Chapter 42: Serving (1)

Lin Jinlou rarely came to the East Chamber during the day, Xianglan hesitated for a moment, and stepped forward and said, "Grandma went for a walk in the garden, what did the uncle command?" ”

Lin Jinlou glanced at Xianglan lazily and said, "It turns out that there are people in this house, I thought the girls were not there, you go and pour me a bowl of tea." ”

Xianglan vaguely remembered that Lin Jinlou's habitual tea was placed in the cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took a look, and saw that a small jar with green bean glaze and colorful plum and bamboo pattern was placed on the shelf, and a pinch of tea leaves was pinched out from it, and it was placed in a small cup of mackerel algae, and the tea was soaked with water, the first brew was poured out, and hot water was added, and then the tea was brought to the small few in front of Lin Jinlou, and then he took a big step back, lowered his head and wanted to go out.

Lin Jinlou leaned on the couch, frowned slightly and said, "Wait, who let you out?" ”

Xianglan had to stand still and turn around. Lin Jinlou half-squinted, shook his feet and said, "Take off your master's boots." Xianglan walked over and half-knelt on the ground, pulled off the boots on Lin Jinlou's feet, put them on the ground lightly, and was about to withdraw again.

Lin Jinlou called again: "Master still needs someone to serve here, where are you going?" I'm hungry, so bring two plates of dim sum, don't want mille-feuille, and if there is soup, heat a bowl. Xianglan had to go to the small ear room at the back to get two plates of dim sum, and Aunt Lan still had a small half pot of japonica rice and lean porridge left in the morning, so she put it on the stove and heated a bowl, put it in a tray and brought it back.

Lin Jinlou held the tea bowl and tasted tea leisurely, he was careful about food and clothing, food, clothing and housing, although he couldn't take care of it a lot in the army, but even if he drank tea at home, he had to be very picky. In the past, Qinglan personally made tea for him, but today he has changed people, the taste of tea is bland, hot and cold is also different, although it is not as mellow as before, but the taste is frivolous, and it has a very good aftertaste.

At that moment, Xianglan came in with food, put it on the small table and said: "The soup is gone, there is porridge made in the morning, it is still very fresh, and I have warmed a small bowl for the uncle." ”

Lin Jinlou nodded, drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and began to eat dim sum.

The room was silent, except for the chirping of a few thrushes from the birdcage hanging under the porch. Lin Jinlou raised his head slightly, and saw Xianglan standing at the door of the house from a distance, hanging her head motionless, and couldn't help but be a little unhappy. Everywhere he went in the inner house, both men and women, young and old, were far away, nodding their heads and waists, and the maids were scrambling to move forward to have fun, trying to make a look at him with all kinds of strange moves, if there was a girl who was alone with him, he had already thought of the way to lead him to talk at this moment. But Xianglan was different, as if he had an epidemic on his body, he was far away, and he didn't even bother to raise his head.

Lin Jinlou threw the spoon into the bowl with a "bang".

He sent Xianglan to Qinglan on an errand at the beginning, just to cage this little girl around and watch, he knew a few people in his house, none of them were fuel-efficient lamps, but Qinglan was the only one who was kind and generous. It's just that later, he was a hard and complicated affair in the army, and secondly, he shouldered the matter of patrolling salt, so he put down the little girl when he came and went, and he occasionally came to the East Chamber, but he didn't see her come forward to serve. Now that I see it, I find that she has no conscience, he saved her innocence, and he also carried her to serve closely, but she treats herself like a stranger.

Xianglan was by the door, and said in her heart: "Stay for a while, Aunt Lan and Chunling will come back, and see me serving the uncle in the house alone, and they think that I am deliberately sticking to the uncle, if I am annoyed, it is not good." In fact, she was indeed grateful to Lin Jinlou in her heart, but as long as she saw that his eyes burned as if he wanted to eat her, she didn't dare to show her kindness anymore.

At this time, I heard Lin Jinlou say: "It's hot in this house, you come and fan me." ”

Xianglan was stunned, took a snow palace fan on the table of the Eight Immortals, and obediently went over to fan Lin Jinlou. After a few fannings, Lin Jinlou glared at her and said, "So far away from the master, how can you feel that there is a fan coming?" ”

Xianglan couldn't, so she had to stand further. Lin Jinlou snorted again and said, "You can't treat your master as a beast, and you can still eat you?" Xianglan had to move forward again, and began to fan with low eyebrows.

Lin Jinlou was satisfied, raised his eyes and looked at Xianglan, and saw that her face was a little rounder, her pink cheeks were ruddy, her eyes were graceful, and she was indescribably delicate, she still had a bun on her head, wearing a brocade camel jacket, a white long skirt below, and her figure was graceful for the first time.

Lin Jinlou suddenly frowned and said, "What kind of incense do you smoke on your body?" ”

Xianglan was stunned: "Slaves and maids never smoke incense......"

Lin Jinlou moved his body uncomfortably, squinting at the little maid in front of him. Xianglan was a little close to him, and a wisp of fragrance drifted into his nose with the wind, wanting him to reach out and touch her soft and delicate face, and smell the sultry fragrance on her body. He was a prodigal man who drank all day long, and he was very moved, thinking that if it wasn't for the old lady's mourning, it wouldn't be a big deal to take a girl and make a room that night. He glanced at Xianglan and saw that she was still not in time, and she was still a little young, and he felt that if she was raised again, it would not be too late to take her into the room.

Lin Jinlou took a sip of tea and asked, "Are you still used to it here?" Has the master ever embarrassed you? I've been here a few times and I haven't seen you. ”

Xianglan lowered her eyelids and didn't look at Lin Jinlou, but her face was extremely respectful, and said: "If you go back to your uncle, my aunt and grandmother are as charitable as the Bodhisattva, treat me very well, and reward me with a lot of things." I just came, clumsy, just behind the needlework, tea and water poured Sister Chunling. ”

Lin Jinlou chuckled: "If you don't do what is in front of you, your master will forget about you again." There are words in the words, and the tone is frivolous and lazy.

Xianglan is a smart person, she immediately understood, she couldn't tell whether she was ashamed or angry, her face was red to the base of her neck, and she still lowered her head and said: "Sister Chunling is much more clever than me, I am a stupid person, I am afraid of making the masters angry." ”

Lin Jinlou put his feet on the couch and smiled: "Or, go back and serve me?" The book dyeing next to me is about to go out of the house to get married, you just happened to replace her, you follow me, I promise not to think you are stupid......"

Just as he was saying this, he heard someone at the door say in surprise: "Why is the uncle here?" ”

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