"I'm away from home all year round and don't need someone to take care of me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Fu Mingxin also felt Xia Yejin's abnormality today, thinking that it was estimated that Feng Zhi's marriage to her brought about emotional fluctuations, and he couldn't help except comfort a few words.

"But in this way, she and the second young master ...... ...... with the second young master"

Xia Yejin was depressed and speechless.

This matter has nothing to do with Fu Mingxin, if she can, she really wants to go back and beat her original self-righteous self to death, if it weren't for her trapped in the habitual thinking of damning, things might not be so bad.

The street outside the mansion began to sound firecrackers one after another, the horns of the cars were still the same, the last two days of the old calendar, the time for the reunion dinner had not yet arrived, but the atmosphere of reunion was already very strong.

The countrymen pay attention to reunion and beauty, so they ask Fengzhi to marry on the twenty-ninth day of the New Year, so that she can eat her husband's New Year's dinner, reunion, and harmony.

"The second brother is very good."

The people around him suddenly spoke.

Xia Yejin looked up inexplicably, but saw several unknown birds fluttering their wings and flying away from the branches of the old locust tree.

I don't know if it's my own delusion, I haven't seen him for a few days, Fu Mingxin's whole person seems to have become whiter and thinner, and when he doesn't smile, he gives people a sense of cold alienation, Xia Yejin is really unimaginable, can such a person really be able to shuttle freely among those warlord officials with oily faces and big bellies?

Suddenly, the person next to him smiled in a certain direction, and following the direction of his gaze, Xia Yejin saw that the figure of the lake blue was walking towards this side.

"The eldest young master......"

Bai Qingying called out. Obviously, Xia Yejin was also present, but it seemed that there was only Fu Mingxin between heaven and earth.

Some people seem to be born to be masters in this area, no matter where they are, how many people are around, as long as she looks at you, you will feel that you are the whole world of the other party, infinitely needed, infinitely cared for and loved.

Bai Qing is such a person.

Fu Mingyu is destined to like her, but what about Fu Mingxin?

Xia Yejin was a little curious, he really didn't feel anything when he got along with such a pair of charming and exquisite eyes day and night?

Looking at Bai Qing and Fu Mingxin's appearance, she suddenly missed Fengzhi like never before, these people were too sunny and snowy, and they didn't match her at all.

The thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve is a feast for the master, but for a small maid like Xia Yejin, it is simply a nightmare, no, it is more terrifying than a nightmare, and the nightmare has a day to wake up, but the chores in front of it are like endless black holes, a black one, and there is no end in sight.

The front hall is hung with colorful lights, the dinner has begun, the masters are seated in turn, moving chopsticks to move chopsticks, eating wine and drinking, the atmosphere is not lively. At the dinner party, you need someone to help pour wine and cloth vegetables, but this is all the business of first-class ladies and maids, like Xia Yejin, you can only do some thankless errands and deliver food. After running back and forth several times in a row, she decided to take advantage of the chaos to find a place to catch her breath, and Tainyima was tired.

The lights of various colors made the Fu Mansion extremely bright, and even the joints between the bluestone blocks in the garden could be seen very clearly, and by the way, Xia Yejin's lonely shadow was also stretched very long.

Her mind was so messy that she didn't even know where she was going next.

After going around and around, I went around to the edge of the rockery again, and was trying to find a secluded place to hide, but before I could stand on my feet, I heard a cry from behind the rockery.

The voice was low, and its owner seemed to be trying to suppress his emotions, but in the empty and secluded garden, it was still very clear.

Xia Yejin was a little at a loss, although she felt that she was the one who should cry the most in the world. Just as he was hesitating to turn around and leave, the crying stopped, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

Life is something that sometimes catches people off guard. It's as if you were just trying to be lazy, but you bumped into someone's little secret on the way, and now you're someone's personal servant.

Regarding the matter of replacing Feng Zhi to become Qiu Yan's personal maid, Xia Yejin did not seem too happy. But if you compare it with her current helpless task, it is a good thing, at least she doesn't have to look at Sister-in-law Liu's face when she is extremely depressed, and she scolds her for running errands and doing chores.

The matter of the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Qiu Yan did not mention it later, Xia Yejin naturally did not ask, but in the next few days, he found that the other party's face had not been very good.

Compared with the gloomy Qiu Yan, Fu Mingyu was refreshed all the way after the New Year, and the number of times he came to chat with Qiu Yan also increased, Fu Mingxin occasionally got together, but most of the time, Fu Mingyu was alone. Now, for example, he was talking about his new ideas in the antechamber.

"I started a magazine with a few classmates, would you like to join it?"

Fu Mingyu looked at Qiu Yan with a full face of anticipation.

"I didn't write well in the article, and the book has just just started to read, so forget it", Qiu Yan lazily refused. I don't know if it's my own delusion, Xia Yejin found that since the night of the Chinese New Year's Eve, on Qiu Yan's still young face, there is no longer the vitality of the first sight.

"I met Liu Dan today, and I heard her say that you haven't been to the school for a few days?"

Fu Mingyu, who was talking eloquently, didn't notice the color on the other party's face at all.

"Well, I'll go back in a few days."

"You don't have a good foundation in English, and if you skip class, you won't be able to keep up."

Qiu Yan pursed her lips and didn't speak.

"But your women's college really doesn't have anything to read, all of the philology is "Guwen Guanzhi" and other eight old things, except for English, which is normal, and the rest is not good. This kind of place is only suitable for Fu Mingxin's pedantic old antiques. Why don't you go and tell the old lady about it, and transfer to our school, our school has already started recruiting female students this year......"

Fu Mingyu was still talking, but Qiu Yan's face was getting worse and worse, and in the end, Xia Yejin found that only the white was left.

So she finally couldn't help but remind, "Second Young Master, Miss Cousin is not feeling well today......", trying to dispel this chatter.

But the other party didn't realize it at all.

It's still rambling endlessly.

"Enough!" Xia Yejin finally couldn't bear it, when she was in school, what she hated the most was the kind of person who thought she didn't think about the feelings of others at all, and Fu Mingyu in front of her was exactly such a type, she yelled at him, "Didn't you see that Miss Biao was about to cry when she was uncomfortable?" And said! ”