Ruan Qingzhi pulled the pillow and lay back on the couch, unhurriedly smiled slightly: "That's the case." Qian Ma sit down first, let Xieyun tell you about Xifangyuan in detail, and we will be our own people in the future. ”

Mrs. Qian didn't sit down, she stood proudly and looked at the three of Ruan Qingzhi's master and servant, squinting her eyes and sneering: "I know about Fangyuan, don't say it." Second Miss sent me here to set rules for you! - Miss, it's not time to rest yet, what kind of body are you lying like this! Do you think you're seventy or eighty? ”

Ruan Qingzhi sighed and sat up, bowing his head to listen to the training.

Mrs. Qian glanced at her with disdain, and continued the previous topic: "In the eyes of those men outside, showing off their talents is no different from showing off their amorous feelings, and they are all the things that the prostitutes in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion do!" As the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you are willing to fall to this point, do you plan to become a prostitute? ”

Banyue couldn't bear it anymore when she heard this, and slammed the feather duster in her hand with a snap: "Night cold, why don't you beat this barking wild dog out quickly?" She got Miss's ears dirty! ”

"Presumptuous! Palm! Mrs. Qian shouted angrily.

Banyue shuddered with fear from her loud voice, reluctantly stopped, and looked back at the back of the screen.

Ye Han didn't come out, and Mrs. Qian didn't notice the name, so she just stared at Ruan Qingzhi and trembled angrily: "Miss, this is the good girl you taught?" ”

"It's all my fault." Ruan Qingzhi stood up and sincerely apologized: "Don't be angry first, it's not too late to train slowly after eating." - With Yun, has today's dinner arrived? ”

Xianyun hurriedly smiled: "It's already delivered, I'll get it!" ”

As he spoke, he turned around and went out, and in the blink of an eye, he came back with a worn-out food box, put it on the table and opened it.

Three bowls of blackened sorghum rice, two plates of pickles, and a jar of boiled and cold wead soup.

Xianyun set up the chopsticks, and greeted Mrs. Qian with a smile: "Mother Qian, come on, it's not delicious when it's cold!" Miss didn't need to eat after drinking the medicine before, and the three of us just had one bowl per person! ”

Reach out and don't hit the smiley person. Mrs. Qian's tense face was a little relieved, and the person had been pushed by Banyue to the table and sat down.

Xianyun handed over the chopsticks with both hands, and served her a bowl of soup with his own hands: "Aunt Qin in the kitchen is really nice, I heard that our young lady is sick, and there is soup for dinner these days!" There was no such good thing before, Qian Mom, try it! ”

Before the cold and cold small bowl was received in her hand, Mrs. Qian had already smelled an obvious rancid smell. With this eyeless person, he kept pushing her hand to her mouth, and the sour smell went straight to people's noses.

Mrs. Qian finally couldn't bear it anymore, and with a backhand wave, she fell to the ground with a bowl of soup: "Enough!" Is this something that people eat! ”

The smile on the face of the moon disappeared at the same time.

Ruan Qingzhi walked over with a flat expression: "I have eaten this kind of meal for fourteen years. Does Qian Ma mean that I am not human? ”

Mrs. Qian just lowered her head to wipe the soup that had been splashed on her body, and did not look up.

Ruan Qingzhi sat down at the table: "For as long as I can remember, Xifangyuan has lived such a day. I thought that except for the two of them with clouds and moons, others would not be willing to accompany me; I didn't expect you to come, I'm so happy. ”

Mrs. Qian shivered and raised her head. Ruan Qingzhi picked two pickles on a bowl of sorghum rice and handed them to her: "Mom Qian, let's eat." ”

Mrs. Qian hurriedly shrank back, and then simply shook her hands and stood up: "I won't eat it!" ”

"Mom Qian, you'll get used to it." Ruan Qingzhi was still holding the bowl and looked up at her.

Mrs. Qian stood in place and was stunned for a long time, and suddenly sneered "hey": "Miss, don't play the 'dismount' set, right?" The old slave hasn't seen anything! ”

Ruan Qingzhi put down the bowl.

Mrs. Qian glanced at the table with disgust, and sneered: "Secretly selling calligraphy and paintings outside, and having the money to buy ginseng to please the old lady, how can you eat this kind of meal that is too bad to feed pigs every day!" You obviously deliberately chilled me here! ”

"Not bad." Ruan Qingzhi stood up with the back of the chair, "We have our own small stove, and we haven't eaten anything from the kitchen for a few years. But Mom Qian, if I don't sell calligraphy and paintings, I can only eat this day after day, year after year. ”

Mrs. Qian looked at her and sneered: "It turns out that she not only got off the horse, but also sold me miserably by the way!" Miss, you miscalculated! The food in the kitchen is not good, is that why you show up and do those shitty things? Death by starvation is a small thing, a big loss, do you understand? What's more, these meals are enough to eat, and you will starve to death wherever they are! ”

Ruan Qingzhi listened to her scolding quietly and did not refute.

Mrs. Qian repeatedly wiped the sleeves of her soup-stained clothes and still felt that the taste was not gone, and she couldn't help but become more and more annoyed, and refused to stay at all: "As a child, every porridge and meal are gifts from your parents, where is your turn to pick and choose!" From today onwards, no small stoves are allowed, and whatever is delivered from the kitchen will be eaten! With the moon, go and dismantle the stove immediately! Carry the clouds, find out all the previous calligraphy and paintings of your young lady and tear them up, and you are not allowed to hide any of them! ”

The two girls looked cold, and neither of them moved.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qian became even more angry, and stretched out her hand to pull Banyue's ears: "Don't listen to my orders, right?" Do you want to rebel? ”

Banyue dodged and turned to Ruan Qingzhi to glare: "How long are you going to endure it?" I can't take it anymore! ”

"I can't take it anymore." Ruan Qingzhi sighed wistfully. Then his expression was sharp, and his momentum immediately changed: "Close the door and let the night be cold!" ”