Liu’er placed the tea on the table somewhat stiffly.
“Here is the tea you asked for, Old Lady,” she said.
Never had Liu’er personally served Old Lady Fang tea, though the little servant girl’s bulging cheeks signified that she hadn't really changed.
“Young Miss is sleeping, she will be out shortly.”
Old Lady Fang did not care that the servant girl was unhappy.
Came back and fell asleep? Did she know she had caused trouble and was dodging it, or was she just sulking?
These days, the wooden stake Old Lady had been hit until it loosened from the ground.
As she thought about this, she heard the sound of footsteps. Miss Jun, wearing only green jacket-dress set, stepped out.
She was really resting?
“This was nothing. Grandmother, no need for you to worry,” said Miss jun. “It’s just an argument between girls. It’s already passed.”
She appeared to be tired, but her voice was gentle.
