Zichuan Niang raised her hand to hold Liu Doukou's hand, her eyes filled with kindness and kindness.

"Silly girl, these things you did are good things. Why would my godmother blame you?" Zichuan Niang said.

"Not to mention helping Qing'er, even if you are helping the aunts and sisters-in-law in other villages, my aunt will not blame you. As human beings, we should not care about these little things in the first place, let alone our Zichuan family now

It can be considered a high and powerful position, and it doesn’t cost a few pennies." Zichuan Niang said.

Liu Doukou smiled obediently and nodded slightly in agreement with Zichuan Niang's words.

"Although my cousin is a young and talented man, and his family is now well-to-do, and he is not short of a few pennies, but..."

"But Daukou knows that my aunt has always been diligent and thrifty in running the house, so she is a little concerned about it. Since Auntie you are simple and generous, Daukou will feel relieved," she said.

Zichuan Niang smiled happily and raised her hand to gently stroke Liu Doukou's hair, "Auntie is a little tired and wants to sleep for a while. You should go do your own thing first."

"By the way, Zichuan hasn't come back yet?" Zichuan asked again.

Just as Liu Doukou was about to speak, Mu Zichuan's voice sounded from the door of the west room.

"Mom, I just got home." He said, then opened the door and entered the west room.

Mu Zichuan wanted to keep a low profile this time when he went home to take care of his illness, and serve his mother with all his heart like an ordinary son.

Therefore, even when he went to buy medicine, he tried to be as low-key as possible and dressed simply.

Even so, wearing this sapphire blue early summer soft robe on his body, he looked like a jade tree facing the wind, with blue clothes, dark hair, and a fair face, which made his features even more beautiful.

At the age of thirty, a woman's appearance begins to decline at this age, but for a thirty-year-old man, his youthfulness fades away and his charm becomes stronger and stronger.

Liu Doukou looked at her cousin's majestic entry. He was as handsome as a god, and she couldn't move her eyes away.

It wasn't until he came to the window, lifted up his robe and said hello to Lady Zichuan that Liu Doukou came back to his senses.

She raised her hand and touched her cheek. It was burning. She quickly turned sideways and quietly took a few deep breaths.

"Zichuan, when did you come back? Why didn't you say anything while standing at the door?" Zichuan's mother took Mu Zichuan's hand and asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "I just arrived at the door. Mom, my son has not been at home these two days. How is your health?"

Zichuan Niang said: "Mom, everything is fine. You don't have to worry about it. It's just you. What did you eat and drink when you were out these two days? Where do you live? I've lost weight just looking at you.

Circled."

Muzichuan smiled, lowered his eyes and looked at himself, and said, "I'm not thin, mother, don't worry."

Zichuan Niang nodded, "Then you go and rest for a while. You are tired from running around for the past two days."

Mu Zichuan also saw that his mother looked a little sleepy, so he bowed again, turned around and exited the west room.

Zichuan Niang said to Liu Doukou, who was still stunned by the bed: "Doukou, you should go and have a rest too."

Liu Doukou nodded obediently, then carefully followed Mu Zichuan out of the west room while holding up her skirt.

Mu Zichuan went directly into the east room. Liu Doukou looked around and quickly made a bowl of hot tea for him and brought it to the east room.

Muzichuan stood beside the bed, with his back to her.

Looking at Mu Zichuan's slender and straight back, Liu Doukou was distracted for a moment.

"Cousin, are you exhausted from the journey? Doukou made you some hot tea. Take a few sips to moisten your throat." Liu Doukou said softly.

Mu Zichuan turned around and looked at Liu Doukou quietly.

"From now on, I don't need to bother you with the sheets, pillowcases, quilts in my room, as well as the pens, inks, papers and inkstones on my desk." He said calmly.

Liu Doukou was stunned for a moment, and his pretty face was full of confusion: "Cousin, what do you mean? Doukou is here to take care of you and your aunt. These housework should be Doukou's responsibility.

If you don't let me do it, how do you want me to handle myself? Could it be that my cousin thinks I'm clumsy and wants to send me home?"

As he said this, Liu Doukou's eyes turned red, and his appearance became more and more aggrieved.

There was no trace of pity or pity on Muzichuan's face, he was as calm as ever.

"You know that's not what I mean, and you also know that your original intention of coming here is to accompany my mother to relieve her fatigue, and to take care of my mother when I am away."

"You just need to stay with her. As for me, I don't have to strain you." He said again.

"Cousin..." Liu Doukou called weakly.

Mu Zichuan said: "Put down the tea. I'm a little tired and want to sit down and read a book."

Is this a disguised form of driving her out?

Liu Doukou looked at Mu Zichuan sadly, put down the tea, turned and left the east room.

Seeing Liu Doukou approaching the door of the house, Mu Zichuan suddenly called out to her again.

"Cousin, please wait a moment." He said.

Liu Doukou stopped and turned around in surprise.

"Cousin, do you have anything else to tell me?" she asked a little excitedly.

Mu Zichuan stared into Liu Doukou's eyes and said, "Cousin, you are still young. Cousin hopes that you can be an honest person."

"Ah?" Liu Doukou was confused.

Mu Zichuan continued: "What the facts are, that's what they are. Don't deliberately distort the facts for your own selfishness, especially to those who have obviously helped you. It's okay if you don't feel grateful. Really

There is no need to deliberately distort the facts. Sometimes, when you tell a lie, you have to use more lies to cover it up. If you tell too many lies, you will even believe it, what do you think?"

Liu Doukou's face was full of doubts, and he still looked confused.

Muzichuan waved his hand: "I'm tired. Let's take a rest and go play by yourself."

"Oh, cousin, have a good rest. If you need anything, call me. I'll be in the main room."

After Liu Doukou finished speaking, he turned around and left the room disappointed.

Returning to the main room, she poured herself a bowl of warm water, held it in her hands and drank it slowly, carefully recalling what Mu Zichuan had just said.

Suddenly, she thought of something and the tea bowl in her hand almost fell to the table.

She stretched out her hand to take it, and the water in the tea bowl splashed out. Fortunately, it was warm water, otherwise her white and tender fingers would have been burned.

She covered her hands and sat there with a frown.

Thinking of my cousin standing silently outside the door of the west room earlier, he must have heard what he told his aunt about washing the sheets.

Why did my cousin give a warning? Did he meet Yang Ruoqing when he came back earlier and learned the truth from Yang Ruoqing?

Thinking of this, Liu Doukou bit her lip gently, feeling weak in her heart.

I originally thought that Yang Ruoqing was an honest person, but I didn't expect that she would do one thing in front of her and tell her the other behind her back. She would tell her cousin everything. She was really a talkative woman!

And my cousin is really biased. His bed is only for Yang Ruoqing, but her cousin is not allowed to touch it?
Chapter completed!