Cloud Smoke Pavilion

When Shen Qingyu stepped into the courtyard, his footsteps couldn't help but stop, and his complicated eyes looked at the towering tree in the center of the courtyard, and for a while, his thoughts surged.

The eldest daughter of Mofu has no backing, and it is really difficult to move forward.

The yellowed leaves fell down and landed right on her shoulder.

She suddenly remembered that in her previous life, when she was just a small peasant girl in Taoyuan Village, her daily life was very simple, sowing seeds in spring, harvesting in autumn, and making some wine in her spare time.

By the way, her dark eyes were suddenly filled with bright light, why didn't she think of it...... In her previous life, her wine-making skills were unique, and Song Xiuwen had used her wine as the national wine to entertain envoys from various countries............

The identity of the eldest daughter of Mofu is just a premise, as the so-called money can make the ghost grind, it seems that she has to pick up this craft again.

After setting seven or eight points, Shen Qingyu began to calculate in his heart.

She only ate two steamed buns last night, and now her mind is open, but she realizes that she is hungry.

Lu Xiu, who was lying on the soft couch and was angry, saw Shen Qingyu coming back, and immediately got up and got off the bed.

"This morning the slave went to the kitchen to get breakfast, and those people only gave me these broken steamed buns. ”

Recalling the situation when she went to get breakfast, Lu Xiu was full of gas, and these foods were far worse than what she ate when she was on an errand in Biyun Pavilion.

Shen Qingyu sat down at the table as if she turned a deaf ear, and picked up the white-flour steamed bun on the plate unhurriedly, yes, compared to last night, this steamed bun was so hot, and then she beckoned to the green embroidery: "Come here." ”

The angry Green Embroidery was stunned for a moment, and then walked over, as if she couldn't believe that she was so tepid.

She tore off a piece of steamed bun and handed it to Lu Xiu: "Eat it." ”

The green embroidery was a little inexplicable, but she still did as she said.

After a while, seeing that the green embroidery was asymptomatic, Shen Qingyu began to eat.

Her reaction was something that Green Embroidery never expected, and Green Embroidery wanted to deliberately provoke her to teach the kitchen a lesson.

"The kitchen guys are so bullying...... Don't you want to teach them a lesson?"

Green embroidery bit her lip, but still said without giving up.

What is the mind of green embroidery, what is the idea, Shen Qingyu knows it.

"You can't stand it, so you teach them a lesson. She glanced at the unwilling green embroidery lightly.

Why can't she stand it and teach them herself?

Green embroidery was angry, and the words came as soon as he opened his mouth: "If it weren't for a master like you, I could bear this anger?"

Her eyes swept away, and it was unusually cold.

Green embroidery shuddered, the anger in her heart was wiped out by her eyes, her legs were weak, and she immediately fell to the ground.

"Green embroidery, I don't want to wear my intestines and rot my stomach, so it's best for me to be careful. Shen Qingyu warned coldly.

Green embroidery snorted, swallowed her saliva, and hurriedly responded.

Before breakfast was over, the aunt who taught Shen Qingyu etiquette happened to walk in.

This etiquette aunt is wearing the same green clothes as Mama Gui, but her posture is far from Mama Gui's, she was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and her slightly mean old face is even more fat and greasy, saying that it is a meat shop that sells meat, she believes it.

So where did this Luo sincerely want her to learn etiquette?

"You're the aunt your mother sent to teach you the first rites. Shen Qingyu smiled innocently, got up and greeted him enthusiastically.

Sang Po looked her up and down, and a little contempt was added to her fat face.

"It's really from the countryside, and there are no rules. Glancing at the hand she put up, he snorted coldly, and shook off her hand with great disgust.

It seems that everyone in this Mo Mansion wants to step on her.

"Nian Chu grew up in the countryside, where is it like my aunt! This big family understands everything. Shen Qingyu said with a smile, seemingly patting on the back, but in fact, he completely satirized this Sang Po.

But the way she smiled and looked naïve, it really made people wonder if it was flattery?

Sang Po's face was a little unsightly for a moment, but she couldn't find anything wrong, so she had to swallow this breath raw.

Seeing that she didn't clean her up for a while, she was really a little slut, and I don't know if this is true, or pretending.

"The young lady of this big family has to walk in a walking posture, standing in a standing position, sitting in a sitting position, and today we will start with a walking posture. ”

Sang Po said in a weird way, and stuffed a porcelain bowl into her hand.

"Is this for eating?" she asked, licking her lips and looking excited.

Sang Po sneered secretly, and then said sharply: "This is not for you to eat, put the bowl on my head." ”

She seemed to be startled, and her little face turned pale and pale when she put the bowl on her head.

Green embroidery almost fell off her eyes when she saw it on the side, looking at Shen Qingyu, who was well-behaved and full of naivety at the moment, she really suspected that she was dreaming last night, obviously the woman who put the hosta against her throat last night was really scared to the bones.

"Now raise your hands and straighten them. Sang Po coldly ordered, and without waiting for her to raise her hand, he took the rattan and slammed it on her arm.

"It hurts. She frowned, her eyes reddened, and she was very aggrieved. But the hand was still obediently raised and straightened.

"Is this called pain? If your hand is bent a little bit, a little lower, the old body will not show mercy. Sang Po glanced at her coldly: "Go well, walk from here to the door, come over, if the bowl falls, don't blame the old man for being polite." ”

"Yes. Shen Qingyu responded obediently, and began to raise her feet according to her words.

This walk is half a day, in the middle Shen Qingyu has not drunk a sip of water, let alone rested for a moment, and Sang Po is suspicious, walking and walking, she either raised her hand down, or her hand was bent, or the bowl almost fell.

After such a series, she was whipped by Sang Po a lot. It wasn't until noon that Sang Po called her to rest for a while.

Shen Qingyu is a person who can endure extremely, but he is not a person without temper, the arm that was whipped hurts hotly, and the culprit has always been leisurely sipping tea, she is not happy.

Lu Xiu is a person who knows how to stammer, knowing that Sang Po is a person next to Luo's side, so he went to make new hot tea diligently during the break.

I thought that Sang Po could say a few good words for herself, so that she could get rid of this gloomy courtyard and follow her master to death.

Shen Qingyu saw Green Embroidery walking in with tea, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked coldly, and he stepped up to meet Green Embroidery.

"I'll do it. ”

"But ......" Lu Xiu avoided Shen Qingyu's hand dissatisfiedly, but when she saw the gloomy look on her face, she obediently handed it to her.

She handed Lu Xiu a look that counted her acquaintance, then took the tea, turned around with a smile and walked towards Sang Po, who was resting on the soft couch.

Putting the teacup on the table, Shen Qingyuwu poured himself a cup of hot tea, and said with a smile: "I have taught Nian Chu for half a day, and my aunt has worked hard. ”

Sang Po glanced at her with her eyelids, thinking that she was not naïve enough, and she still knew how to please people.

Seeing Sang Po reaching out to take it, a dark color appeared in Shen Qingyu's eyes, and when Sang Po's fingertips touched, her hand was released.

So the hot tea was unambiguously sprinkled on Sang Po's hand, and the corners of Shen Qingyu's mouth were slightly hooked, and when Sang Po shook his hand, he quietly took a few steps back.

Sangpo's screams resounded throughout the room.

"Ahh

"What are you calling a stinky girl, it's the old man's hands that are hot, and it's not yours. Sang Po glared at Shen Qingyu angrily, and her old face was flushed with anger.

"Auntie, Nian Chu thought you caught it, that's why I ......" She hung her head and pursed her lips with self-reproach, her eyes swirling with mist in her eyes.

Sang Po looked at her appearance, and her heart became more and more angry, but when she said this, she couldn't do anything to her, so she could only continue to hold back.

"What a stupid girl from the countryside, clumsy. ”

"My aunt is right, Nian Chu is clumsy, my aunt is so powerful, she definitely doesn't need to teach, she will. She said pitifully, wiping her eyes.

Sang Po is almost angry with her, she doesn't need to teach her, isn't this a mockery of her openly and secretly?

This stinky girl can't even speak, it seems to be really simple.

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