Jiang Yan was stunned, but Fu Jun had already turned to Mrs. Song, and in the other party's equally stunned eyes, she said respectfully: "If you go back to your grandmother, it is not the granddaughter's prevarication, but that Xu Niangzi is not a slave of the Hou Mansion, and the second is not a granddaughter's person." She is the housekeeper of her grandfather's side, and her grandfather asked her to help take care of her granddaughter, who usually treats her as an elder and does not dare to be disrespectful. I also ask my grandmother to be considerate of her granddaughter's difficulties. ”

Speaking of this, Fu Jun looked at Jiang Yan again, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan knows that Xu Niangzi used to be the palace maid in charge of the Queen Mother's side, and the Queen Mother treated her very well, and often recruited her into the palace to talk. At the beginning of spring this year, I asked Xu Niangzi to send some things back to honor her grandparents, and the Queen Mother didn't know how to know, and specially summoned Xu Niangzi into the palace to talk. In our Hou Mansion, let alone me, even my grandfather treated Mrs. Xu as a guest. ”

When Fu Jun's words came to this, Jiang Yan's face had begun to turn pale, Fu Jun made persistent efforts and continued to mend the knife: "If you want me to say, before Sister Yan speaks in the future, it is best to think about it first, so as not to say the wrong thing and make people laugh, if you don't bring disaster to yourself, it will be too worthless." ”

Fu Jun finished speaking calmly, and still stood there respectfully, with a graceful and upright posture.

Jiang Yan's face quickly turned from snow-white to pig's liver color, and her face was self-conscious. It seems that her iron-faced kung fu is far worse than her mother's, you look at the little Song family, although her face has darkened a lot, but there is still a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Jiang Yan was not the only one in the room whose expression changed drastically, and Mrs. Song's expression was also very embarrassed. Ren was okay, although he was slightly disappointed, but he was also relieved. Wang Ning has always been dignified and polite, and his face is as usual at this moment, and Fu Jun still appreciates this cultivation.

The most noteworthy is Wang Mi, who is really full of joy, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are dancing. If it weren't for the wrong atmosphere at the moment, she would probably be able to laugh. It seems that her listlessness just now was because she was afraid of learning the rules, but now that she heard that there are no rules to learn, isn't she happy?

Speaking of which, it was still the most profound skill of the iron mask, but after only being embarrassed for a while, Xiao Song immediately turned around, chuckled and said, "Ah, it seems that I am clumsy, and I almost offended the nobleman." ”

"No," Fu Jun immediately said unceremoniously, "Mrs. Jiang herself is shallow, but she shouldn't have picked up my grandmother to mention this matter without asking clearly." Fortunately, this is me, if you ask Xu Niangzi directly, how can it be good? I advise Mrs. Jiang, if you have something to say in the future, please say it directly, isn't it good to be fair? I want to beat around the bush and pull others up. It's your business that you are willing to put down your face, and I, as a granddaughter, am reluctant to make the elders unhappy. ”

Fu Jun said this very politely, no matter how thick Rao is Xiao Song's skin, he can't stand being slapped in the face like this.

She covered her lips with her sleeves, the smile on her face faded a little, and her sharp eyes like needles nailed Fu Jun's body hard, Fang changed her aggrieved expression again, and said to Mrs. Song in a soft voice: "Second cousin, don't annoy me. How did I know that Xu Niangzi actually had a great background, and the cousin refused to say anything, and there was a misunderstanding. As he spoke, he covered his mouth with a silk and wept with a face.

Fu Jun said in surprise: "Mrs. Jiang, don't you think that Xu Niangzi's identity can be discussed behind her back?" I just told me clearly, Mrs. Xu came out of the Queen Mother's side, didn't Mrs. Jiang understand the four words 'Queen Mother'? Or is it nothing in your eyes? ”

After Fu Jun said these words with a smile, he still lowered his eyes, as if he didn't notice Xiao Song's instantly blue complexion.

Xiao Song was also negligent, thinking that by directing the conversation to Fu Jun, he would be able to make Mrs. Song blame her less. Who thinks that Xu Niangzi's identity is really unattainable, and it is not something she can afford. If she talks about Xu Niangzi again, she will really make trouble for herself.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but have another layer of hatred for Fu Jun, with a gloomy face, silent and no longer spoke.

Seeing that the iron mask was finally broken, Fu Jun couldn't help but feel that it was not easy. This is moving out of the Queen Mother, if not, this iron-faced skin is afraid that it will still be crooked.

Even as they spoke, Mrs. Song didn't squeak.

She was still thinking back to what Fu Jun had just said. Fu Jun's words were only aimed at the little Song family, but they were very protective of Mrs. Song. Mrs. Song didn't expect Fu Jun to have such an attitude, and she was inevitably a little surprised in her heart.

But I saw Fu Jun looking over with a smile on his face, and said softly: "Grandmother, my granddaughter only learned to make a pair of knee pads with Xu Niangzi two days ago, and it happened to be done yesterday, so I brought it to you." As she spoke, she took out a pair of stone blue pigmented cotton knee pads from Shijiang's hand and presented them to Mrs. Song in person.

Fu Jun did this big turn very naturally, as if what had just happened had happened. When Mrs. Song saw it, her heart was filled with some feelings, and she couldn't tell what she felt, so she involuntarily reached out and took the knee pad.

Fu Jun smiled and said: "My granddaughter's talent in this needle is really limited, and she can't do those tricks, so she doesn't embroider." This knee pad is made of fine Qingzhou cotton, and the silk cotton is inside, which is very comfortable to wear. The winter here is very cold, and my grandmother often said that her waist and legs are sore, so I wear this in winter to ward off some cold. ”

Fu Jun's words were extraordinary, the steps had been handed to Mrs. Song step by step, and Mrs. Song was stubborn and stubborn, but she could still understand the meaning of the words after all, so she went down the steps and said with a smile: "The four girls have a heart." As he spoke, he looked at the knee pad again.

After taking a closer look, Mrs. Song's face showed a little smile.

It's not that she thinks Fu Jun is doing well, but it's the first time she found that Fu Jun's needlework is really not good. The stitches of the knee pad are a little crooked, and the eye of the needle is still thick and thin, which is not enough, and even more, there is still a thread on one corner of the paint.

The more Mrs. Song looked at it, the more she couldn't help laughing, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Ji has been standing beside Mrs. Song, and at this moment she teased: "Cousin Jun's needlework is really ......" said and covered his mouth and smiled, as if he had seen something funny.

Fu Jun said calmly: "My needlework is really not very good. Fortunately, I didn't worry about people who didn't have a needlework room to make clothes for me in the future, so I didn't put my mind on these. My mother once said that these are just tricks. ”

This seemingly casual remark is full of the grandeur of the noble lady of the Houmen. Jiang Xi listened, the smile on her face faded completely, and she bit her lip and didn't speak.

This is an obvious flaunt of wealth. It's really annoying to think about it. is the concubine of the Hou Mansion, even if Fu Jun can't sew a stitch, no one must laugh at her. For a girl like her, these needle girls are not "Mojier"?

The anger and hatred in his heart surged up one by one, and Jiang Xi's expression became a little weird. She looked straight at Fu Jun, those eyes were black and hollow, bottomless, and it made people feel cold at the bottom of their hearts. (To be continued.) )