I feel something

Leave the Ting Pavilion.

Jiang was leaning on the beauty couch on the south window of her main house, pressing her chest with one hand, panting. At first, things happened in the mansion. For most of the day, she was so busy that she kept spinning like a top. After finally resting, her throat had already smoked.

"Second Madam, what's wrong with you?" Qingyang moved the ice basin closer. Seeing that Jiang was in a bad mood, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Jiang exhaled, "I don't know, my heart felt depressed early in the morning, and the incidents that happened one after another day were even more depressed and I felt uncomfortable."

She didn't understand why this restless mood was, so she felt empty and heavy, and very uncomfortable.

Qingyang said: "It's already stuffy and hot today. There are so many things happening all at once. I'm afraid it's a bit of heatstroke. Why don't you hire a doctor to help you with your pulse?"

Jiang shook his head: "The doctor in the government is taking care of the third room, so don't join in the fun. Just cut two bowls of herbal tea and then give me some mint oil to apply."

Qingyang responded, turned around and went to the house to get oil, applied it to her temples, and then massaged it gently.

Jiang closed his eyes and asked, "Has the Second Young Master and the others been back?"

"Did you forget? The third young master entered the palace. The second young master just sent someone to say that he would improve the new crossbow arrows. I will not come here to pay my respects to you in the past few days."

Jiang snorted: "This brat, I don't recognize my parents when I have a new weapon. When I asked for money in the morning, the dog-legged shaking his head and tail looked very attentive."

That's it, but there is not much disgust.

Qingyang smiled and said, "That's not what you and the master are used to."

Jiang sighed, "In the lifetime of this person, don't they all enjoy it? If you have that wealth in your hand, what's the point of just keeping it or not? This is what your old man said, saying that money is made is spent, and keeping it is just a number."

"The old man is a sensible person."

"He doesn't know where he has gone now. He doesn't come a letter for ten days and a half months. He puts his personal life and death aside, but he is worried about me as a daughter."

Qingyang gently kneaded her temples and said, "But he lives a comfortable and comfortable life. Only with such a mind will he not be trapped by external things and become younger."

"I hope so I hope it." Jiang said, "Do you tell the second young master not to visit the fourth young master?"

"It's already clear. The second young master also sent some supplements, saying that he would wait until the fourth young master was ready before visiting him."

"That's good. It's not that I am a mother who is selfish. None of them have had acne. At this time, if they get infected, who can care about everything in the mansion? After all, the children are young and ill. If they are seventeen or eighteen years old, they won't be so worried about asking for a daughter-in-law to come in."

Not to mention that the men are not yet married, and they have no daughter-in-law to do housework with them, even the girls are still young. For this detailed number, if there are gifts in the mansion, or if there are any banquets, they can only rely on the three of them, the wife and their sisters-in-law.

But once something happens, like now, Mrs. Song is in her confinement period and her third brother and sister have to take care of her sick child, so the matter of the mansion will fall on her.

Alas, this person is simple, and I don’t know whether it is luck or misfortune. Fortunately, it is quiet and there is no struggle. Unfortunately, it is because there is something to come up and there is no one to take over and help.

Therefore, everything has two sides and pros and cons, it only depends on how to balance it.
Chapter completed!