In the next few days, as my body gradually recovered, I no longer bothered myself about this problem, since I came here, I would have a good experience, regardless of whether he was true or false. Just when I was looking forward to the plan of going to various places with good legs and feet, my mother said to me with a pleasant face: "Xiaoxiao, you are not too young, and now you are in good health, I will teach you some work for my mother." ”

I thought to myself that men in ancient times seemed to like ladies, and it might be interesting to learn to be a lady, so I accepted it as soon as my head was hot. Who knew that my days of suffering had begun: every morning at dawn, I would go to the old couple's room with two bowls of hot tea to say hello, learn embroidery in the morning, and learn weaving in the afternoon.

As a result, every morning, as soon as the old couple opened the door, they saw me lying on the steps and falling asleep, learning embroidery and piercing my fingers like the arms of drug-addicted young people, weaving cloth for more than ten days, but I did not weave half a complete cloth, and the loom was broken by me three times. Within a month, both the old lady and I gave up on our plans to transform me into a lady. So I was like a wild horse with joy, completely uncontrolled.

Within a few days, I visited this deep mansion compound halfway up the mountain. I became more and more familiar with the dozen or so apprentices of the old man, and I changed my shyness when I first came, and I called them brothers and sisters, and mingled. I met Qin Yuanzhao a few more times in the martial arts training ground, and although I still felt uncomfortable, I was no longer as restrained as I was at the beginning. What are you afraid of? Miss Ben is from the 21st century!

Maybe it's because my life is too easy, the old man's psychology is a little unbalanced, I don't know what tricks I used, I actually said that the old lady wants me to be responsible for serving tea and pouring water to the guests who come to the house in the future. It's hard to say, isn't it just that you don't miss your teeth when you laugh, you can't see your shoulders, it's much easier than weaving embroidery.

But within a few days, I realized that this job was really not easy to do. Zhongnan Mountain is not as far away from the people as the Himalayas, and it is not as dangerous and high as Huashan, and under the mountain is Chang'an, the western capital of the Dacheng Dynasty, and the old man's reputation is good, and there is an endless stream of people who come to him all day long. On the largest day, there were seven groups of guests.

Over time, I have also practiced a smile comparable to that of a flight attendant, and I mechanically go to the hall every day to serve tea and water, in exchange for the head of this mountain, the helmsman of the village, a few words of "how is Ling Yuan" that can neither be eaten nor spent as money. The old man had a strange temper, and he had to use the freshly picked mountain spring water that day to make tea, and even if he only saved it for a day, he could taste it.

As a result, I and a few maids ran to the spring outside the village all day long. Water is there, boiling water is also a trouble, this is ancient, why is it hot fast, there is an electric kettle, not even a thermos that can keep warm, sometimes hard work to make tea and send it to the hall, only to find that people have already run to the backyard to learn martial arts, and when they have played enough, the tea is cold again, what should I do?

On that day, I don't know if it was the head of the mountain, a thin old man dressed sloppily and sloppy, as soon as he entered the door, he shouted into the house: "Brother, brother, I have come to see you!"

We hurriedly greeted him, and the old man's eyes lit up when he saw him: "Brother Cui, which gust of wind blew you here?" Why didn't you say it earlier, I would also go to greet him. ”

The thin old man laughed, his eyes narrowed into a line: "I came to Chang'an to do something, and I just happened to stop by to see you." It's been a long time since we've seen each other!"

"Xiaoxiao, come, I've seen you Uncle Cui!" Hearing the old man call me, I hurriedly stepped forward and said a blessing: "The little woman has seen Uncle Cui." ”

"Virtuous nephew quickly excuse me," the thin old man said to the old man with a smile: "I have heard it a long time ago, Feng Tiankui's daughter is not only knowledgeable, but also makes good tea! ”

I lowered my head and sneered: Grandma, you really think of your aunt and grandmother as Lin Chiling.

With the tea made by Qiu Yue, I came to the lobby. The two old men were talking, and the atmosphere felt a little dull. "Brother, this year's post-life conference is about to open again. The thin old man took a sip of tea and said. "Hmm. The old man simply agreed, as if he was reluctant to dwell on the subject.

"Last year, your faction was defeated by Emei, who will you send this year?" the thin old man seemed to be very interested in this topic.

"Yuan Zhao, now he has the best skills. The old man sighed, saw that I was still standing there, and said to me, "Xiaoxiao, you go down first, and I will talk to your Uncle Cui." ”

"Yes. "I retreated to the back hall in response. Although it was through the screen, I could still hear the conversation between the two of them clearly.

"Alas, last year's Gui faction..." "Brother Hugh is going to mention it again, as the so-called people have their own ambitions, that is, if there is no fate, let him go." "I listened to the conversation between the two old men, and I didn't know what they were talking about.

Just as I wanted to continue listening to their conversation, the old man shouted coldly: "Haven't heard enough, go to the kitchen and see how the wine feast is prepared!" My slight wheezing sound actually made the old man feel it, and I hurriedly ran away to the kitchen.

Above the lobby, two old men were pushing cups and changing lamps with red faces, and their mother and several senior brothers sat in the lower seat. I was right, I didn't even have the right to be served. When I was bored, I wandered around the yard.

Suddenly, a sneaky figure flashed into the kitchen, and I was taken aback: except for a few guards in the nursing home, the old man's apprentices were all practicing. Who could it be, a thief, I tiptoed up a plank from the floor, whispered to the kitchen door, kicked it open with a slam kick, and rushed in. "Who's in there, get out of here!"

A half-gnawed chicken leg rolled in front of me, and then a trembling figure stood up from the corner and said with a crying voice: "Senior sister, it's me..."