Chapter Twenty-Three: Cui'er

He didn't have the heart to eat at all, and filled his stomach a little, Jia Lian didn't bother to go to Zhuangzi, and beckoned Xing'er Wang'er to go home. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Hurrying into the room, Jia Lian opened the box placed at the head of the bed.

The drawings and samples are still there, so it can only say one thing.

There is a traitor in this house!

His sample was made with Cui'er, Crescent, and Jade. If there is a mole, it must be one of them.

Thinking of this, Jia Lian felt a little uncomfortable.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Cui'er, followed by the crescent moon and jade.

The three little girls are not very old, although they have been doing the work of girls. But Jia Lian has always regarded them as sisters, if it is really one of them.......

Cui'er and Crescent Jade and other girls were doing needlework, and when they saw Jia Lianfeng going in for a while, they hurriedly put down the things in their hands and went in to serve.

Cui'er was delicate, and when she saw that Jia Lian's face was not good before she entered the house, she hurriedly asked Xing'er Wang'er, who was panting and following behind.

"What's the matter, go out with a good look and come back like this? What kind of anger did the second master suffer outside? ”

Xing'er Wang'er glanced at each other and shook her head again.

"No, it's all good when you eat."

Hearing the sound of someone coming in, Riya Jia Chain hurriedly closed the box and forced his stiff face to relax slightly.

It is not yet known who the mole is, and it would be bad to alert that person.

Crescent Moon had a smile on her face and a freshly brewed boiling tea in her hand.

"What's so fun about the second master going out today, it's poison and he didn't come back for lunch."

Jia Lian's eyes narrowed slightly, and the crescent moon was transferred from the old lady's side. And Mother Jia has always been close to Mrs. Wang, is it her?

Putting the tea in his hand down on the table, the crescent moon saw that Jia Lian only looked at herself, but she didn't speak, remembering the evaluation of Jia Lian in the previous house, and her cheeks turned crimson.

"Why does the second master look at people like this."

Before the cardamom, the girl's face was still green, but this time she was shy and showed a trace of charm.

Pleasing to the eye, the anger in Jia Lian's heart has decreased a little.

"It's nothing, I think you look good in this dress today."

is so simple, it shouldn't be her.

Jia Lian walked to the table and picked up the bowl and dialed it, and Mrs. Wang's hand was inevitably stretched too long.

When Cui'er Jade came in, Jia Lian had already begun to talk and laugh with the crescent moon. Thinking of the displeasure on Jia Lian's face before entering the house, Cui'er wondered, and her eyes deepened a little when she looked at the crescent moon.

I can't think of who is the mole, so Jia Lian doesn't want to, see that it's still early, and just go back to sleep.

When Cui'er and the others heard this, they hurriedly waited for him to fall asleep.

The weather in early autumn was a bit hot and dry, and Jia Lian was not very down-to-earth when he had something to do, and there was a sound of rustling in his ears in a daze. There seemed to be a thin female voice saying something from afar.

"When they slept, they carried the food, and I stayed here."

Jia Lian was half asleep, and he still remembered Cui'er's voice, but he didn't know who the other one was. In a daze, I seem to hear something again, don't forget who is carrying it, what to tear down, and so on.

After a while, the quarrel was gone, Jia Lian woke up from his sleep, and waited for a while, only to feel a warmth on his forehead, and Cui'er murmured lowly.

"Why don't you like me?"

The hand on his forehead was taken away, and Jia Lian slowly opened his eyes, pretending to have just woken up.

Cui'er smiled on her face, and called for Crescent Moon and others to come in and serve Jia Lian to wash up, as if nothing had happened.

Jia Lian's face was faint, still the same as before, and only occasionally looked at Cui'er with deep eyes.

He had heard about the last medicine or something, and what threats there were.

Could it be that she is a mole?

Jia Lian was a little uncomfortable, accompanied Mrs. Jia Xing to dinner, and drove everyone out, leaving her alone in a daze.

The predecessor died of a wind immediately, and in my memory, I was with the personal girl Shuangfeiyan, and I took some messy medicine to help the fun.

However, after those voices in the afternoon, Jia Lian always felt that something was wrong.

Could it be that the death of the predecessor is related to Mrs. Wang and Cui'er?

After drinking the warm tea on the table in one go, Jia Lian thought about it and shouted outside.

"Jade, Jade, come in and make tea for you."

While taking out a piece of paper and tracing it casually, Jia Lian looked at the jade silently from the corner of his eye. When she was about to raise her head, she lowered it again.

"Has anyone ever been to our house today?"

Jade nodded when she heard this, and spoke respectfully.

"Today, Jin Chuan, who is next to the second wife, was ordered to come and see the eldest master."

That's Cui'er, that's right.

Jia Lian was a little uncomfortable, although Cui'er was not as good as the two little water spirits, but he also came as a sister.

suffered a loss last time, Jia Lian got a fountain pen this time and decided to avoid all the subordinates.

This is much more convenient than a brush, and if it is to be matched with everyone's ink, I am afraid it will be really popular.

It's a pity that the most important thing about the fountain pen is the straw in the center, and he has deliberately looked at it on the street before, but he didn't find a replacement.

Fortunately, the quill can still be useful, if you use a brush or a carbon strip as before, those delicate things, where a person as stupid as him can draw.

After drawing the structure of the fountain pen carefully, Jia Lian really regretted that he couldn't find a straw that could replace it for the time being.

To no avail, Jia Lian was hit twice and three times, so he simply ordered someone to come in and wash him, thinking that he would simply wait for tomorrow's work to inspect Zhuangzi, and then go out to see if he could find a suitable material.