madam is a squeamish

Lotus Flower Cake looked at her feet, "It's so swollen! It's like a pig's trotter!"

Xiaoyouzi wanted to kick her on the wall, "Go to the kitchen if you're not full, what are you doing here?"

But after taking a closer look at it myself, it does look a bit like it.

Not only was it swollen, but it was also bruised and purple, as if it had been marinated.

"I heard that my niece sprained her ankle?" The two were still looking down at the pig's feet when there was a voice from outside.

Looking up, she saw half of her aunt, Luo Shi, coming.

"Mrs. Ming Luo!" Little Yuzi hurriedly asked Lotus Flower Cake to make tea.

Mrs. Ming Luo gave the medicine to Hehuasu, "No, I'm just here to give you a medicine.

My ancestors have several old prescriptions, which are very effective in treating bruises and injuries.

I heard that you sprained your ankle and had a hematoma, so I came here specially for you.

You wipe it five times a day, and you will be able to move within a few days. "

Xiaoyouzi hurriedly accepted it, "Then please trouble Mrs. Ming Luo. Lotus Flower Crisp, you will take my wife out for me."

She should have called her aunt, but the relationship between Ming Lai and her has always been difficult.

The relationship between her father and Ming Lai was on the verge of a crisis, but she didn't know how to call this half-aunt.

Simply follow others directly, and call her Mrs. Ming Luo respectfully.

Combining her husband's surname with her mother's surname can not only reflect her identity, but also distinguish her from other Mrs. Ming.

Lotus Crisp came in and muttered softly, "It's strange, when did your influence become so big, it still means that the news of your family spreads quickly.

When you come back with your front foot, Mrs. Ming Luo, who is at home with your back foot, already knows the news of your sprained foot? "

An Jingchi asked the doctor to come in, and was a little surprised when he saw the medicinal wine on the table.

He waited for the doctor to finish his diagnosis and treatment before opening his mouth, "Where did this thing come from?"

"Mrs. Ming Luo sent it."

An Jingchi was even more surprised, "She doesn't get along with your uncle, and she doesn't like your mother the least.

This medicine is her natal family's unique secret technique that is not passed on to the outside world, so she thought of giving it to you. "

Although he was full of doubts, An Jingchi was worried about his daughter's injury, so he had to let her use the lotus cake first.

On the branch of the moon, Ming Lai just came out of the shower after taking a bath.

I saw Mrs. Ming Luo folded her arms and hugged her chest, collecting debts at the door.

"This medicine is given away, but this begging should also have a begging attitude."

Minglai held the veil in his hand, did not argue with her, and thanked her honestly, "Thank you for your magnanimity and not caring about me, and sent her the medicine.

I have something in my storeroom that you can see, just go and get it. "

After speaking, he turned around and went back to his room.

Mrs. Ming Luo was startled at first, but then became more and more angry.

He has always been unwilling to pay attention to himself, but now he begs himself humbly for an outsider.

Just like when he was willing to fall out with himself because of his sister.

"You bastard, I'm afraid even your son won't receive such favor from you.

How many years has it been since that girl of yours died, but you are still willing to humiliate her for her? "

Minglai turned his head, his eyes were full of anger and sternness.

Seeing him like this, Mrs. Ming Luo swallowed the rest of her words wisely.

"It's not my fault that she died! Don't you say you hate the An family? You don't hate An Jingchi's daughter!"

Ming Lai said with a sullen face, "She is my younger sister's flesh and blood!"

He hates An Jingchi, the An family.But he couldn't bear to hate his daughter who had her sister's blood.

Seeing his virtue, Mrs. Ming Luo snorted coldly, turned her head and left.

Before leaving, he did not forget to remind, "Tomorrow is the day when Ming Jing returns from Luo's house. You, a father, can't just think about other people's daughters. Your own son should go pick him up."