(This chapter is still being revised.,Please refresh it tomorrow and read it again.,I'm sorry.) ）

Miss Huang is a young girl who waits (married) and sells, because of the open-minded and communicative atmosphere of the Republic of China, they can talk to young men freely.

The young men in their concept are those young masters of the right families. Of course, the messenger is also a human being, and he is also a man. But in the eyes of the ladies and gentlemen, the hearing is a different kind of creature.

There are too many errands in the Zhang Mansion today, and besides, it is the maids who remember them on weekdays, and they don't bother to remember these people, at the door of their aunt's bedroom.

Miss Huang stood still and said inexplicably:

"Let's go in and see my aunt."

They didn't need to explain it to anyone.

The two black-clothed messengers at Mrs. Zhang's door were still staring straight and expressionless.

Miss Huang had a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said in her heart:

"What does that mean, don't you hear?"

But they are smart and clever noble ladies, not the kind of frivolous noble ladies, and they will definitely not spill accusations and listen to errands. So I adjusted my mentality in an instant and went into the bedroom with my waist and chest high.

As everyone knows, the two messengers who stood guard were also very broken in their hearts:

"This errand is too difficult to do, do you need to talk to the cousins? Do you need it? Don't need it, right? Just security guards, serving their daily life? That's the eunuch? ”

There were already two maids in the bedroom, and they were assisting Mrs. Zhang to wash, obviously Mrs. Zhang was not such a frivolous person, and with so many guests in the house, it was not easy for her to continue to lie in bed.

The aunt was the dearest, and Miss Huang walked up and hugged Mrs. Zhang's arm:

"Why are you so guest today?"

Mrs. Zhang was being groomed by the maids, and she didn't move her neck, and spoke to the Miss Huang in the mirror:

"I'm also weird, I don't know what's going on, you help me find out."

This is the most intimate attitude, and they are completely treated as trusted juniors. Summoning them out to touch the details of the guests.

Miss Huang instantly relaxed, and before asking others, she always had to have a detailed account first, so she asked their aunt:

"Why are there so many people in the family? One by one, they also brought guns, which was quite scary. ”

Mrs. Zhang, who was dressing up, also frowned in the mirror:

"It's this one of the most annoying, their rural labor in Shandong is worthless, I've been doing it for so many years. Get used to it too! ”

Mrs. Zhang married into the countryside of Shandong, and she had also seen a great scene, with tens of thousands of tenants and small farmers, thousands of security guards, and hundreds of messenger maids.

So a lot of people is nothing, I'm used to it. Carrying a gun is nothing, for the people of the old Zhang family of Ping'an, a man with a gun is like a woman with a handkerchief on her chest, it is homely.

(This chapter is still being revised.) Please refresh it tomorrow and see it.,I'm sorry.。 ）

Miss Huang is a young girl who waits (married) and sells, because of the open-minded and communicative atmosphere of the Republic of China, they can talk to young men freely.

The young men in their concept are those young masters of the right families. Of course, the messenger is also a human being, and he is also a man. But in the eyes of the ladies and gentlemen, the hearing is a different kind of creature.

There are too many errands in the Zhang Mansion today, and besides, it is the messenger maids who remember them on weekdays, and they don't bother to remember these people. At the door of his aunt's bedroom.

Miss Huang stood still and said inexplicably:

"Let's go in and see my aunt."

They didn't need to explain it to anyone.

The two black-clothed messengers at Mrs. Zhang's door were still staring straight and expressionless.

Miss Huang had a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said in her heart:

"What does that mean. Don't you hear? ”

But they are smart and clever noble ladies, not the kind of frivolous noble ladies, and they will definitely not spill accusations and listen to errands. So I adjusted my mentality in an instant and went into the bedroom with my waist and chest high.

As everyone knows, the two messengers who stood guard were also very broken in their hearts:

"This errand is too difficult to do, do you need to talk to the cousins? Do you need it? Don't need it, right? It's just security. Serving them in their daily life? That's the eunuch? ”

There were already two maids in the bedroom, and they were assisting Mrs. Zhang to wash, obviously Mrs. Zhang was not such a frivolous person, and with so many guests in the house, it was not easy for her to continue to lie in bed.

The aunt was the dearest, and Miss Huang walked up and hugged Mrs. Zhang's arm:

"Why are you so guest today?"

Mrs. Zhang was being groomed by the maids, and she didn't move her neck, and spoke to the Miss Huang in the mirror:

"I'm also weird, I don't know what's going on, you help me find out."

This is the most intimate attitude, completely treat them as trusted juniors, and call them out to touch the details of the guests.

Miss Huang instantly relaxed, and before asking others, she always had to have a detailed account first, so she asked their aunt:

"Why are there so many people in the family, one by one, and they also bring guns, it's quite scary."

Mrs. Zhang, who was dressing up, also frowned in the mirror:

"It's the most annoying thing, their labor in the countryside of Shandong is worthless, I've been used to it for so many years!"

Mrs. Zhang married into the countryside of Shandong, and she had also seen a great scene, with tens of thousands of tenants and small farmers, thousands of security guards, and hundreds of messenger maids.

So a lot of people is nothing, I'm used to it. Carrying a gun is nothing, for the people of the old Zhang family of Ping'an, a man with a gun is like a woman with a handkerchief on her chest, it is homely.

(This chapter is still being revised.,Please refresh it tomorrow and read it again.,I'm sorry.) ）

Miss Huang is a young girl who waits (married) and sells, because of the open-minded and communicative atmosphere of the Republic of China, they can talk to young men freely.

The young men in their concept are those young masters of the right families. Of course, the messenger is also a human being, and he is also a man. But in the eyes of the ladies and gentlemen, the hearing is a different kind of creature.

There are too many errands in the Zhang Mansion today, and besides, it is the maids who remember them on weekdays, and they don't bother to remember these people, at the door of their aunt's bedroom.

Miss Huang stood still and said inexplicably:

"Let's go in and see my aunt."

They didn't need to explain it to anyone.

The two black-clothed messengers at Mrs. Zhang's door were still staring straight and expressionless.

Miss Huang had a hint of embarrassment on her face, and said in her heart:

"What does that mean, don't you hear?"

But they are smart and clever noble ladies, not the kind of frivolous noble ladies, and they will definitely not spill accusations and listen to errands. So I adjusted my mentality in an instant and went into the bedroom with my waist and chest high.

As everyone knows, the two messengers who stood guard were also very broken in their hearts: to be continued.