a good sleep. She was so tired.
"mom."
Zhang Mingmei suddenly turned around and looked at her back and screamed.
Bei Wei frowned, and the mother and daughter were separated by a screen.
"Can you go to my room and wait a little longer? I'll wash the dishes and tell you something."
The tone was still cold, but the words of mom just now made Bei Wei go upstairs and enter her room.
Zhang Mingmei took the bowl, washed it and put it in the cupboard.
The older a person is, the longer he seems to be able to tolerate it.
Zhang Mingmei is a person who has been extremely patient since childhood. After all, she was abandoned since childhood and learned to observe her words and expressions, and then she learned more and more.
Faced with the torture of Bei Wei and Zhan Fei, isn’t she used to it?
I looked at the watch on my wrist and it was only around nine o'clock.
Zhang Mingmei raised her head slightly and sighed.
This night seemed dull, but in fact it was hidden danger.
If she doesn't handle it well and no one outside can help her, then she may really not be able to leave the family tomorrow.