Chapter 18 The Incident

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The next day, Jiang Ruan got up early. Zi Su brought some freshly cooked corn porridge from outside. The corn was cooked soft and the simmered rice porridge exuded a faint sweet fragrance. Lian Qiao was curious: "The kitchen is so good today, why is there corn porridge?"

The breakfast on the farm is all some brown rice porridge that is thin enough to reflect a person's shadow, a little pickled vegetables, and no corn porridge. It's not that the ingredients are expensive or cheap, but the kitchen staff are unwilling to spend more time on this. 

When they first arrived at the farm, Zi Su and Lian Qiao did not argue with the kitchen about this matter, but even though they argued, there was still no change in the end, and the one in the capital did not care about it, and there was no one to make the decision, so Jiang Ruan got used to it.

Zi Su smiled: "It was sent by Xiao Yuan." Since she helped Xiao Yuan mend her clothes a few days ago, Xiao Yuan is also very sensible and knows how to reciprocate, and she has been running here more frequently.

Lian Qiao was stunned for a moment: "She is a sincere person." Then she picked up the bowl and said: "Girl, drink a few sips, it is good for your health."

Corn porridge is not a delicacy anyway, and its good effect on the body is naturally not as good as precious medicinal materials or fish meat. Now even a bowl of corn porridge seems so rare, and life is indeed a bit miserable. 

Zi Su felt a little sad, but saw Jiang Ruan took the bowl and drank a sip without hesitation, and asked them to eat something. Zi Su felt a little emotional. It happened to be a big change, and it was rare that her girl could still be happy. 

She grew up with the girl in the mansion since she was a child. As a maid of an unpopular master, she naturally suffered from cold eyes. In just a few years, she saw through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and she was more stable and mature than other maids of the same age. But she felt that her patience and composure were nothing in front of her girl. Not sure since when, it seems that the girl has become a little unpredictable after a serious illness.

It is rare to maintain a normal heart in the midst of great joy and sorrow in life. When her girl thought of the happy times in the Shangshu Mansion in the past, she always shed tears secretly and felt sad. Now, she has never shown such an expression again. She is very calm. 

Thinking of this, Zi Su said to Jiang Ruan: "The girl is happier every day now." Jiang Ruan smiled slightly and did not point it out. The oppression of life is nothing, and the life of luxury is nothing. The most terrible thing is that you have everything, but you feel that you have nothing, no lover, no relatives, no family, and no friends. 

Later, she thought she had a lover, but it was also fake. Besides, compared with being made into a human pig and trapped in a wooden basin, watching your relatives being insulted but unable to do anything, such a life is already too good, at least now she still has a complete body and freedom. 

At least she is still alive now. As long as she is still alive, everything has a chance to turn over again. She crawled out of hell, not to be fussy about these trivial matters. 

At this moment, a person rushed in from outside. Seeing Jiang Ruan and the other two in the room, she rushed in without knocking on the door. Lian Qiao was startled. After seeing clearly, she scolded: "Xiao Yuan, why are you running so fast?"

Xiao Yuan held the door and panted, her face flushed, and said for a while: "Miss, it's not good!"

"Speak slowly," Zi Su frowned and said: "What happened?"

"A lot of soldiers came outside and surrounded the manor. They said that someone saw the young lady killing someone." 

Xiao Yuan's eyes were full of panic: "Madame Lan is leading them here."

Lian Qiao widened her eyes: "How could our young lady kill someone? It's clearly slandering others, so shameless!"

"Don't worry," Jiang Ruan put down the bowl calmly: "Wait."

(End of this chapter)

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