Chapter 123: Pear Blossom Plum

Mrs. Xie frowned, "The brute who was beaten doesn't have a long memory. Just three old and weak women and children, just want to use it to lure Lian'er to help? He really looks up to my Rongguo Mansion. ”

Liu Junchen lowered his eyes and was silent when he heard this.

Qingwei glanced at him and hesitated, "Old lady, in fact, Miss She is always softer towards this Mrs. Song, maybe the Li family knows this, so they will let her make trouble." ”

"Eight hundred years ago, the broken settlement is still in a relationship with the Jiang family? It's a shame to bother with them! Su Shi reprimanded in a low voice, and said sharply, "Qinghuo, you take care of the people around you, in the future, these irrelevant people dare to disturb Lian'er's tranquility, I know it, I have your good fruit to eat!" ”

The hands of the green baskets were clenched, and he lowered his head and whispered, "Yes, the slave has written it down." ”

Su Shi snorted angrily, "It's true that we are opening a good hall." ”

When Mrs. Xie heard this, she looked sideways at Liu Junchen, who was silent, and said slowly, "Since you can make Lian'er care, let Mr. Liu take care of it a little more, this season, don't tell your master about major matters that have nothing to do with human life outside." ”

What if something big is going to kill someone? Liu Junchen sighed in his heart, Old Madam Xie said that things big and small should not alarm Tilian.

"Yes, the subordinates understand, the old lady can rest assured."

"Hmm. Go ahead. ”

Since Rong Shouju came out, Qing Liang and Liu Junchen walked to Ling Dengju one after another, and waited until they reached the corridor in a secluded place before they sighed, "Song Shengyue was imprisoned by the Li family, really don't tell Miss SΓΉ?" If he has a good character, Mrs. Song will definitely refuse to live, how can we explain to Miss when we go back. ”

Seeing that she was really uneasy, Liu Junchen reassured in a low voice, "You don't have to worry, I guarantee that Song Shengyue will not die, Mrs. Xie said, in the future, big and small things should not be passed on to the girl, Xiangye and Yunhou also mean this, for the sake of the girl, let's not make claims." ”

Qingwei frowned at him when he heard this, "Miss is your master and mine, why do you have to listen to others to hide it from her." ”

Liu Junchen shook his head helplessly, "Everything comes first to the girl, it's all for her good, don't worry about these things now, it's a big deal to go back and ask her for guilt." ”

At this time, Ling Deng was inside, Tilian was reclining on the chaise longue under the porch, Dou Qiao was waiting, and the master and servant were talking while watching a few maids in the courtyard who were beating pear blossoms.

Mei Shao held a bamboo pole and gently shook the pear blossom branches, falling down all over the snow, two little maids carrying plum-colored tablecloths and then falling flowers, and two holding skirts to pick up clean flowers under the tree.

Seeing that they were busy and laughing at the same time, Dou Qiao couldn't help but smile with his lips, looked at Di Lian and said, "How did the young lady think of eating pear blossom plum cake, this plant in our yard is in full bloom, and it is good to keep it for viewing the flowers on weekdays." ”

Hearing this, Di Lian glanced at her with a smile, "Where can I buy it outside, Master Wang's craftsmanship is good, and the pastries he makes are the best in the capital." ”

Mei Shao, who was playing flowers, heard this, and couldn't help but look back and smile and said crisply, "The slave remembered that Master Wang was brought into the house by the young lady, and I knew that I would leave him in our small kitchen at the beginning, which is better than the young lady wanting to eat once and working in the small kitchen of Rong Shouju." ”

There are small kitchens in this house, and only Rong Shouju and Ling Dengju are the Hainaju where Rong Guogong and Su live, and they do not build small kitchens.

Tillian shook her head with a smile, and her eyebrows slanted at her, "Grandmother loves all kinds of pastries the most, and a master with such good craftsmanship naturally has to honor her grandmother." I want to eat once in a while, but my grandmother can't bear it? I'm afraid you're not lazy to run errands. ”

Mei Shao looked aggrieved when she heard this, "Young lady, where is the slave and maid lazy, if you want to eat the vegetarian food of Yuanhua Temple, the slave and maid will also find it for you immediately." ”

Tilian laughed out loud, but Dou Qiao couldn't help but laugh and said, "The young lady teased you, you are still obedient along the pole, you are really ashamed." ”

For a while, the garden was filled with the crisp laughter of women, Xie Hengxu was crooked on the soft couch in the inner room flipping through the account book, and when he heard this cheerfulness, he couldn't help but hook his lips.

At this time, it was almost evening, and the sunset poured over the entire courtyard, reflecting on his clear and handsome side as if the sun was shining, and in Dilian's eyes, it seemed that everything was alive.

"Zixu." , She unconsciously raised her voice to call out, and after the call, she was shocked to find that everyone was watching, and she couldn't help but be stunned.

However, Xie Hengxu had already turned his head and looked at her through the window, his lips curled gently, handsome like the sun god.

"Third Master." , Dou Qiao muttered in a daze.

"The third master smiled.!" , A little maid with pear blossoms in her pocket exclaimed in surprise, causing everyone in the courtyard to retract their surprised thoughts, and they all stared at Xie Hengxu with wide eyes.

Tillian bent her lips slightly, "You come out to see the flowers with me." ”

The smile on Xie Hengxu's face slowly retracted, and he regained his silent demeanor, but he also got up from the soft couch, paced out in a moment, and sat down beside Di Lian.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was really quiet, and a few maids were both surprised and puzzled, as if they had seen the scene wrong, and the third master of his own family was clearly still the stunned wooden man.

In the silence, a slow and crisp female voice broke the silence, "Miss Jiang." ”

This sound woke everyone up, and the maids looked at the courtyard gate, and Tilian got up suddenly, and it was no one else who slowly walked in at the courtyard gate, it was Manxi.

"Girl Manxi." , It's not too late for you to come back, Tilian's heart trembled, and she pursed her lips and said, "Please come into the house with me, I have something to say to the girl." ”

I haven't seen her for two days, Manxi is still as beautiful and bright as before, her expression is very calm, but the aura revealed throughout her body is a little more tenacious, as if she has made some kind of crucial decision.

She didn't say anything, just glanced at Xie Hengxu, then followed the two into the house with her eyes down, and then closed the door of the outer room.

When Liu Junchen and Qingwei stepped into the courtyard gate, they saw the half-propped corrugated window in the inner room 'snap' shut, and they couldn't help but pause and didn't follow up.

Qinghu paced to the pear blossom tree, looked at the fallen flowers all over the ground and a few maids who were busy cleaning up, "What is this doing, the good pear blossom trees have been beaten bald." ”

Douqiao walked down the corridor with small steps, came to Qinghuo's side, and said obediently, "After my aunt went to the old lady, the third master and the young lady woke up, and the young lady said that she wanted to eat the pear blossom plum cake made by Master Wang, and she wanted the pear blossom in our yard." ”

Mei Shao then spoke, "Yes, this pear tree was planted by the third master himself in the spring last year, and the young lady said that the pastries made from the flowers she planted are more suitable." ”

Hearing this, Qinghu smiled helplessly and shook his head, since her own girl was pregnant, this picky habit has really become more and more detailed. (To be continued.) )