Saying that, he walked ahead and led the way.

When you come to a walnut door, you can smell the scent of the pages before you even walk in, and the door of the study is closed all year round, whether there is anyone in it or not.

As soon as Wen Ting opened the door, the eldest lady walked in anxiously and looked around.

But Maofeng and Andy always stood at the door, looking at Wen Ting tentatively, and the camera lens was not aimed at the study.

Because they all know that not all guests can enter the study, which is the most precious item of the owner, and the safe is generally placed in the study, which is a rule that has existed in ancient times.

After all, they are staff, how can they come to the study to shoot without the owner's consent.

This truth that even these young people know, the eldest mother is already this age, but she doesn't care at all.

It seems that she is acting recklessly.

Wen Ting smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, come in." ”

As he spoke, he turned his body sideways, and the camera entered the study first, taking a panoramic view of the study.

The huge mahogany bookshelf stands up to the sky, and there is a small ladder next to it, which is set up to take the last book, the large mahogany table, incense is being placed, exuding a faint smell of wormwood, and a Chinese-style arhat bed is placed in the corner next to the study, and a row of bookcases are placed on the bed.

Looking at these books again, Wen Ting and Si Nanyu have no habit of collecting precious books, so they bought them only when they were interested, but there are already many books worth collecting on the front of the bookcase, and now they are even more expensive in the market.

At this time, the eldest lady stood in the center of the study, raised her head and looked around, the reason for living in the countryside all the year round, her face was always red, and her eyes were full of confusion and boredom.

What the hell is the point of putting so many books here, wasting such a large room.

Isn't it good to raise a pig? How expensive is pork!

Immediately afterwards, I saw Wen Ting turn sideways, allowing the photographer to pass through the scene first, and I couldn't help but feel proud.

Hmph, living in a big city is really aggrieved everywhere, and you can be bullied by your colleagues at home.

But how could she understand that the so-called theory of prejudice and the humanistic crepe in the city were all because they couldn't understand what maintaining etiquette and rules could bring to themselves.

Dignity and respect are not something that can be obtained with money.

"Where's the thing? I'll go back to the living room after reading it, it's too depressing here. The eldest lady covered her nose in disgust and looked at the burning incense with disdain: "What, does the little girl still smoke?"

"This is not Aunt Yan. Wen Ting smiled helplessly, sat on the boss's chair, and began to rummage through the information of the eldest mother's family.

She was concentrating on finding something, but the eldest lady didn't plan to give her a chance to breathe, and began to find fault again.

"Why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young, you have a place to sit, where do we sit?" The eldest lady's expression is like a play on the stage, rich and vivid.

The study is just a place for Si Nanyu and Wen Ting to work and study, usually no one comes at all, even Shen ** comes here to clean, he will specially ask Si Nanyu and Wen Ting first, not to mention that the guests are qualified to come to the study.

So there is really no place for three people to sit in the study, except for the boss chair is the Luohan bed, but the Luohan bed is hardwood, which is uncomfortable to sit on, let alone children.

"Don't you want to go back to the living room, there's no place to sit here, I'll go back when I find the information." Wen Ting raised an eyebrow and said.

But before the words were finished, the child was pulled by the eldest mother, and immediately after comprehending it, he walked on his short legs and climbed to the Luohan bed with great difficulty to sit down, and the expression on his face was still a little unhappy.

This bed is so hard.

The arhat bed itself is not used for sleeping, it was invented in the earliest times, it appeared for monks to meditate, and in ancient times it was used by literati to take a nap, and in modern times it is just something that will be used when meditating.

However, even in ancient times, they could only sit on the edge of the bed, and in the open modern era, they took off their shoes and sat cross-legged, and the child couldn't help but step on it directly, and the eldest lady did the same, and even shifted her eyes to the small table on the Luohan bed, playing with the precious tea set on it.

Wen Ting immediately became nervous, the tea set was brought from Italy by Si Nanyu's mother, Mrs. Si, not only precious, but also the intention of the elders, if it was broken, even if Mrs. Si didn't care, she would not be happy.

The movements in his hands sped up, he found the information, and hurriedly stood up and came to the eldest mother: "Let's go down and talk." ”

"No need, just here, this kang is really comfortable, but it doesn't burn the stove. The eldest lady seemed to be proud of her words, and her face seemed to say, look, I know the kang, and you people in the city still use the kang I have at home.

Maofeng and Andy couldn't help but be embarrassed, calling a Luohan bed of more than 100,000 yuan a kang for less than a few hundred yuan, which was really the first one.

Seeing that they didn't plan to leave, Wen Ting had no choice but to squat down and patiently said to the five-year-old boy, "Would you like to give this back to my sister?"

The little boy was stunned for a moment, his violent eyes were full of reluctance, and he looked at the eldest mother cautiously, as if he was trying to win his mother's opinion.

The eldest lady naturally didn't want this thing to be returned to Wen Ting, she didn't know much, but she also knew that none of the things in this villa were bad, and it would be great if she could take one away.

So he looked at the little boy with a stopping look.

The little boy immediately shook his head and said stubbornly, "Don't give it!"

That tone, there is a head that can be broken and bleeding, and things don't give you the momentum.

Wen Ting couldn't help frowning, and said patiently: "Good friend, you really can't move this thing, is it okay for my sister to have toys at home, okay for you and the teacup?"

"It's just a teacup, what's so strange, give it back to my sister!" The eldest lady seemed to be a little angry, and her tone was even more fast, and she picked up the little boy recklessly, and her movements were very large, as if she was deliberate.

The little boy didn't react, and he didn't hold the teacup properly, and the teacup was immediately thrown into the air because of the eldest mother's actions.

Wen Ting said badly in his heart, and hurriedly threw himself towards the teacup, trying his best to save it.

"Got it. Mao Feng walked faster, took out a small and delicate teacup, and handed it to Wen Ting steadily: "Miss Wen, take it, don't give it to reckless people." ”

After saying this, he deliberately looked at the eldest lady, with undisguised disgust in his eyes.

He can see it clearly, the fans outside, and the lady in front of him, there is no good thing, all of them are coming for Wen Ting.

With a natural sense of responsibility, he must not just see this matter and sit idly by.