"Sister Nianchu. ”

A deft and gentle voice came at the right time.

As soon as she heard the voice, Sang Po's fat face changed from angry to angry, her hand was hidden in her wide sleeve, the corners of her mouth were raised, and she changed it to a charming smile, twisting her fat buttocks and going out.

Shen Qingyu, who hung his head, unhurriedly wiped away the two tears that he had squeezed out, slightly suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he happened to see Mo Qingning walking in.

Mo Qingning was followed by a green-clothed maid, who was holding a few faded and yellowed clothes in her arms.

I think it's to see her off.

"The old slave has seen Miss Qingning. "The Sang Po, who changed her face, made a gesture and blessed her body, and she was very respectful.

From Sang Po's attitude towards Mo Qingning and Shen Qingyu's attitude, it can be seen that Shen Qingyu's status in Mo Mansion.

Mo Qingning made a gesture and helped Sang Po, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, I taught Sister Nianchu a morning." ”

"Old slaves are not hard. Sang Po looked right.

At the end, the two of them, who had finished boasting about each other, noticed Shen Qingyu who was on the side of the soft couch.

Mo Qingning quietly glanced at the tea spilled on the ground, and the cup that was broken into several pieces.

"Sister Nianchu, look at what Ning'er brought you. ”

After saying that, he walked slowly to Shen Qingyu's side.

Shen Qingyu glanced at the hand she was holding, and a touch of coldness passed under her eyes, which she didn't have time to catch.

She first looked at Mo Qingning expectantly, and then after seeing the clothes held by the green-clothed maid, she smiled happily: "Thank you, sister, but you asked me to pick up this shirt, why send it over in person." ”

Her innocent and simple appearance really makes people can't tell that she is acting at all.

Mo Qingningwen smiled and shook her head: "Sister Nianchu, why do you bother to see it like this, look at these clothes, do you like it." ”

When Shen Qingyu heard this, he walked to the front of the green maid with cheerful steps, flipped through it seriously, and compared it with a pink shirt on his body.

"These clothes are so beautiful, how big do I look, it's the first time I've seen such beautiful clothes, thank you sister." ”

Seeing her holding her clothes and looking ecstatic, Mo Qingning couldn't help but sneer, she really hadn't seen the world before, and she couldn't take the table at all.

"It's good if my sister likes it. Mo Qingning Rusi smiled: "My sister sent the clothes over, and it can be regarded as completing my grandmother's task, so my sister will not disturb Sister Nianchu to continue to learn etiquette." ”

"My sister walks slowly, and I have time to come and sit in this cloud smoke pavilion. Shen Qingyu stood at the door with five pieces of clothing and called Mo Qingning enthusiastically.

Mo Qingning's eyes flashed with a touch of disgust, the curvature of the corners of his mouth was ridiculed, and he didn't look back to answer a good word. If it weren't for the fact that she was real or fake, she didn't want to take half a step in here at all.

Sang Po, who was burned and angry with Shen Qingyu's words, lost interest in continuing to teach.

"That's what you learned today, and you'll continue tomorrow. Sang Po glanced at her viciously and smirked at her in her clothes, and without waiting for her to respond, she flicked her sleeves and twisted her fat waist and left.

And Shen Qingyu couldn't wait for this fat woman to leave quickly.

After Sang Po left, Shen Qingyu was the only one left in the house, and as for Lu Xiu, he didn't know where to hide and be lazy.

He glanced at the shirt in his hand with a sneer, turned around and threw it all on the bed.

Mo Qingning played with her these careful thoughts, and her heart was as clear as a mirror.

After practicing her posture for a long time, she was so tired that she sat on the chair with her buttocks, she didn't even want to move her fingers, but her arm hurt in hindsight, that kind of hot pain.

She frowned and gasped in pain.

Slowly opened the sleeves, one after another red stripe marks, shocking, this dead fat woman can be smoked without ambiguity.

In this Mo Mansion, no one even paid attention to her, she naturally didn't expect someone to give her medicine, and it was imminent that the fat woman would come tomorrow.

Today she deliberately burned the fat woman's hand, not sure how she would be tossed tomorrow, so she had to think of a way to deal with it tomorrow, and these injuries on her arm, if she didn't rub the medicine, I was afraid that it would be difficult to heal.

She was penniless, it was not feasible to buy medicine, and for the sake of today, she could only go up the mountain to collect medicine by herself, but during the day, Luo's mother and daughter might send someone to keep an eye on her, so she could only go up the mountain at night............

Bang bang –

The sound of knocking on the door pulled back Shen Qingyu's thoughts, and he looked intently only to see Mo Qingying, who was smiling lightly, standing slim at the door.

"My sister is here. The corners of Shen Qingyu's mouth slowly bloomed with a smile, and he got up to greet him.

"These two pieces were made in early spring, but the color is not suitable for my sister, so I have been storing them in the cabinet, hoping that my sister will not dislike them. Mo Qingying quietly glanced at the old clothes that were thrown on the bed at random, and sat down with a smile on her eyebrows.

Shen Qingyu took the opportunity to sit opposite her, glanced at the two shirts held by the girl in pink, and shook her head with a smile: "It's too late for sister to thank you!"

"Were those clothes on the bed sent by Sister Qingning?" Mo Qingying frowned and looked at the clothes on the bed.

Shen Qingyu glanced at her line of sight and poured a cup of tea unhurriedly: "Yes!"

She smiled like a three-year-old child who got candy.

Her reaction made Mo Qingying stunned for a moment, and she couldn't see through her for a while, could it really be that she was raised in the countryside, and others were clearly humiliating her as a fool, and she was still so happy?

Did she really not understand? Or did she pretend on purpose?

"These clothes, my sister remembers that Sister Qingning wore three years ago. Her eyes locked on Shen Qingyu, as if intentionally or unintentionally.

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingyu looked at her innocently and blankly.

It's either naïve or stupid, such an idiot has to make good use of it in the future.

Mo Qingying rolled her eyes playfully, and said with a smile: "No, it's hard to see that Sister Qingning's clothes from three years ago are still so well preserved." ”

"yes! Those clothes are beautiful, I like them. Shen Qingyu couldn't hide a smile on his face, and as he spoke, he handed her the tea he had poured.

"If my sister likes it, it's fine. Mo Qingying smiled and pushed away the tea she handed over, and a touch of disgust inadvertently flashed in her eyes: "My sister is not thirsty." ”

Shen Qingyu looked at her for a long time, smiled, and drank it all.

"Aunt Li is unwell, if my sister is fine, my sister will leave first. Mo Qingying always felt that her smile was a little strange, and as for what was strange, she couldn't say it, so she glanced at Hong'er who was holding the shirt.

Hong'er walked in front of Shen Qingyu with a few thoughtful steps: "Miss Nianchu." ”

Shen Qingyu put down the cup and took the shirt with a smile: "Thank you, sister." ”

Looking at the smile on her face without any scheming, Mo Qingying's smile became more and more quiet and soft: "My sister is gone." ”

Shen Qingyu sent people to the door: "Sister walk slowly, come and sit when you have time." ”

"Good. Unlike Mo Qingning, who didn't look back, Mo Qingying turned her head and smiled extremely amiably.

After Mo Qingying left, the smile on Shen Qingyu's face disappeared in an instant, and she snuggled lazily against the door, looking at the two shirts in her hands, her expression was obscure.

"Miss, those two pieces are new, why are you willing to give that dirt bun. Hong'er thought of those two shirts, and felt very pity.

Mo Qingying smiled and nodded Hong'er's forehead: "Miss Ben said, the color of those two clothes is not suitable for me." ”

"But......" Hong'er muttered a small mouth, looking like she wanted to say something and stopped.

"Roche is always like that. Mo Qingying smiled with a cold expression.

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