Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks Chapter 2123

Chapter 2123: What’s the Matter With You?

“What about Mother?” Ning Shu asked.
“Miss’s mother had a difficult childbirth. She died after giving birth,” Xi Tao replied.
“Xi Tao, how long have you been with me?”
“Miss, what’s the matter with you?” Xi Tao asked worriedly. “Don’t you remember? This servant grew up with you.”
Ning Shu saw that Xi Tao was beginning to doubt her and stopped asking questions.
“Okay, the game is over. You answered all of my questions correctly, so your miss, me, will reward you,” Ning Shu said.
Xi Tao immediately bowed to Ning Shu with a smile. “Thank you, Miss.”
Soon, the auntie from the kitchen brought over the porridge and Xi Tao quickly took it. She blew on the porridge and stirred it with a spoon to cool it down.
By now, Ning Shu was dizzy with hunger. She couldn’t wait to devour the whole bowl of food.
Fortunately, it was winter and the porridge cooled down quickly. Ning Shu quickly finished the big portion and her stomach felt a bit more comfortable.
“Help me get dressed. I’m going to watch over my father.” Ning Shu lifted the quilt and cold air rushed in. Suddenly, she didn’t really want to get out of bed.
“Miss, you should rest first. Eldest Young Master Gu said that you should have a good rest. Miss, you don’t need to strain yourself. The young masters will guard the master’s spirit.” Xi Tao hurriedly covered Ning Shu’s legs with the quilt. “It’s snowing outside, Miss. It’s too cold for you to go out.”
Ning Shu looked at Xi Tao. Xi Tao was very obedient toward Gu Rui.
“I’ll be fine, bring me some clothes.” Ning Shu violently yanked off the quilt.
When circumstances were unclear, it was always better to follow conventions.
Seeing that Ning Shu still insisted on getting up, Xi Tao opened the closet and took out some plain white clothing.
Ning Shu got out of bed. Only then did she really understand how fat she was. Her body was like a giant ball.
She could barely see her toes.
Her clothes were very loose, with a belt tied around her stomach. Ning Shu really wanted to cover her eyes.
Xi Tao helped Ning Shu get dressed. She said distressingly, “The master is gone now. Miss must take good care of her body.”
Ning Shu made a sound of agreement. When Xi Tao opened the door, a cold howling wind rushed into the room. Ning Shu shivered.
The amount of fat she had didn’t help. Ning Shu still felt like she wasn’t wearing anything.
She was so fat that it made it difficult for her blood to circulate properly and that just made her feel even colder.
Ning Shu gathered a cloak tightly around her body and left the room.
“You walk in front of me,” Ning Shu said to Xi Tao. Xi Tao was clearly baffled, but she quickly recovered. She nodded and took Ning Shu to the mourning hall.
White lanterns and cloth hung throughout the corridors. Outside, the yard was covered in a layer of snow. The cold wind howled. Its chill scraped at a person’s bones like a knife.
When she arrived at the mourning hall, Ning Shu was out of breath from exertion. She panted while leaning on the door frame.
A coffin had been placed in the center of the hall. Monks sat on both sides of the coffin, reciting complicated and incomprehensible scriptures.
Three men dressed in mourning clothes were kneeling in front of the coffin. They were slowly placing paper money into a brazier, and the flames jumped about.
Ning Shu still felt out of breath. She walked into the room and planned to kneel down, but found that she didn’t have her own praying mat. Ning Shu hesitated. Should she kneel directly on the ground?
It was such a cold day, and the ground was very hard.
While she contemplated her next action, three pairs of eyes turned to stare at her.
Ning Shu glanced at the three men in front of her and immediately matched each person to the information that Xi Tao had given her.
The styles of these men were too obvious.
A pretentious immortal beauty who overlooks the world with lofty indifference, a damned androgynous ladyboy, and a shy and vulnerable little white rabbit.
Ning Shu and the three men stared at each other. Neither side spoke.
Xi Tao took a praying mat and placed it in front of Ning Shu. Under the gaze of three pairs of eyes, Ning Shu knelt down with a ‘thud.’ The excess fat on her body shook violently.
The three men all looked away in unison.
Ning Shu’s face trembled. Dear god, she was too heavy. Even with the thick prayer mat, Ning Shu felt like her knees were going to shatter.
Translator: Lili
Editor: Wheat
Translator: Kaho