"A dead girl?"

Hearing the report, Master Zhou was startled.

Mrs. Zhou, who was coughing and dying in the back room, also quieted down, and walked out without the help of the servant.

How could a girl die?

What a bad luck!

It's not just people who carry dead people to their homes, but there are dead people in their own homes!

"What's going on?" She asked, "How did you die?" How can a good person die? ”

Slaves and maids are things, they can be bought and sold, and slaves and maids are also people, so they will naturally die and be injured, but they cannot be arbitrarily executed by the master's family.

At that time, Mao Wencai, the third minister, had such a status, because he killed a servant girl with a rod, and was sued by the imperial history and had to be released, ruining the future of the great man.

Why is there so much trouble all of a sudden? Originally, their life was very good!

It was all from the moment the woman came in......

A thought flashed through Mrs. Zhou's heart, but now is not the time to talk about this.

"Tell me, what's going on?" She hurriedly watched the servant woman shout again.

"Madam, ma'am, it was hanged but found in time, not dead, not dead." The servant woman hurriedly said.

Master Zhou and Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, it was good that they were not dead, and they were very angry.

"What the hell is going on?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

"That's it, it's the girl who broke the lady's clothes in the pulp washing room, I said I was going to sell it, but I couldn't think about it, so I took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the house to hang the beam, and the loss was that someone outside found out and saved it in time..."

Mrs. Zhou was furious when she heard this.

"Such a. Making a mistake is already a mistake. He threatened him with death! She shouted.

"Love dies to death. If you can't die, throw it at me, something! Master Zhou said, flicking his sleeves and not caring about it.

There were a lot of servants and girls gathered here in the room, talking noisily, looking at the room here and pointing.

After a while, a girl came out with a girl inside.

"It's really capable, and you dare to seek death."

"I don't want to leave. But it's useless, the lord let me throw it out..."

The servants and girls were chattering and chattering lively, and when they heard the girls behind them, they couldn't help but be startled when they turned around.

"Sixth Son!"

Everyone was busy giving manners and getting out of the way.

The men carrying the door also stopped.

Saturday Lang stepped forward.

"Are you still alive?" Saturday Lang said.

"Alive, alive." The steward said.

Standing in front of the door, looking down at the maid with messy sideburns, pale face, and blank eyes.

He suddenly couldn't remember what it was like to see this servant girl when he first saw her.

Is that the case? That's it?

Such a depressed girl is also a person in their Zhou family, no one takes a second look, and he will bring it back from Jiangzhou?

Is he blind?

"Seeking death?" He looked at the maid on the door panel and said slowly. "Rubbish!"

The voice slowly raised.

"Rubbish!"

"Rubbish!"

The maidservants came in and moved the cases in front of Cheng Jianniang. The rice bowls and plates on it have been eaten cleanly.

"Lady." The maidservant took a glass of water.

Cheng Jianniang took it, raised her sleeves sideways to cover her mouth, and rinsed her mouth.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the girl who was busy in the kitchen came in again, this time holding not food, but all kinds of snacks.

"Lady, I remember that you love to eat Taiping steamed buns, you look at my new ones." She knelt down and said with a little excitement and apprehension, "This is a white meat steamed bun, this is a vegetable steamed bun..."

The maid was on the other side, looking curiously, and looking at Cheng Jianniang from time to time.

Cheng Jianniang's eyes stayed on a plate, and before she could speak, the maid hurriedly reached out and took the snacks that Cheng Jianniang saw and broke them a little.

"Lady, you taste it." She said.

Cheng Jianniang stretched out her hand and took it.

The girl looked at her nervously.

"Still, it's too fragrant." Cheng Jianniang said.

The girl suddenly looked uneasy and lowered her head.

"Hey, hey, little lady." The old lady Zhang, who had been completely ignored on the side, said, "It's almost enough, it's too picky, look at the mind." ”

Cheng Jianniang glanced at the girl.

"You, make steamed buns, no." She said.

Mrs. Zhang shook her head, but the girl bowed her head and responded with a salute.

"Yes, the slave is blunt." She said, her voice was frightened and there was joy that could not be concealed, and she raised her head and pushed another snack over, "Lady, you taste this, this is a dumpling made of rice flour." ”

Cheng Jianniang looked at it, and the maid looked at her carefully, and did not take the initiative to reach out to take it this time.

Cheng Jianniang sat upright and looked at Mrs. Zhang.

"I'm done." She said, thanked Shi Li, and looked at the girl again, "Your food is very good, it's just a snack, it is used to satisfy hunger, it is dispensable, if you want to do it well, it must be more exquisite than eating." ”

The girl nodded happily.

"Yes, the servant knows the way." She said, leaning over to salute, "Xie Niangzi pointed." ”

The maid looked surprised, looked at the girl, and then looked at Cheng Jianniang.

"What? This craft was taught by the lady? She couldn't help but ask.

The girl nodded.

"The slave didn't know anything before." She said, tears glistening in her eyes, "It's the maid of the lady's church." ”

The maid couldn't help but look at Cheng Jianniang.

"Lady, do you still know if you can't?" She asked with a smile.

Cheng Jianniang was silent.

"Okay, you two be quiet, whether it's the old or the new, which of you can pour me a cup of tea?" Old lady Zhang pretended to be annoyed and said.

Both the maid and the maid laughed.

"I can't write poetry." Cheng Jianniang said suddenly.

The people in the room were stunned, and then they reacted, this is to answer the maid's question.

It's not the silence just now, it's to go through the things of the world in your heart and figure out what you will not do, right?

"The lady is the best." The girl nodded and replied excitedly, breaking the silence.

"I've eaten." Cheng Jianniang said, sitting up straight, "It's time for me to leave." ”

Old lady Zhang sat up straight with a smile.

"Mrs. Cheng, are you here to eat this time?" He laughed.

"Yes." Cheng Jianniang said, looking at the girl, "Rice, it's not bad." ”

Mrs. Zhang was a little proud.

"That's nature." He said.

"So, I want to borrow your girl." Cheng Jianniang said.

Mrs. Zhang was slightly stunned, and the maidservant girl was also stunned, and the lone girl was pleasantly surprised.

"Lady, lady, are you going to take me back?" She blurted out.

Cheng Jianniang didn't answer her, and continued to look at Mrs. Zhang.

"She'll be used for you." She gestured to the maidservant.

The handmaid is discolored.

She finally knew what kind of lady would ask her name! She finally knew what she was doing, and she would feel uneasy when she went out!

Wife!

"Lady, you don't want me anymore?" She shouted, reached out and grabbed Cheng Jianniang's cuffs, leaned over and cried.

Zhang Chun, who was in the study, heard the crying sound, frowned and put down the scroll in his hand.

What's going on today?

It didn't take long for him to cry twice.

"I can also cook, lady, you teach me, I will definitely learn." The maidservant pulled Cheng Jianniang's sleeve and cried.

The girl here had a complicated expression, and couldn't help but reach out and grab Cheng Jianniang's other sleeve, as if she was afraid that the lady would be softened by crying, so she regretted it again.

Old lady Zhang reached out and pressed her forehead.

"I'm the one who should be crying now." He shook his head and smiled, "Have I reached the point where I am disliked by the girl?" ”

Only then did the maid and the girl come back to their senses, and they were busy leaning over him to make amends.

"Master, grandfather, no." They choked up.

The maidservant who has always been dexterous suddenly didn't know what to say, and the girl who was not good at talking couldn't say anything.

"Alright, stop crying." Old lady Zhang smiled, "Didn't you hear clearly? It is borrowed, it is exchanged, there is a loan, there is a return, there is a change. ”

At this he waved his hand.

"Don't mention borrowing and exchanging, if you want to use it, take it all away." He said, "lest the one left behind wash his face with tears all day long, and people think that I treat the girl harshly." ”

The maidservant and the girl burst into tears and laughed.

"Master." The two of them knelt down and grabbed his sleeve one left and one right, "Master is the best." ”

Old lady Zhang shook her head with a smile.

"Return it in a month." Cheng Jianniang said, thanked her again, and got up to say goodbye.

Old lady Zhang nodded, didn't ask her what she borrowed, and got up to give it away.

"That's right." What did he think of and called Cheng Jianniang, "You just said that in this world, you only can't write poems?" ”

Cheng Jianniang stopped and turned back slightly.

"Yes." She said. (To be continued......)