Chapter 96: The Murder Girl's Plan (5)

The bamboo curtain at the door shook slightly, there were only two sisters in the house, Shi Xi looked at Shi Lan with a serious face, "What do you want to do when you send someone to monitor the side courtyard?" ”

Shi Lan rolled her eyes and muttered, "How can I have it!" ”

Shi Xi glared at her, "I heard it all, you still don't admit it, do you want me to find my mother and let her ask you?" ”

Shi Lan's face changed, and she hurriedly jumped off the chair, pulled Shi Xi's sleeve, and begged for mercy: "Sister, I'll tell you everything, but don't tell your mother." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Shi Xi grimaced and said, "You say it first." ”

Shi Lan had no choice but to tell her about going to see Shi Yi that day, and said, "Sister, I'm just curious and want to see what's going on with her." ”

Shi Xi frowned at her, and said after a while: "Now that you see it, what are you going to do?" ”

Shi Lan shook her head and cooed, "She took a lot of trouble to get chicken soup for herself, she definitely didn't drink it for herself, I guess it's either to please my father or my mother, I will also get a copy of it, and see who they drink when I see it." ”

"She won't please her mother, she knows that her mother hates her," Shi Xi Meiyu was very cold, and it seemed that mentioning Shi Yi was an insult to her.

Shi Lan was stunned and looked at Shi Xi's sudden change of face and did not speak.

Shi Xi sensed that something was wrong, and the expression on his face softened, "These are the things of the previous generation, you are still young, don't pay attention to so much." ”

Shi Lan nodded, and said in her heart that this is a matter of ignorance, if you want to protect the Shi family, you have to deal with Shi Yi, the emperor has a temper, but it doesn't matter if she is young or not.

The door curtain shook, and Cui Zhi walked in quickly, "Miss Hui, eldest lady, the side yard does want a chicken, and it is specially stated that she wants an old hen." ”

Shi Xi smiled coldly, "She's exquisite." ”

Shi Lan touched her smooth chin and said, "Cuizhi, what are you best at?" ”

"Miss, you forgot, the slave is best at dim sum."

Shi Lan pursed her mouth.

Yes, the original owner likes sweets, especially sweet and glutinous dim sum, Cuizhi in order to let her eat at any time, specially learned from the cook how to make dim sum.

Shi Xi looked at the green grass standing at the door and sighed.

She liked sweet and sour fruits when she was a child, and Bicao has been pondering candied fruit since she followed her, and she is not proficient in making soups.

"Forget it, then make dim sum," Shi Lan is also a bachelor, since he can't compare, then find another way.

As the sun sets, the small kitchen of Lanxiangyuan is filled with steam, and Cuizhi carefully takes out the red, green, white and purple small square cakes on the cage drawer.

Shi Lan looked greedy, reached out and picked up one, but the temperature was too high, so hot that she jumped three feet high, and threw the pastry out with her hand.

"Miss, how are you?" Cui Zhi hurriedly put down the delicate porcelain plate in her hand, grabbed Shi Lan's little hand and blew hard.

Shi Lan grinned, inhaling the cold air, and several fingers that were as white as snow and fat and round had been burned red.

As soon as night came, a dim lantern slowly came out of the side courtyard, one tall and one short two figures bypassed the flowers and trees, walked for half an hour before coming to the door of the study, just stepped on the bluestone road leading to the study, and heard the hearty and happy laughter of the stone father inside.

The person who came was about to lift the step paused, and the light color who was standing outside waiting for the summoning saw it and hurriedly stretched out her arms to stop her.

"The master is handling official business, the second lady will come back tomorrow."

Shi Yi's expression was extremely cold, listening to the unique laughter of the children inside, slowly clenching his fingers, staring coldly at the faint color of the smiling flesh with slightly picked eyes, and stepped forward with her cherries on the side, and shouted: "Miss knows that the master has a lot of business, so she specially boiled the soup with her own hands, how many of your slaves dare to stop like this?" As he spoke, he stepped forward and pulled someone.

Faint color is a full-time service to Shi's father's pen and ink, and he is also a little embarrassed in the house on weekdays, and when he heard Cherry's merciless reprimand, his face couldn't help but be hot, and his delicate little face immediately changed color.

"The master has long ordered you not to disturb if you have nothing to do, and the slave and maid are stopping you for your own good, so as not to touch your nose and look ugly."

Pale Cai's mouth was neat, and he was lost face, and immediately raised his eyebrows to fight back.

Cherry was furious, stepped forward and pushed Dancai, where was Dancai willing to show weakness, and immediately tore apart with Cherry, Cuizhi, who was waiting for Shi Lan a few steps away, couldn't watch, could only dissuade, and occasionally reached out to help Dancai.

In the study, Shi's father's face was gloomy, and there was no longer a smile that had just stretched his eyebrows, Shi Lan sat obediently on the side, honestly tracing the calligraphy, and occasionally peeking at Shi's father.

The sound outside the door became more and more intense, and Father Shi finally couldn't hold it back, and said loudly: "Someone." ”

There was silence outside for a moment, and the carved door panel was pushed open from the outside, and Pale Cai fell to the ground in embarrassment, preemptively complaining, "Master, the slave maid kindly persuaded the second lady not to delay the master's official business, who knew that the cherries were indiscriminate, and the slave maid was beaten like this," she said pitifully raising a little face full of scratches.

Cuizhi knelt silently.

Father Shi glanced at Cuizhi, frowned and stared at the embarrassed light color, and was silent.

Shi Yi stepped over the threshold with graceful steps, and curtsed elegantly, "Daughter greets her father." ”

A trace of impatience flashed between Father Shi's eyebrows, and he didn't even bother to shout, so he asked her directly in a cold voice: "What happened just now?" ”

Shi Yi glanced at the light color lightly, and said unhurriedly: "My daughter heard that my father often stays up all night for official business, and staying up late is the most painstaking, and my daughter is worried that my father is too tired, so she specially boiled the soup. ”

Shi Yi was generous and polite, Shi Father saw that she had an excellent attitude, her tone was soft, and she didn't seem to be dissatisfied, and her frowning thick eyebrows were slightly loosened, and she hummed lightly.

Cherry opened the food box, took out the warm soup Gu inside, and put it on the side of Shi's father's table.

Shi Lan turned her eyes to look at the blue and white soup Gu with a white background, pursed her rosy lips, and said with admiration: "Second sister is so amazing, it's not like me who burns her hands when she makes a square cake." ”

When Father Shi heard this, he didn't care about looking at the soup Gu, so he hurriedly reached out and grabbed her white fat little hand, looking left and right, "Where is it hot, are all those girls of yours eating dry rice?" How can you do those jobs? ”

Shi Lan raised her little hand and pointed to her slightly red fingers, pointing out the wound for Shi's father, "Here, you see it's still red." ”

Father Shi blew in distress and said softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Shi Lan shook her head, picked up the last square cake on the plate, put it on Shi's father's mouth, and said coquettishly: "Dad eats the cake, if you eat it, Lan'er won't hurt." ”

Shi's father was moved to soft mud, and his daughter was young but filial, and in order to make snacks for herself, her hands were full of injuries.

Father Shi opened his mouth and ate the pastry in one bite.

Shi Lan blinked her big apricot eyes and looked at Father Shi expectantly, "Is it delicious?" ”

Father Shi nodded, only to feel the sweet and glutinous taste flowing from his mouth to his heart, "It's delicious." ”

Shi Lan smiled and squinted, shaking her little feet happily.

(To be continued.) )