Jiang Ci's feet didn't seem to listen to his own call, obviously he was heading towards the Heming Courtyard, but when he reacted, he was already standing at the door of the embroidery workshop.

The door was vaguely opened, revealing a thin slit, barely able to look with one eye, Jiang Ci looked around like a thief, turned around to observe the poop, and even confirmed that the little finch on the branches of the peach blossom tree that was in full bloom did not dare to lie on the crack of the door and stare at the house with one eye.

The embroidered girls in the same color dress as the peach blossom are busy with the work in their hands, slender and slender, and they are making a machine.

Threading needles and threads, dense sewing, red, yellow and green are reflected on the white or gold cloth, although you can't see what is embroidered, but you can feel the exquisite embroidery.

His eyes searched all corners of the room, but he still couldn't find the girl with the silver bell.

"Jiang Ci, what are you doing here, hide and seek?"

When Jiang Ci was about to look for the second time, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded behind him, cutting through the quiet sunset sunset, not only startling the willow warbler who had just settled on the green tiles of the eaves, but also startling him, and when he turned his head, he was frightened "ah" again.

In front of her was a scarlet face, with a swaying swaying eye of the string of gold and silver hairpins on her head, wearing a plum red dress that did not fit her age, and asked faintly: "Young master, why are you here?" ”

Jiang Ci originally imagined the face of a mellow and lovely young girl, but he didn't expect to turn his head to turn his head to reveal a thick face of age smeared with fat powder, and it was very close to him.

And the girl who was soft-talking just now also tilted her little head from behind her grandmother, blinking at him with a pair of watery eyes.

He "uh" for a long time, didn't find a suitable reason, and was embarrassed to say bluntly that he came to see Wei Wei, his eyes staring aimlessly in the courtyard, like a giant rat that had stolen grains and was eager to find a cave to escape from.

After looking around, he seemed to have found something, his eyes were staring directly at the peach tree in the courtyard, and he rushed over with a few steps to pestle the thick trunk of the tree.

After delaying for a while, a playful little peach blossom that slowly fell fell on Jiang Ci's nose with a dancing posture.

The little one is much more immature than his siblings, and when it bears the pink petals, it eagerly shows its multiplicity to the people.

"Ahh Little Peach Blossom scratched Jiang Ci's nose like a kitten, making him itch to sneeze, and some funny looks amused Wei Wei who was not far away.

She raised her mouth and smiled as she walked to Jiang Ci's side, stood on tiptoe and stretched out a small hand to stroke the fallen flowers on his hair and shoulders for him, but when her hand touched the tip of his nose and wanted to take down the naughty little flower for him, Jiang Ci was ashamed and took a step back embarrassedly.

He shook his head, and the little peach blossom fell reluctantly, and after a while, it was lifted by the sudden evening breeze and flew into the distance.

"Jiang Ci is so stupid, he is a little flower, be careful that the little worm falls on you!"

Xu is Fang Cai Jiang retreated and refused Wei Wei to take the flower from the tip of his nose for him, which made our flesh face bag a little unhappy, pulled his eyelids and made a grimace at him, saying the most ruthless "cruel words" that her mind could think of.

Jiang Ci just smiled, and just wanted to reply, but Mama opened her mouth first and approached them, Wei Wei saw Mama coming, and her body automatically reacted a little fearfully, and she leaned close to Jiang Ci's side. And Mama just glanced at Wei Wei, and then put on a false smile at Jiang Ci: "Young master, you are here to enjoy the flowers, but the old slave is afraid that the embroidery loom is too loud, disturbing your purity, and this is only a peach tree, it is inevitably monotonous, the old slave sees the flowers blooming in the back garden, according to the old slave's humble opinion, young master, you might as well go there to enjoy the flowers, it must be a different elegance." ”

Although Jiang Ci is a stupid young master with no emotional intelligence on weekdays, he is the kind of girl who covers her belly and says that she has a stomachache, he will only say that he drinks more warm water, but at this moment, he can still understand the meaning revealed in Mama's words, isn't this just driving himself away?

"Mama, are you going to drive this son away?" He raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mama, who hurriedly lowered her head and whispered, "Old slave...... The old slave didn't dare. ”

"My son is here today, firstly, to enjoy the flowers, and secondly, to see how the young lady embroidered the robe for me is progressing."

After Jiang Ci finished speaking, he took Wei Wei into the embroidery workshop, ignoring the gentle words of the grandmother behind him.

When the embroidery girls in the embroidery workshop saw their young master coming, they all stopped what they were doing and got up to salute him.

Jiang Ci waved his hand and motioned for them to sit down, and the embroidery girls dared to sit down and then devote themselves to embroidery and needlework.

But before the dress touched the stool and chair, the grandmother who followed in stretched out her index finger and scolded them sternly: "Didn't you see the young master coming?" Still sitting like an ancestor! Don't hurry up and salute, you really ate the leopard's gall! ”

Mama looks like a master, completely forgetting what her identity is, in front of this master, where is her turn to point fingers.

Jiang Ci turned around and scolded with some indignation: "Mama, they have already saluted just now, it was Ben Gongzi who asked them to sit down, and he wanted them to get up and salute again, who is it for?" For you? ”

The current Jiang Ci was still not very happy about Tang Yu's unintentional mistakes, and this grandmother made several insulting remarks, which angered him even more.

He thought that Mama was a kind and loving woman, but it seems that he has to change his concept now.

Mama saw his indignant appearance, and hurriedly squatted down and apologized: "No, it's not like this, young master, how dare the old slave have such intentions!" ”

Jiang Ci was too lazy to talk to this grandmother again, so he snorted and pulled up the meat-faced bag beside him, planning to go with her to see the clothes she embroidered for herself.

But when his hand touched Wei Wei's ankle, she subconsciously shook off his hand, and with the other hand, she held the position that he had just pinched, baring her teeth in pain.

Did you hurt her too hard? But no matter how I bullied this girl before, I didn't see her hurt like this.

Jiang Ci then remembered all the abnormalities of Wei Wei in recent days, coupled with the fact that he saw the true appearance of this grandmother reprimanding her subordinates today, presumably, Wei Wei must have suffered under this woman, but he didn't say anything in his stomach.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a wave of worry in his heart.

"Flesh-faced bag, what's wrong with you? Did I hurt you? Show me. Jiang Ci was about to take her hand and inspect it, but Wei Wei broke free.

She covered her hands and raised her eyes, and squeezed out a comforting smile at Jiang Ci: "It's okay, Wei Wei has nothing to do." ”

But her eyes couldn't hide Jiang Ci, especially when she looked at Mama, her eyes were full of fear like a fawn fearing a hunter.

"Wei Wei, tell me the truth, did someone bully you?" Jiang Ci said to her, but her eyes were staring at Mama viciously, and Mama trembled slightly in panic.

But Wei Wei still didn't speak, just bit his lip and shook his head.

"Young master, the slave knows what's going on!"

At this moment, a crisp female voice came from the spinning wheel behind, and everyone looked at the back, she was the little embroidery girl who had bumped into Mama last time.