Jia Lu woke up slowly, the tip of his nose did not smell the sullen breath of the night, but a faint and clear fragrance, this is an extremely precious incense, called cold ointment incense, a nail cover is worth a thousand gold, Jia Jing and his wife are not much, they are all sent to their side. Rubbing the brocade quilt, Jia Lu said that it was so comfortable that she didn't think about it at all, but when she touched her stomach, she moved slightly, and there was a faint gurgling sound, and she was hungry. Tossing and turning in bed, don't you get up?

Outside, Jiao Qian heard the movement, lifted the hanging curtain, and asked softly, "The girl is going to get up?"

Jia Lu sighed secretly, "Get up!"

When Jiao Qian heard the sound, she helped Jia Lu up, handed her a glass of water to moisten her throat, squatted down to put on embroidered shoes for the girl, and helped Jia Lu to stand up.

Jia Lu stood up along the force, naturally opened his arms, and there was a sound of footsteps in his ears, Jia Lu didn't open his eyes, knowing that this was a maid wearing various clothes and skirts, warm water, clean cloth, spittoons and the like, thinking of this, Jia Lu sighed silently, **Ah! As a new socialist newcomer who was born and grew up under the red flag, I was defeated by the sugar-coated shells of feudalism in just a few days, I am guilty!

Gentle and not sticky, Jia Lu put on clothes, rinsed her mouth, cleaned her face, tied a child's double bun, and went to the outside, a small table had already been prepared outside, on which various delicate carved wooden bowls of all sizes were upside down, and when Jia Lu sat down, several little girls had to take off the inverted wooden bowls lightly, and a burst of fragrant fragrance came to the nose.

Nearby, a bowl of red dates and corn paste, a bowl of pumpkin and wolfberry japonica rice porridge, a bowl of fresh meat next to it, sprinkled with a little green onion, a basket of crystal clear pocket xiaolongbao, as well as a hundred fruit cakes, water chestnut cakes, pine quail eggs, bright fresh fruit cream, cut into a square inch size, fried golden yellow fritters, yellow inside and white poached eggs outside, and a bowl of hot haggis soup in the distance, surrounded by various pickles, pickles, and a large cup of milky white soy milk at hand.

Jia Lu sighed for not being able to see it, thinking what she would eat when she was six years old? At that time, she started to go to kindergarten, and her parents could get up and bubble up with the cold rice and hot water from the night before, and add some pickles and radishes to dry up or something. I became more and more determined, no matter how I crossed over, since I came, I became this aristocratic daughter, so I enjoyed life and lived up to this life again.

With a good meal, the maidservant led a few stout mothers-in-law to carry the small table down.

Jia Lu asked Cui Ge, "Sister Cui Ge, when is it now?"

Cui Ge took out a small and delicate pocket watch from her bosom and glanced at it, "Eight forty-five, it's almost nine o'clock, but the girl is going to say hello to his wife?"

Cui Ge is no longer a good thing, not to mention that Jiao Qian was promoted to a big girl, ink dyeing, although her deed of sale is not in Ningfu, and her confidence in Ningfu is not as good as Jiao Qian's, but because she is the person sent by the elder Jia's mother, Jia Lu's position as a big girl still has one of hers, the following four second-class maids, and nearly ten third-class maids are also** Okay, it's sent over, so many people don't need Cui Ge to do anything, plus there is news from the Han family that it is going to give her the family she wants to see, these days, she is just standing aside to supervise other people's work, but Jia Lu is relying on her everywhere when she learns that she is leaving.

Jia Lu thought about it, and was about to say that when she was about to go, she saw Cuige wrapping the pocket watch chain, carefully hiding the pocket watch in her arms, and said happily, "Sister Cuige, as for it, be so careful!"

Cui Ge secretly rolled her eyes, this imported product, whether it is the workmanship materials, is the best work, she can't afford to pay back ten of them, and her sister is from a rich and noble town, so she doesn't care when she gets used to it.

"Sister doesn't care about the value, the slave is used to being poor, and she cares a lot, she doesn't care if she doesn't take it at will, and she can't be nervous about it?"

Jia Lu touched her nose, who wants to put it in her arms all day long!

"The girl is really, she has to ask someone to tell the time according to this Western watch, these days, Jiao Qian and Mo Dye, the two girls have been looking at the time of the chiming clock outside. ”

No wonder I often see them around the bell, and I think I haven't seen it before, and I'm curious.

As for what Cui Ge complained, Jia Lu tilted his head.

To talk about this, or Jia Lu was annoyed by the ancient hours, Zi Chou Yin Mao or something, two hours per hour, now it is ninety-six quarters, fifteen minutes per quarter, that is, an hour has eight quarters of an hour, and it is not the same at night. Theoretically, Jia Lu is smooth on her back, how is it the common sense of Chinese and literature in the college entrance examination, but to combine it with modern time, Jia Lu is blind, and she has to think about it in her mind for a long time to react, for this she specially went to find Jia Jing's father to come to such a self-striking bell, and the children's shoes who have seen the self-striking bell know that the self-striking bell is the hourly time, what time is the hour, and it will be called twelve at twelve o'clock, it is too noisy, and Jia Lu got it outside, and found a pocket watch, and took it for a few days and panicked.

Dead friends don't die poor, sister is a young lady, sister is capricious, Jia Lu asked the maids around her to remember the Western time, although the modern time is a little sorry for them.

Jia Lu ignored the feeling of shame in her heart, got up and said, "Let's go, let's go to my mother!"

Cuige heard this, followed, Jiao Qian gave a few orders and followed, the ink was left behind, the eyes were soft, and the tone was not condescending to the inferior slaves of the high-ranking slaves, and the rough maids who came in to sweep the floor and wipe the table were obviously much more fond of this quiet ink-dyed girl than Jiao Qian, who was lively and arrogant and did not look like a slave.

Ningfu is not the place where she comes out, at least before Cui Ge leaves, she can only stay at home in peace.

She is not smart, she is straightforward, and she doesn't please her master very much, even so, she can firmly occupy the position of the second-class maid of the gem generation next to Jia's mother, and she also has her uniqueness, just like now, compared to Jiao Qian, the granddaughter of the big housekeeper, Sister Cuige values it more, and the master is more pleasing to the girl, and those rough maids and women who don't touch the master, are more towards themselves in their hearts, aren't they? As for those maids who surround Jiao Qian's "sister is long and sister is short" all day long, only they know what they think in their hearts.

Jia Lu didn't know that this big girl, who was too quiet on weekdays and completely submerged in Jiao Qian's light, had such careful thoughts. What she is thinking about now is how to earn her mother's consent and go to Rongfu, I heard that Daiyu is sick again.