The maid took the opportunity to approach Zhang Mei and whispered to her, "You didn't bring a face towel, and I brought two men to trespass in without permission, so that they could see your face, isn't it inappropriate?" The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "She blames herself.

"It's okay, I can't live with a face towel for the rest of my life, expose it, and we'll figure out how to do it when there's something. Zhang Mei fantasized and hoped that with Xiao Baojuan to protect her, she would be able to sit back and relax.

A hot, fragrant meal had just been placed on a few plates, "and there was something delicious." Pan Yuer's eyes lit up, so she ran to the dining table and sat down, and asked the two guys who were setting the plates impatiently, "Where are the chopsticks?"

Xiao Baojuan had a smile on his face, "My wife is spoiled by me, and I hope that Miss won't laugh, just get used to it." "If Zhang Mei is unhappy and dissatisfied, and can't get used to it, he will pick up Pan Yuer and leave.

"Madame has a straightforward personality, and is not bound by worldly etiquette, and I like and envy it so much, but I hate that I can't be as unrestrained and free as Madame. Zhang Mei complimented that she was ashamed of being neglected and discriminated against in her life, and she didn't dare to be jealous of Pan Yuer, who was cared for by her life-saving benefactor Xiao Baojuan.

At the dinner table, Xiao Baojuan sat next to Pan Yuer, picking up vegetables for her, and asked her which dish she wanted to eat before picking up the dishes, or which dish she looked at with her eyes and then clamped it, and even fed her food, wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth, and reproached dotingly, "Look at you, you eat all over your face." There is no one to rob you, eat slowly. ”

"Madame, please. Zhang Mei picked up the vegetables for Pan Yu'er, and then sandwiched them into the bowl in front of Xiao Baojuan.

Xiao Baojuan didn't say anything, just asked Pan Yu'er, "Do you like to eat this?" He was referring to the dish that Zhang Mei served for her.

"It's good to put it in a bowl, it doesn't matter, I'll eat it when I want to. "Pan Yuer doesn't care about Zhang Mei, she is an outsider, they are now in someone's house, and she still needs her embroidery.

Xiao Baojuan didn't move a mouthful of food all the time.

Of course, Zhang Mei cares, even if it is just to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, she has to ask, "Benefactor, is it that these meals are not to your taste, and you are not used to eating them? Why don't we change the food of someone else's house and try it?" Do you have a restaurant that you particularly like to eat?"

"You're welcome, see my wife eating happily, you know that it tastes good, I don't eat, I don't have to take care of my needs. Xiao Baojuan was originally "not eating".

"Ah?" It is impossible for Zhang Mei and the maid not to think nonsense: What does this mean by "not eating"? How can people not eat? Could it be that "the benefactor is so good at kung fu, isn't it an ordinary person who is cultivating immortals, so he doesn't eat?" They can only give such a reason.

"Yes, I'm cultivating immortals. "Since Zhang Mei thinks so, why bother to find other excuses to explain too much. A lot of contact will always arouse suspicion, which is inevitable.

Pan Yuer was full and stopped her chopsticks.

"We went to the inn to get our luggage. Your master and servant pack up your things and put them in your employing room, and arrange the room well, and we will try to use new things as much as possible, and go out to buy the best if we lack anything. Xiao Baojuan dropped a piece of gold on the dining table.

Xiao Baojuan took Pan Yu'er by the hand, "Follow me." The two of them said no more hello and left.

The maid had something to say to Zhang Mei, and she couldn't help but still speak, "Miss, I shouldn't say that our life-saving benefactor is not, but, you see that his frame really seems to be so big, I don't care if I treat the two of us as people waiting for them, I feel wronged for Miss." ”

Zhang Mei didn't care about it at all, "It's understandable that people who cultivate immortals are arrogant and arrogant, and if they have great ability, they should think very highly of themselves, he is my life-saving benefactor, and if you want us to be the people he calls, I am also willing." Seeing that the background of the family is also extremely noble, and the money used is all gold, it must make others accustomed to it. In Zhang's Mansion, whoever treats me as a real eldest sister is underestimated, but they don't call me, but they all hide from me. They are the people I feel closest to besides my mother and you. ”

Zhang Mei has no opinion, she is willing, and the maid has nothing else to say.

"Let's go, let's move all my personal belongings to your room at once, and get a bed in two days, or the two of us will sleep in one bed too crowded, let's squeeze it for the time being, quickly take out our best things, furnish my original room, and buy more of the best, whatever the benefactor needs, meet them." "As long as Xiao Baojuan can be satisfied.

"Are you going to let them stay for a long time?"

"If we can live for a long time, we can do this embroidery business in a down-to-earth way, no one has to be afraid, but I am afraid that we will not be able to do it, and the benefactors will not stay for a long time." Zhang Mei's voice became smaller, her eyebrows lowered, and her face was ruddy.

Zhang Mei just wants to do business smoothly, and she has no other thoughts about others? So what is she embarrassed about? Even though Ying Nan's saving of the United States is a beautiful talk, but Ying Nan is a family person, and he still obeys his ugly lady's words, and spoils him so much that he can't help it.

The maid thought in her heart, but she didn't want to ask, she couldn't be sure of Zhang Mei's thoughts, she and Xiao Baojuan had just met, and they hadn't had an in-depth understanding, she was a little girl, don't be a little hazy and hazy, she pierced this layer of window paper, if she threw herself into it, it would be a fire pit jump, and it would not end well. Let's take a look and talk later.

Xiao Baojuan and Pan Yuer lived in the Changmo Embroidery Workshop, and he thought it was safer than the guest house.

The maid still spends her days downstairs doing the embroidery business, watching the door, cleaning up, and receiving customers who enter the store.

Zhang Mei embroidered for the original customers who were scheduled according to the order during the day, and worked overtime to embroider for Pan Yuer after dinner, often going to bed until the night was quieter, and getting up early the next day to fly the needle and continue embroidery.

Zhangfu is full of lights, and the front and back yards of the people are busy, dressing up the whole house with joy, and people's faces are full of joy, and even the pace of work is much brisker than usual.

The only sad person, the saddest person, is only Xiao Hanlu, she is extremely depressed, she can't eat well these days, can't sleep, and often loses her temper at her two twin sons, and people can't hide from it.

Xiao Hanlu was beating the child again, and the youngest son accidentally fell while walking, rolled a few times, and got covered in dirt, "How old are you now, not only can I not borrow your light at all, but I only know to let me, a mother, worry about you." ”

The twins weren't that old, just a year or two older than the previous year or two. (To be continued.) )