Chapter 62: Concern is chaos

Qian Niang's gaze fell on her, with a sense of reproach and admonition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But she didn't realize it, she wanted to pick up the account book, and she had to worry about the torn page, so she became a little helpless.

She knelt directly on the ground with the account book in her hand and said, "The slave should die, the slave and the maid...... The slave maid actually broke the account book......" in a panicked tone.

"It's okay, it's okay, get up." I raised my hand and quipped, "Look at how scared you are, people still think how fierce I am as a young lady!" ā€

"The slave doesn't dare ......," she whispered.

Before he finished speaking, his voice was drowned out by a sudden "fluttering" sound.

Yueying pursed her lips vigorously, trying to hold back her smile.

I glanced at her and said, "What are you laughing at?" ā€

She shook her head, forced her composure, and said, "No, no, don't laugh at anything." ā€

I didn't continue to pay attention to her, turned my head and said to Ying Niang, "What are you still kneeling for?" Get up and sit. ā€

Ying Niang sat back in the chair with the account book in her hand.

I said to the little maid who came to report: "If the person is gone, it must be found, you go and tell the two old men of the Liu family, let them not worry too much, Zhuangzi will send someone to find it immediately." ā€

The little maid got the order and quit.

Guan Niang stood up and said, "Then I'll arrange it immediately." ā€

"Mmmm," I nodded, "Go and ask the two old men of the Liu family, when did they find out that Liu Shilang was missing, and what did they do before they disappeared?" Be sure to ask carefully. ā€

"Understood." Qian Niang replied, paused, and suggested: "Since the account book has been torn, let Ying Niang copy it again." Otherwise, it would not be good to take it back like this and show it to the old lady. ā€

It's not good to take it back like this, but there's no need to recopy the whole book, right? How many things are recorded in the account book, and when will it take to copy a duplicate copy?

I was stunned for a moment and looked at Ying Niang.

Obviously, Ying Niang is wandering. She sat in her chair, as if she hadn't heard what Xuan Niang had just said.

"Niangniang?" Seeing that she didn't react, Xuan Niang couldn't help but increase her tone.

"When I go back, I will make a copy of the account book, and then give it to the young lady." Xuan Niang looked at the dazed Ying Niang and said.

"Yes." She whispered.

Xuan Niang obviously wants her to not do anything else all day long, don't want anything else, just copy the account book, right? This is indeed a good way to "hone people", but I can't see it. What's more, recopying the account books is time-consuming and costly, and there is no need at all.

I couldn't help but interject: "You don't need to copy the whole book, just copy that page, and give it to me after copying it in the account book." ā€

Both of them were surprised.

Ying Niang did not speak. Qian Niang's expression hesitated, but I didn't give her a chance to express herself, and then urged her: "It's important to find someone, you go quickly, if you can't find it, remember to come and talk to me from time to time." ā€

"Okay." Qian Niang slowly spit out a word, and then withdrew.

"The slave and maid also went down." After saying that, she hurriedly left.

I looked at her back and thought to myself, Liu Shilang didn't see her at this time, it must have something to do with her, presumably she also knew, otherwise she wouldn't have acted so panicked as soon as she heard the news.

Xuan Niang said that Ying Niang was five years older than Liu Shilang. Ying Niang looks steady and introverted, and she has a lot of worries when she does things. And Liu Shilang is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is a hot-blooded and impulsive young man. If the two of them come together and live together in the future, it should be quite interesting.

But the problem now is that Liu Shilang is gone. It's okay if he hides in anger, but if he really goes away, then I can't help it.

I took a sip of tea and turned my head to look at Yueying, who was standing there thoughtfully.

I remembered how she had laughed in front of so many people, and I asked her, "What the hell are you laughing at?" Is it because these two days have been too happy? ā€

"Uh-huh, yes." Yue Ying pursed her lips and smiled, perfunctorily.

"Tell me about it, and make me happy."

Yue Ying shook her head, walked to the door, and said, "Zhu Niang is hungry, I'll go to the kitchen and bring the food." ā€

I glared at her, feigned anger, and said, "If you don't say anything, you won't eat." ā€

Yue Ying grimaced and replied, "Don't say it." With that, he ran away.

You're still playing tricks with me today! I thought it was funny, and I looked back and thought about it, but I couldn't understand how what I said could make her laugh.

In the morning, I looked dizzy when I looked at the account book, and after eating at noon, I fell on the couch and planned to squint for a while. The Grange is indeed cool, as long as you don't go out, just sit in the house and feel cool and sweatless. The windows of the room were open, and the wind poured in, and the tiny gauze bed tents fluttered and danced.

I didn't know that I had a good sleep after this sleep, and then it was Yue Ying who woke me up.

I opened my eyelids slowly, and vaguely saw Yueying leaning over the couch and calling softly: "Zhu Niang? Zhu Niang? ā€

I thought I was still dreaming, so I just looked at her and didn't respond.

Yue Ying spoke again: "Zhu Niang, Ying Niang is here, and I have been waiting outside for half an hour." ā€

I came to my senses, sat up, moved my legs to the edge of the collapse and put on my shoes, and said to her, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" ā€

Yueying whispered: "I have called many times, but Zhu Niang slept very deeply, I saw that Zhu Niang slept so well, I couldn't bear to quarrel with you." ā€

I put on my shoes and cardigan, and walked over to the dressing table, where Tsukiying stood behind me and combed my hair.

I asked her, "Did Ying Niang come to ask Liu Shilang if he found it?" ā€

"No," Tsukiei replied, "she said she was here to deliver the books." ā€

I didn't say anything. If Ying Niang is just here to deliver the account book, then she just put the account book here first, why do you have to see me? Isn't it just to wait here for half an hour so that I can ask for news?

After a pause, I continued to ask, "Did Guanniang come to me?" ā€

"Nope." Yue Ying said, "I think it's because Liu Shilang hasn't heard any news yet." ā€

"You can go and find Xuan Niang in a while." When I had finished speaking, I got up and walked out of the bedroom.

Ying Niang sat on the chair, and when she saw me, she hurriedly got up and gave a salute.

I motioned for her to sit down and said, "Actually, you don't need to be so anxious about the account books, you haven't been able to rest at noon." ā€

She hung her head slightly, handed over the account book, and said, "The account book was damaged by Yi Niang, so naturally it should be repaired earlier." ā€

I opened the account book and looked at it, and the re-copied page was neatly written without any ambiguity, and I couldn't help but feel a little appreciation in my heart.

I smiled and closed the account book, saying, "Yes, it's very well written." ā€

The compliment made her a little cramped, and she sat with her hands on her lap and fingers wringed, but she sat upright like a sculpture, as if she were silently suffering the punishment. (To be continued.) )