The afternoon sun shines lazily through the window lattice, shining into the room, gilding the whole room with a layer of gold, which also brings a unique taste of the season.

Lan Xin leaned on the soft couch, looking at the blooming red plums in the vase in the corner of the wall in a daze. On the table next to him, in the teapot after the rain and sunny weather, the flower tea made by Zhen's mother was brewing, and the hot tea in the teacup was steaming.

Ziyi sat at the table and looked at the account book in his hand seriously. The sound of "crackling" fiddling with the abacus added a strong color to this comfortable and beautiful afternoon.

"Girl!" shouted twice, Lan Xin didn't come back to his senses, and Ziyi couldn't help but raise his voice. "Oh, oh!" Lan Xin came back to his senses and looked at the account book in Ziyi's hand, and said with a smile, "It's over so soon?" took the account book handed over by Ziyi, flipped through the two pages casually, put it on the table next to him, and raised his hand to beckon, "Come and sit, drink a cup of tea, and warm up." ”

"The girl burned the earth dragon here, but the slave didn't feel the cold. Ziyi said with a smile, but still sat on the pedal obediently. Looking at the account book on the table, he said, "There are many things this month, so there are more accounts in the account book." The speed of the slave is not too fast, but the girl is thinking about things and does not pay attention to the time. ”

Lan Xin raised her hand and poured her a cup of tea, and said with a smile: "This is the plum blossom tea made by Zhen's mother, and it still has the aroma of plum blossoms. After putting down the teapot, he pushed the snacks on the table in front of Ziyi, and continued, "When I was in Xuzhou before, I didn't feel it. Now it's my turn to stand on my own, and I really understand the sentence 'I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are if I don't know how expensive firewood and rice are'. Everything has to be thought of, and the slightest negligence will make a mistake. He smiled helplessly, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Ziyi, who was drinking tea.

Ziyi knew that her girl had always been very generous in these meals. She happily ate a piece of pea yellow and took a few sips of tea. said with a smile: "What the girl said is that the tea made by Mother Jane's cellar is really delicious. The slave maid once learned from Zhen's mother's cellar tea, and the steps and raw materials were the same, but she couldn't make the same taste as Zhen's mother. ”

"Therefore, individuals have their own fate. If everyone's tea is the same taste, there will be no difference between good and bad. Lan Xin said with a smile, "I've been busy these days, and I haven't asked in detail." Mother Yang is in better health now? I heard that this wind chill is quite dangerous. ”

"Well, it's much better. I can also take care of the business in the shop once in a while. It's just a bad cough. However, with the girl's loquat ointment, she will not suffer as much as before. Ziyi said with a smile.

Lan Xin pursed her lips and looked at Ziyi intentionally or unintentionally, only to see a smile on the corner of her mouth, looking at herself calmly, without the slightest dodge. Lan Xin couldn't help muttering in his heart: Could it be that the secret guard was wrong, Ziyi didn't send loquat ointment to Zhou Wentao?

Lan Xin looked at the purple clothes with one hand on his cheek, and asked with a smile: "After such a long time, how do you feel when you return to Xuzhou again?

Uhh The Xiaochun brothers and sisters have always been obedient to themselves, and it is absolutely impossible for him to say it.

And the fact that she took Xiaochun out of the house, but even Mother Yang and Chunya didn't know about it, how could it reach the girl's ears? Looking at the curious look on her girl's face, she secretly blamed herself for thinking too much, and the girl just asked casually, why couldn't she hold her breath? She said with a smile: "The slave maid knows that the girl doesn't want too many people to know about the Splendid Workshop, so the slave maid has been staying in the yard and has never gone out. ”

Lan Xin had a warm smile on his face, but his heart sank, didn't he plan to tell the truth?" "Oh, yes? Anyway, we have lived in Xuzhou City for so many years, and there are no things or people there that you can't let go?" Lan Xin's speech was very slow, and he also told Ziyi, after thinking about it, he said, "Our master and servant have experienced so many ups and downs together for so many years, and we can be regarded as sharing weal and tribulation."

Whether it's you, Qinghe, or Dongxiu, I see you as my relatives. So, there is nothing between us that cannot be said. If Xuzhou ······"

"No!" Ziyi subconsciously interrupted Lan Xin's words, seeing her girl's surprised eyes. Surprised that he was abrupt, he smiled abruptly, pulled Lan Xin's sleeve, and said beggingly, "Girl, didn't the slave and maid regard the girl as the closest person?

Slave maid, slave maid beg you, don't send slaves and maids to Xuzhou. The slave and maid will stay with you and will not go anywhere. After speaking, he stared at Lan Xin cautiously, like a puppy that was afraid of being discarded by his master.

Lan Xin looked at her pitiful appearance, and laughed, "Look at your current appearance, I don't know if I think your girl and I are an evil master, and I want to do something to you." He took a sip of tea and said angrily, "Okay, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful to me." There's still a lot of work to do! Mother Liu said that you are careful and wants you to be in charge of the arrangement of the warm room. I think her proposal is very good, you go and call Hongxuan in and hand over your business to her. Then, you can report to Mother Liu's place. ”

"Okay, the slave and maid listen to the girl's arrangement. Ziyi didn't hesitate at all, and readily agreed.

Lan Xin looked at the bright smile on Ziyi's face, only to feel extremely dazzling, and said with a light smile: "Don't be happy too early, this is a chore." She waved her hand to interrupt Ziyi's words to express her determination, and continued, "Okay, don't say those vain words." It's not like your character, so get ahead and do something!"

When Ziyi heard the words of her girl, her heart tightened, and then her heart was relieved. The hand under the sleeve clenched his fist hard, trying to make the expression on his face look very natural, and curtsied with a smile: "Yes, girl, the slave will go and find the red silk." ”

Looking at the back of the purple clothes walking away, Lan Xin's face gradually sank.