Bian Niang's eyes were full of pain, "Sister, why do you have to be like this." ”

Shen Anyan lowered her eyes and didn't answer, but she knew in her heart that this was not as painful as Bian Niang thought.

For her, since she has to spend most of her life by remembering him, why not add more things to recall.

Let Shen Qiyuan be like a scorching charcoal fire, leaving a fiery fire in her lonely and cold life, although it can't burn the prairies, it can also leave traces.

Bian Niang couldn't resist her, just blinked her dry eyes, and said: "Later, my son's owner will come, this appearance makes people look at the joke." ”

She leaned over and ordered Hongqian to fetch water, while she turned her back and wiped her tears with her sleeve.

Shen Anyan laughed, "How can it be good, the room is so dull, it's weird, you are also silent, so that others can see it, as if I treated you poorly." ”

The first reaction was Hongqian, and he sneered, "Sister Fang Cai'er is upright, who dares to commit a crime against the wind?" They were all silent. ”

Having said this, Hong Qian said: "I don't know if it's because it's almost summer, it's so hot that people panic, or Bian Niang is thoughtful, so that the slaves and maids fetch water to cool the girl." ”

She said and stepped back, and when she came up again, the copper basin was full of water, and the petals of daffodils floated on it.

Shen Anyan saw the flowers on the copper pot, took the hand of the scarf, and looked at Hongqian faintly, "You prepared this flower?" ”

Hongqian nodded, "The slave maid heard that this flower moistens the skin, is more useful than roses, and the fragrance is more refreshing. ”

"Hear someone? Who is it? ”

Shen Anyan's voice was inexplicably solemn.

Hongqian also sensed that something was wrong, and replied truthfully: "It's a small turnip that sweeps the backyard." The voice was a little lower than before.

It turned out that a child ago when Hong Qian saw Xiaowu crying in the yard at the falling flowers, and asked curiously.

Xiaowu said to Hongqian that this flower is very versatile, but it is finally scattered into mud, which is a pity, and then remembers that he was fed by his biological mother like this when he was a child, and he missed his mother for a while, so he cried.

Hong Qian felt sorry for her and kept this matter in her heart, and asked about the use of these flowers every day.

Among them is the narcissus, in addition to the use of bathing, can also be used to make tea and eat, there is a fragrance of fragrance.

After saying this, Bian Niang's face darkened, "You also make it into tea and eat it?" ”

Seeing Bian Niang's face, although she didn't know why, she also knew that she must have done something wrong, so she shrank back, "I've only used it a few times, how did I get it?" ”

"How many times?"

Bian Niang's voice was short and high, and she couldn't help but swing when she heard it, and she asked worriedly: "What, what's wrong?" ”

Bian Niang was half angry to death, pointed to the red shallow nose and scolded angrily: "If the narcissus can be used for food, it has already been used in the house, so why wait for you to find out." ”

Hong Qian looked at Qingling in a panic, "Sister Qingling, what the hell is going on, what did I do wrong?" ”

Qingling sighed and explained to her, "Narcissus is poisonous, eating too much will cause diarrhea, and if it is used externally, it will cause sores. ”

Looking at the pitiful pale face of Hong Qian, Qingling wanted to beg, but remembered that if it weren't for the fact that the girl had something in her heart these days, she would have eaten in the old lady's room, and now I don't know what the situation is.

In this way, Qingling was hard-hearted and looked at each other coldly.

But Bian Niang was so angry that her face turned white, so she almost stomped her feet to help, "You will believe what Xiaowu says, whether it is less heart or more heart eyes." ”

This was said very seriously, Hong Qian shook his head with tears, and knelt on the ground with a plop, "Sister, Bian Niang, the slave has no such intention." ”

As she spoke, she slammed her white and round forehead against the ground, thumping.

Shen Anyan couldn't bear to see it, but she knew that this matter was to alert Hongqian, so she was unmoved and sat on the pestle to look at her.

"You didn't mean it, but it was you who didn't mean it and let others take advantage of your unintentional loophole."

The tone is cold.

Hong Qian was at a loss when she heard this, and her tears fell to the ground one after another like beans.

When Shan Tong came in, she was stunned by such a scene, but it was Bian Niang's scolding that made her come back to her senses, and she ran to Shen Anyan and said, "Sister, the proprietors are here, waiting in the front yard." ”

Shen Anyan got up after hearing this, and instructed Bian Niang, asking her to admonish Hongqian, and find the small turnip bottom, and then led Qingling to the front yard.

Because of Gu's previous troubles, several shops under Shen Anyan's name suffered more or less losses.

But fortunately, justice is in the hearts of the people, and these owners are all doing honest business, and those little losses are gradually recovering with time.

Shen Anyan flipped through the account books for a few hours, and felt that there was nothing unusual, so he asked the housekeeper to serve a few more plates of expensive dim sum and the owner.

Several proprietors excused themselves.

Shen Anyan said: "You don't need to be polite, you will do things for me, I will rely on you, to put it mildly, it is a grasshopper on a rope, which is the number of these courtesies,"

After these words, a few owners reluctantly accepted the snacks and enjoyed them.

During this free time, Shen Anyan was not willing to let go, but asked about some trivial matters in the shop.

Or now that it is summer, the charcoal shop is not as good as the winter, and the relationship between the business and the Fu in daily life is solid.

Or the clothing shop, when introducing the old and the new, whether to take into account the food and clothing of the poor.

These things have been asked about the ins and outs, and the sunset is also approaching the West Mountain.

Shen Anyan moistened her throat, and it was not good to keep a few owners, so Qingling picked up a few bags of purses with them.

At first, the proprietors were reluctant to accept it, but they still looked like the dim sum before, and Shen Anyan still gave them the award for Gu's previous incident.

These proprietors have just accepted it, but they still feel that it is just a hot potato.

But this is not something that Shen Anyan can take into account, so he called the servant who was waiting in the front yard to lead a group of proprietors out of Shen Hou's Mansion, and then he slowly returned to Bibo Courtyard.

At that time, Hongqian's eyes were already dry, and he couldn't cry anymore, but looking at Shen Anyan who walked into the door, his eyes were still red.

Hong Qianfu bowed and said: "Sister, it was the slave's negligence that put my sister on the cusp of such a storm." ”

Although Shen Anyan was pitiful at this time, he also asked with a straight look: "Do you know it's wrong?" ”

Hong Qian nodded again and again, knowing his mistake.

Shen Anyan asked Qingling to find a pestle to put on a velvet blanket, get up and help Hongqian sit down.

probably knew his sins, and Hong Qian shirked for a while before getting up, and sat tremblingly on the pestle.

Shen Anyan wiped her tears for her and whispered softly.

"I often say that you are frizzy and don't think about it, you have always taken this as a deaf ear, and at this time you have suffered a loss, only to realize that what I said is true."

I saw Hongqian hanging his head, biting his lip and looking annoyed.

The corners of Shen Anyan's mouth twitched, "I can only trust Bian Niang in my room, Qingling and you, if you don't do things carefully, even if I have great skills, no matter how thick the blessing is, I will eventually lose to a servant like you." ”