Bitter his heart and will

  Chun Xiang said that by the end she was already sobbing uncontrollably, Xiao Zong looked at her appearance and felt somewhat enlightened, the relationship between Zhang Qing and Chun Xiang shouldn't be simple!

  She didn't say anything else, just waved her hand: "Alright, I know. Let him stay for now! It's not like it makes a difference with so many people here anyway!"

  "Miss, you agree to take him in?" Chun Xiang exclaimed with surprise.

  Xiao Zong Rong helplessly said: "You're my sister, have you forgotten? Why are you calling me 'Miss' again?! Whoever you trust, I'll also trust! Let him find a room in the outer courtyard to settle down first! You get me some water, I'll wash up and change clothes, getting sick would be troublesome... Ah-choo!"

  She hadn't finished speaking when she let out a few more sneezes, scaring Chunxiang into quickly fetching water for her to wash up with and change into some clean clothes.

  I don't know how Chunxiang managed to instruct Zhang Qing, but she changed her clothes and he burned the ginger soup and brought it in. He stood at the door with his head down and called out in a low voice: "Third Miss, the ginger soup is ready!"

  Xiao Congrong's eyes swept over, and he knew that Chunxiang was telling the truth. The Zhang Qing in front of him, dressed in tattered clothes, stood barefoot at the door, not even daring to lift his head, with a honest and obedient appearance.

  Would such a person steal? Framing others is about right!

  Xiao Congrong grasped his wrist, this Xiao Fu is not considered big, but somehow it feels quite complicated.

  "Didn't you wash up?" Chunxiang's tone was reproachful, but her actions were swift and decisive as she quickly stepped forward to take the ginger soup and brought it in: "Rongrong, drink this quickly and go to sleep, don't get sick!"

  Xiao Congrong drank elegantly and called Zhang Qing over, showing him the drawings he had made and explaining in detail how to do it. Finally, Zhang Qing said he understood. Xiao Congrong smiled contentedly and asked Chunxiang to give him some silver to buy materials, as well as some food, daily necessities, and clothes.

  After eating some of the food Chunxiang had bought and taking a nap, she woke up to find that it was already dark outside. She felt a bit chilly but fortunately didn't have any symptoms of a cold. As she fumbled to add more clothes, she saw Chunxiang lighting the lamp and walking in.

  "Rong Rong, are you awake? Just in time, Zhang Qing has bought back a lot of things for us, including new bedding! I'll help you change into it later, and you can have a good sleep tonight!"

  Chun Xiang put the lamp on the table and said happily: "He did what you asked him to do, I'll go get it for you!"

  Compared to a new quilt, of course, the cane made Xiao Zuo Rong happier. She could stand up, which meant she didn't have to rely on Chun Xiang all the time.

  Spring Fragrance and Zhang Qing returned together after a while. Zhang Qing changed into clean clothes, washed up, and looked quite handsome. He respectfully handed a pair of crutches to Xiao Zongrong, his courage also increased: "Third Miss, I tried it out, not bad, here I'm afraid it will rub against you, so I added some cotton padding, do you like it?"

  Xiao took it over, took a look, and saw that the cotton was wrapped in a cloth strip at the elbow, which could indeed reduce some pressure. She couldn't wait to try it out, stood up, lost her balance, and fell down. Chunxiang and Zhang Qing hastily caught her.

  Xiao Zongrong awkwardly smiled and sat back down, but two seconds later, she fearlessly tried again to get up. To avoid hurting Chunxiang's feelings, she chased them all out. As a result, her room was lit up the whole night, repeating the sequence of falling down and getting back up...

  "Heaven will send down great responsibilities to this person, must first torture his heart and mind, labor his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin..." This sentence became her motto for self-encouragement tonight!