Chapter 672: Remembering the Old (Nine Watches)

Du Yunluo motioned for Jin Rui to sit down on the side and said, "It's just in time, I have something to ask you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Jin Rui sat down on the pestle as she said, waiting for Du Yunluo's instructions.

"Forsythia is getting married, I estimate that it should be the beginning of spring next year, and it will be half a year," Du Yunluo took a sip of tea and said, "A few second-class people in the courtyard, you are more familiar with them, you are thinking about which one to bring into the house to serve, settle down early, and have a lot of experience." ”

Jinrui guessed that this was the case, so she thought about it carefully.

These second-class and third-class people in Shaoxi Garden, but those who have the slightest wrong thoughts about Mu Lianxiao, were cleaned up by Forsythia and Gu Fulai's family during the days when Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo went to Lingdong, and those who stayed were all responsible people.

Not only that, according to Du Yunluo's thoughts, Gu Fulai's family dug up their backs to ensure that they did not have a close relationship with the second room.

In terms of the ability to do things, several maids have their own ups and downs.

"For a while, I can't tell who is higher and who is lower," Jin Rui said thoughtfully, "Hongfu is quite safe in doing things, but she is timid, and she has the death of Atractylodes in her heart, so I am afraid that it will not be useful; Roulan is docile and doesn't talk much, so it should be fine; The resignation and painting are too jumpy and unstable, and the slave is worried that she will disturb people, so it will be good to polish it for a few more years; and Su'er, she is a child of a family, several generations, speaking of which there are more than three aunts and six mothers-in-law, although she doesn't have much contact with that side, she is still related to her. ”

Du Yunluo knew what Jinrui meant.

The children of the family are married to each other, and they live close to each other, and for decades, there is always a close relationship and often recognizes the godfather and godmother.

Su'er's house and the maids and daughters in the second room are not very enthusiastic, but after all, they can still involve some, and they can do things in the yard.

After hearing this, Sammo Hung's family interjected: "The smoke in the third class, the slave maid looks more clever than the second class, she used to serve the sprinkling of the study in front of the Hou Ye, but she is a little younger." ”

Du Yunluo bowed her head and said, "Yan'er looks good, but the third class directly brings it into the house, adding more rights and wrongs." After all, this time I have to replace a second-class, and let the vacant place be filled by the smoke, and it will be easy to use in a few years. ”

Sammo Hung's and Jinrui should be down.

He turned back and said second class.

Sammo Hung and Jinrui have the same idea, choose one of the four, it seems that Roulan is more suitable.

Roulan was only brought up from the third class after Du Yunluo came back from Lingdong, and she topped the position that had not been filled in the previous vacancy of Atractylodes.

Don't look at Roulan's delicate and weak figure, she is not ambiguous at all, her thin arms, but her strength is not small, when the mother-in-law is not free, she goes to the small kitchen to carry a bucket of water, and she does not have any gasp.

has strength in her hands, can do things, has a docile temperament and is easy to speak, and Roulan's popularity in Shaoxi Garden is not bad.

Du Yunluo didn't finalize it immediately, she just said that she would take a look at it again, and after looking for a day, she asked the meaning of the other three big girls, and they were probably inclined to use her.

That being the case, Du Yunluo asked Forsythia to go and say to Roulan that she would take advantage of these few months to have a good tempering.

At night, I talked to Mu Lianxiao about letting Forsythia out of the house, Mu Lianxiao wrapped her arms around Du Yunluo's waist and said, "Will you not be used to it?" ”

"Huh?" Du Yunluo didn't understand, and after she came to her senses, she said, "I have to let it out, I still can't bear Jin Ling'er, didn't you ask Yunqi to let that kid go?" ”

Du Yunluo hummed softly at the tip of her nose, like a proud and lazy cat.

There are no cats in the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion, Mu Lianxiao remembered the white cat raised by the Zhen family in the Du Mansion, he had only seen it once or twice, but he felt that he couldn't tell his daughter-in-law.

It was really all raised by Zhen.

Thinking like this, Mu Lianxiao couldn't help but smile even more.

Du Yunluo's ears were close to his chest, and when he heard the muffled laughter in his chest, his face burned in panic.

Afraid to talk about Jin Ling and Yunqi again, Mu Lianxiao didn't know what words she would use to block her, Du Yunluo simply started to talk differently, raised her apricot eyes and looked at him: "Why do you ask me if I'm used to it?" ”

Mu Lianxiao was silent for a moment, and spit out two words: "Remembering the old." ”

Du Yunluo was stunned.

She is nostalgic for the old, very nostalgic.

The utensils used and the people she has been with, as long as she likes them, she is reluctant to change them.

As long as Du Yunluo is not disgusted, she can keep reading.

With calloused fingertips carefully rubbing Du Yunluo's waist, Mu Lianxiao looked down at her.

If it weren't for the old days, if it wasn't for the light in his heart, how could his Yunluo think that he had thought about it for fifty years, and he couldn't let go until he was old, and when he came back to life, he was unswervingly determined to marry him, knowing that the Xiao wall in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion was collapsing, he still had no hesitation.

Du Yunluo really likes a person, as long as she doesn't drink Meng Po soup, she will like it for the rest of her life.

This is not bad, it will make Mu Lianxiao feel distressed.

From Mu Lianxiao's point of view, she happened to see Du Yunluo's two thin eyebrows, and down were the eyes that contained water, her eyelashes trembled, and when she heard his two words, her eyes showed a faint look of confusion, and then she lowered her head again and buried her little head in his chest.

Du Yunluo let out an "um".

She is nostalgic, she doesn't deny it at all, she is long-lasting, like is like, love is love, it's a very simple thing, there are not so many circles around.

Mu Lianxiao supported her waist with one hand, inserted her long black hair with the other, and slowly slid along the scalp and along the hair: "It's good to miss the old." ”

The timbre was a little dumb, Du Yunluo knew him best, and immediately heard the distress, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise.

yes, it's good to be nostalgic.

In her previous life, Du Yunluo was spoiled by Mu Lianxiao for five years in ignorance, and when she really understood, it was too late; In this life, she understands everything, and she is still pampered and protected by him in the palm of her hand.

If she doesn't miss the old days, it's all gone.

Du Yunluo giggled, her eyelashes scraped across Mu Lianxiao's chest, itching his heart and liver.

She raised her head again, thought for a while, and said, "It's a little unaccustomed to being reluctant to let the maids out, but I've changed a lot of people around me in the past, so don't I live the same life?" ”

Once upon a time, the fifty-year-old ancient Buddha, in the final analysis, really accompanied her with that Buddha statue.

Even Mu Lingran, who took care of her, decided to leave, and Du Yunluo really didn't care about anyone else anymore.

Jinrui was married away by her, and she wholeheartedly thought that with Jinrui's ability, she could live a prosperous life.

From time to time, she thinks of Jin Linglai, and when she thinks of Jin Ling's death, she feels so guilty.

Mama Su accompanied her for a year and a half, and when she was a little used to Mama Su's presence, the old man hunched back to his homeland. (To be continued.) )