Ancestors bless and protect

  Lin Jing, now called Lin Jing, looked at this fat woman, her own wet nurse, with a bewildered and timid expression, her mouth twitching as if she wanted to cry.

  "Don't cry!" The old woman shouted loudly, without even lowering her voice. This display of arrogance made Lin Jing sigh inwardly, thinking that this matter was not going to be easy to handle.

  Although Jia Min'er said that she would not take her own life, she would not really just let herself go. The servants who were not seen or favored by the concubine could still get away with being lazy and cunning, but this kind of arrogance must have some backing! And since this woman was able to be the wet nurse for this child's body, she must be trusted by that side. But such a small and weak child, being treated so cruelly, whether or not it would grow up big, is really a problem. For a moment, Lai Erjia's venomous voice appeared in Lin Jing's mind, originally, those words were waiting here.

  What can I do about it?

  Borrowing Yu Zi to make these things public, is it better to do so in front of Lin Hai? Therefore, let Jia Min consider the superficial dignity and treat herself well.

  Don't be silly, if it's really like that, then Lao Shouxing would hang himself - he can't stand living anymore!

  Only by being timid, clumsy, inconspicuous and not causing trouble can one let others feel at ease and keep oneself safe. But if things remain unchanged, even I don't know how long I can hold on. It's really a dilemma!

  The old woman tossed over the large clothes she had taken off earlier and let Lin Jing put them on herself. Lin Jing was thinking to herself, her hands and feet not daring to stop, but Lin Jing was originally not good at wearing such clothes, and being distracted, this action became even more clumsy. The old woman looked impatient, stepped forward and pinched her, "Hurry up a bit, we're going to pay our respects to the mistress."

  "Ah!" Lin Jing was caught off guard and cried out in pain. Suddenly, an idea popped into his head - the ancients believed in gods! Wasn't that why Jia Min wanted to keep him around?

  Lin Jing suddenly stopped dressing, her eyes brimming with tears as she stared at something. The fat woman was stunned by the child's actions, but when she heard what he said next, she was shocked to the point of sweating profusely.

  Lin Jing only said, "Old lady, grandson, no, didn't remember." Lin Jing's way of speaking was still stuttering and timid, but that sentence "old lady" was very clear.

  Fat lady came back to her senses, "Jing Geer, what did you just say?"

  "Just now, this old lady, who claims to be my grandmother, told me a lot of things. But I didn't remember any of them. Nanny, what should I do?" Lin Jing said with a sobbing voice, "Nanny, the old lady is standing right behind you. Ah, old lady, please don't pinch the nanny."

  The fat woman only felt coolness on her back, especially on the nape of her neck, and her feet went soft, so she could hardly support her stout body from sliding down.

  Lin Jing sneered inwardly and after a while, her voice trembling, said, "Nanny, the old lady is gone."

  These words seemed to have given the fat wife a great deal of courage. The fat wife got up in one motion, pursed her lips, and busied herself putting Lin Jing's clothes on properly, then pulled Lin Jing out.

  Such treatment has never been seen since Lin Jing arrived. Lin Jing narrowed his eyes, secretly calculating in his heart that he still needed to add a bit more effort.

  The people outside have increased, and several little girls also cleverly came up to pay their respects. It's not that they were rushing towards Jing Ge, but rather it's more like they were rushing towards Fat Auntie.

  All the way to the front door, a little girl at the entrance swept Lin Jing with her eyes, casually bent her legs, and counted as a courtesy. She turned around and said eagerly to the fat woman, "Auntie Feng is good, today is indeed late. I think Brother Jing is sleepy?"

  Feng's wife didn't show her usual enthusiasm, she just nodded and said, "Let the girl make the announcement."

  The maid stuck her face to the cold stove, but didn't dare say anything. She hastily went in to respond, and before long came back out, and gave Old Lady Feng a signal with the curtain.

  In the outer room, a large maid came out from the inner room. Lin Jing recognized this person as Qing Liu, who was beside Jia Min. Qing Liu glanced at Feng's mother holding Lin Jing's hand and looked slightly surprised, but still smiled and said: "Jing Ge has arrived? Feng Mama is good. The lady is inside coaxing the child to take medicine. In my opinion, although Jing Ge's body has mostly recovered, there is still some illness left. Why don't you rest in this outer room and let your nurse Feng Mama go in to pay her respects for you?"

  Although it was a question, the tone meant no refutation. Lin Jing shrunk his body, and his eyes only glanced at Qing Liu once before shying away, even lowering his head.

  Feng Po followed Qing Liu inside, leaving Lin Jing outside. There were four or five maids waiting to serve their master in the outer room, but they seemed to ignore Lin Jing, letting her stand there without offering her a seat or serving her tea and refreshments. Lin Jing was already accustomed to this kind of disguised punishment every day, often standing for a long time until her calf muscles became stiff, yet she had to pretend to be timid and afraid, unable to move freely.

  But today is somewhat different.

  It wasn't long before a crisp sound of porcelain hitting the ground came from inside, followed by the crying of a child. Later, there were sounds of comforting the child, cleaning up the floor, and someone coming out to fetch water, instructing to bring another dose of medicine, all in a chaotic mess that didn't subside for quite some time.

  After a while, Lai Erjia suddenly came out of the inner room and stood in front of Lin Jing, his sharp eyes sizing him up without any reserve.

  Lin Jing hunched her shoulders, lowered her head with all her might, and trembled with fear, putting on a frightened appearance like a small chick. She didn't even open her mouth to greet anyone. Since she came to this main house, Lin Jing hadn't made a sound, not even saying "Hello, ma'am" - an untaught child wouldn't know the rules or polite phrases, would they? As long as she was timid and obedient, didn't cause trouble, etc., that was enough.

  Suddenly, a hand came under Lin Jing's chin and lifted her head up, making her face directly opposite Lai Erjia's eyes. Lin Jing's lips trembled, with two tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, staring at Lai Erjia in terror, yet not daring to cry out, only shaking her body even more violently.

  Lin Jing's appearance put Lai Erjia at ease, but he still sized him up for a while before releasing his hand and saying to the maids in the house: "Why don't you give Brother Jing a seat? Don't think that just because Madam is kind, you can be lazy and break the rules."

  Those few busy people acknowledged their mistakes. Lai Erjia's waving hands let people out, and he personally held Lin Jing's hand, leading her to sit down on the chair, while asking about that matter. Lin Jing only said unclearly, back and forth, just those meanings, the old lady spoke to her, she didn't remember. Seeing Lin Jing's foolish and timid appearance, and really having nothing new to say, Lai Erjia also gave up, and didn't raise any more suspicions.

  Also, this body is only seven years old and timid and cowardly, what great ability can it have?

  Lin Jing didn't stay in the main house for long before being taken back to the west wing by Old Lady Feng. At night, Lin Jing still slept with Old Lady Feng. Lin Jing closed her eyes and waited, waiting for the room to be pitch black, waiting for the deep of night, and even more waiting for Old Lady Feng's snores to shake the sky.

  When all this was done, Lin Jing carefully leaned against the wall edge of that quilt and finally picked up two or three embroidery needles at two or three seams. This was hidden by Lin Jing a few days ago.

  Those days, Lin Jing was struggling to decide whether to escape from the Lin Mansion. However, no matter how mature her mind was, she was only seven years old physically, a little girl, and if she escaped, how could she survive? Lin Jing wouldn't naively think that just because she had transmigrated, she would have a golden touch. Not to mention other things, being caught by those idle rascals on the street and sold into a wealthy family as a maid was still a better fate; but if she fell into the underworld of prostitution, it would truly be a fate worse than death.

  So, not to the point of life and death, Lin Jing did not plan to escape. However, he also had to make preparations for any eventuality. Therefore, Lin Jing had to prepare some defensive items, a dagger was out of the question, even a kitchen knife was something Lin Jing couldn't get his hands on. Only here were there many thimbles and sewing needles that could be easily taken, as for their effectiveness, it was still better than having nothing at all.

  Now, this embroidery needle has also developed new skills.

  Lin Jing held the embroidery needle, posed and lay down beside Feng Baozi's body, took aim at her target, and with a swift motion, stabbed the needle into the fat hand that Feng Baozi had placed outside the quilt, which was the same hand that had pinched Lin Jing during the day.

  "Ah!", a pig-killing-like scream rang out, but Lin Jing took advantage of the darkness to hide the embroidered needle.

  The outer room was in an uproar, and then the light shone into the inner room. Lin Jing also pretended to be half asleep and opened his eyes, only to see Mrs. Feng trembling with her hands clasped together, "Ah, blood, blood, Old Lady, you've cut Nanny's hand!"

  Feng's wife rolled her eyes and before the little maids outside could come in, she quietly fainted.

  The next day, the government only heard that Mrs. Feng was exhausted from taking care of Jing Ge, and fell ill. As for the rumors about Lin Jing being possessed by a ghost, since she was under house arrest and forbidden to speak, she wouldn't have said anything anyway, and people like Jia Min wouldn't have mentioned it either. So, not a single ripple was stirred up.

  Everyone was whispering among themselves, saying that the mistress was too kind-hearted. Look at how she was taking care of this illegitimate child, Jing Ge, who wasn't even favored by the master. She had assigned her personal maid, Shi Ying, to take care of him. Shi Ying and Feng Mama were in charge of handling all of Jing Ge's personal matters. In addition to them, there were two second-class maids and four third-class maids serving him. As for those rougher maids, it wasn't even worth mentioning. The original maids who had been serving him were all driven out or sold because they didn't serve with their hearts in the right place.

  These rumors didn't avoid Lin Jing, and some people even deliberately whispered in front of him. Lin Jing smiled to himself, nowadays the food was hot and fresh, with both meat and vegetables, enough to fill his stomach, and no one beat or scolded him, that's all that mattered. Those brainwashing words, just listen to them if you want, he wasn't a real kid after all.

  However, as for Old Master Lin, despite having been here for so many days, Lin Jing has paid his respects every day, but not once has he met Lin Hai.

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