Coming out of the bathroom, Forsythia Brown heard someone knocking at the door.
Thinking it was Gem Atkinson, she opened the door, but saw a little black girl standing there with a tray in her hands.
"Marie!"
"Ma'am, this is the milk the young master needs to drink tonight."
Uh, what does that mean?
"Ma'am, this is what happened. The sir received a call just now and had to leave quickly; Assistant Ant went with him. They left in a hurry. The sir said that the young master is close to ma'am, so ma'am, you will take care of him tonight."
What else could she say? The instructions were so clear, and she couldn't bear to leave the little creatures. Forsythia said, "Okay, you can put them down."
The little black girl tiptoed into the room, placed the tray on the table, and said, "Around one in the morning, the young master will wake up. After feeding him the milk, the young master will fall asleep again and can sleep until dawn."
"Alright, I got it."
