With such a high-end game in the parallel world, the maids naturally didn't dare to judge, so in the end, Apricot went upstairs and invited Miss Huang Liu to come down.

Mrs. Zhang took her daughter, niece and guest Wan Xian'er to dinner, and the next plan was to go to Charlie's Hotel to dance for fun, but because the two Miss Huang were not very comfortable. So Mrs. Zhang personally sent the two Miss Huang home, and also sent the soothing soup made by Chinese medicine in the afternoon.

Miss Huang said:

"On such a hot day, the Chinese medicine soup also deteriorates quickly, so I put it at my aunt's place, and we come over to drink it every day."

The refrigerator is such a fresh machine, and it has only been sold globally this year, and it is only available in the Zhang Mansion. The conditions of Uncle Huang's house, it is a luxury to buy some ice cubes occasionally.

Mrs. Zhang waved her hand:

"It's better to keep it at your house, drink it three times a day, and don't stagger the time."

Miss Huang had no choice but to obey the arrangement, of course they wanted to live in their aunt's house, but although they studied for three days of fishing and two days of drying nets, they always had to go. There is also a habit of Mrs. Zhang, who always spends more than ten hours a day in bed, and she needs to sleep quietly.

The fifth room of the Huang family is next to the fourth room, and the sixth lady of the fifth room of the Huang family also hitchhiked back, and at the beginning at the door of the fourth room, the maid of the Huang family took the ladies in. When I arrived in the fifth room, there was a maid who also probed her brain, but she didn't come forward to speak.

Miss Huang Wu got out of the car by herself, pushed open the half-hidden door of the mansion, and walked in.

Mrs. Zhang's Ford honked and turned back.

Aunt Huang Wu was waiting for her daughter in the living room to see her come back, her nose was not a nose, and her face was not a face. first pointed a finger at her head, and directly turned the tall Miss Huang Liu.

Miss Huang Liu brought some crying:

"Why are you hitting me?"

Aunt Huang Wu snorted angrily and pointed her finger again, but this time she was dodged. So he flicked his handkerchief and chased her.

"Allah asked Nong, after staying at his aunt's house for a day, why did he take back the bottles and jars in the fourth room, and Nong was empty-handed?"

Miss Huang Liu reacted very rarely, her mother, and protected her head with her hand:

"What they got back was a medicine jar, soothing soup!"

Aunt Huang stomped her feet angrily:

"Why don't you get some back?"

Miss Huang Liu's face was horrified:

"The medicinal soup is very bitter!"

Aunt Huang Wu hates iron and steel.

"Aunt Nong's family hugged the thighs of the gods, and the medicines are all good medicines. If Nong thinks that the medicinal soup is bitter, the people of Alagari can also drink it, and Nong Adi has been coughing for the past two days! ”

Miss Huang Liu failed to explore the treasure for the first time, and early in the morning of the second day, she was sent to the Zhang Mansion by Huang Wu's aunt.

Mrs. Zhang didn't get up, and the maids had to send Miss Liubiao of the Huang family to Qianjinju. Qianjinju is a three-storey European-style building, the front and back flower beds are planted with flowers, there is a kind of peony that blooms the best, the petals are red and bright, the stamens are fresh and yellow, each one is open to the mouth of the bowl, and the layers are arranged on both sides of the main hall door.

The maids opened the curtain, and Miss Huang Liu herself reached out and touched it, the curtain was cold to the touch, and it was made of white jade. Entering the gate, there is first a screen, on which lotus flowers and shrimp are painted. The lotus flowers are fat pink, just like a summer breeze blowing, the petals are swaying, and the water ripples. The shrimp tail under the water pattern seems to be swimming, jumping smartly.

After turning the screen, the floor under your feet is a marble slab, and the texture of marble is like a huge natural ink painting laid underfoot. At the end of the ink painting, there are four half-human-high beauty bottles, the texture of the bottle body is sonorous like jade, which is the color of the rain passing through the azure. In the center, the cloud-like sofa is lined up with three groups of nine large pieces, and the coffee table around the sofa is also a marble tabletop, but a layer of white plush carpet is laid underfoot.

On the low cabinet on the left side is a golden cloud-headed telephone, through the irregular screen behind the telephone, you can see that there are three Eight Immortal Tables, twenty-four rosewood chairs, and ancient calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

On the right side stands directly on the floor of the large grandfather clock, behind the clock is a transparent Duobao Pavilion, behind the Duobao Pavilion is a piano, the large triangle piano lid is erected, surrounded by more than a dozen square stools, a huge golden horn on the display cabinet against the wall, a square black cabinet like a wire screen record player. On the wall hung an oil painting of a fat woman with little blond hair in the sky with wings.

The wide glass was covered with a wide curtain, and the curtain was also divided into three layers, one of black silk, one of white silk, and one of fine gauze that was fluttering like a dream.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old plump girl beckoned to her, wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam with white embroidered roses, the cheongsam was tightly stretched on her body, whether it was her breasts or waist, she couldn't pinch out a little pleats by pulling the fabric. This is my cousin's gluttonous female classmate Wan Xian'er.

Of course, Miss Huang Liu wanted to be more plump and plump, she was wearing a half-worn red cloth cheongsam, and the flesh on her body also propped up the cheongsam to a bulging state.

The two young ladies who came to visit each other bowed to each other, held hands and talked, and looked quite satisfied with each other.

Wan Xian'er said:

"Your cousin is out, it's just the two of us, so we won't go upstairs, it's better to stay here. Let's play a game of world balance, shall we? You can pick one of the middle and left and right areas in the living room. ”

The living room on the first floor of Qianjinju is wide and spacious, there are always more than 300 square meters, and it is divided into three styles of areas by the screen semi-partition, which are connected to each other and become a small world of its own.

Miss Huang Liu grinned, showing her thick white teeth, she clapped her hands and said:

"Okay, I'll choose the sofa in the middle of here, and it's soft to sit on."

The sofas here are soft and elastic, and there are many of them, so it is no problem to sleep ten or eight people. Wan Xian'er got up and walked to the area on the right, where the record player was equipped with hundreds of magnetic discs. There is also a chatterbox radio, now open, with more than a dozen stations to choose from. Theatre masters of all kinds are proud to be able to occupy a period of time in this kind of aerial theater.

The two ladies each occupied a territory, and the maids came up in a row, carrying small talking books, newspapers and magazines, black tea and coffee, snacks, and fresh fruits on trays.

The game of the parallel world begins.

At noon, Mrs. Zhang and Uncle Zhang had dinner together. Mrs. Zhang cut the green kale with a knife and fork, the plate jingled, and the uncle of the Zhang family grabbed a flowering steamed bun with his hand, and it was half a pull in one bite.

Mrs. Zhang said:

"Xi'er's female classmates, as well as her sixth cousin, are all playing in her yard!"

Uncle Zhang was a little happy:

"That's good, Xi'er is always alone, and she doesn't socialize with people."

Lao Zhang's family welcomed these two guests, because in the eyes of a certain class, maids and messengers and the like don't count, and only those who have equal status are considered to be dating.

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