Mo Yuyan didn't mention it, and Sheng Qiuxiao didn't ask, but he could see at a glance that the relationship between the two was remarkable. She knew the existence of the divorced son, and she didn't think that Moyu Oiran was a half-hearted and ungrateful woman who lingered among the flowers. So...... What exactly?

In this manor, Mr. Yin is the owner, and they are the Moyu Oiran...... Is it really just a personal guest?

Qiu Xiao quickly recalled what she had seen and heard, Xiao Ju didn't know what was going on, but her sister's silence was shocked by the wealth of the Zhoulai Villa - she herself was like this, she came from a humble background, grew up from a snack of chaff and vegetables, and saw the magnificence of another world at first glance, it was really like entering the Yaotai fairyland, thousands of envy choked her throat, and she was stunned in vain.

The days in the Leng Xiang Pavilion are not sad, especially since she followed Miss Sheng, Xiaoju's treatment is very different from before. But Ronghua is the master's, Sheng Qiuxiao is still a slave in front of the two pavilion masters, how can he compare here, and all the treatment is the same as that Oiran lady.

The red lotus fragrant rice was steamed softly and distinctly grained, exuding a warm smell that did not belong to them. Xiao Ju set up a bowl of rice, smelled the strong grain aroma of millet rice, and quietly swallowed her saliva.

In addition to these, there are a few other home-cooked dishes, but they are not ordinary portals that can afford to spend every day. The taro in scallion oil is cooked and soft, the jade tofu is salty and fresh, and the pork skin is slightly charred, and the bite is crispy and tender. At the bottom of the food box is a bowl of Longjing chicken soup and a plate of two pickles.

"Sister, it's all right, you can eat." Xiao Ju's hands were stained with the fragrance of food, her palms were sweaty, she pinched her clothes, and retreated far away to wait, never daring to get closer.

She was very afraid of the rich and noble, lest she would not be able to resist the temptation, and Miss Sheng would definitely see something strange, so she would pull her to eat some together. It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, how can you be willing to go back to the time when you eat bran vegetables.

Qiu Xiao sat down with the corner of her skirt, and a plate of pink and red cherry dumplings in front of her was stuffy all the way in the food box, which had slightly faded from the original crystal clear color, and still tempted people's index fingers.

As soon as I got a look, this set of cups, saucers and bowls are exquisitely sized, with meticulous workmanship patterns, inadvertently revealing the elegance of the host's house, which is probably exclusively for outsiders who do not go to the court. The person in the kitchen sent two pairs of dishes and chopsticks, the other one was simple, and it was forgotten in the corner of the food box, Sheng Qiuxiao saw it, and reached out to take it and put it opposite him.

"With your pair of chopsticks, you can sit." She turned her face and smiled at Xiao Ju.

The maid excused herself for a while, but she was still pulled by Qiu Xiao and went to the kang. Xiaoju has her own worries, and Qiu Xiao also has her own reasoning: if everyone looks forward and backward, who will be happy? You and my master and servant have face in front of the small pavilion master, and can come out to see the world, this is a great blessing, it is not good to give birth, do you have to throw it out and destroy the heavens?

Xiao Ju was moved, and she really couldn't stand the hungry agitation. If the two finally sat opposite each other, the master and servant were as usual, eating quietly and not talking much.

"Sister...... pulled out half a bowl of rice, Xiao Ju raised her head with a slurp, and laid a spoonful of tender jade tofu for Qiu Xiao, "The slave maid is bold and has many words, looking at the Oiran lady's sincerity to her sister, why doesn't my sister go with her?" The first time I came to the door, I ...... will be laughed at for not knowing how to be polite. ”

Qiu Xiao was gentle and tolerant, and never said a word heavy, Xiao Ju still considered the words when she talked to her. The rough maid works hard all day long, is bullied, and lives at the bottom, so that he often knows how to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages. Everyone can see that this mountain villa is by no means idle, and since it has been officially invited to the table, it is time to go happily and thank you.

Avoiding it is really embarrassing...... Not only is the main family not annoyed, but they still treat each other politely, which is the upbringing of others, but it is not necessarily how big the face of Miss Sheng is.

"Silly girl, I know you're worried about me. Jokes are jokes, but if you really have a bad reputation, it's good......"

Sheng Qiuxiao stopped his chopsticks, muttered in a low voice, and took a piece of cherry dumplings and bit them slowly. The dim sum has been cooled a little, and the fruit filling is slightly stagnant, like a jelly that melts lightly, and the snow cotton is half crispy. Unlike Oiran Mo, she doesn't have a sweet tooth, but she fell in love with this sweet and fluffy snack at once.

The maid on the opposite side was puzzled, pinched the chopsticks, and cast two stupid glances. A pair of small pear vortices sunk into the corner of Qiu Xiao's mouth, and continued: "Aren't you also shocked when you see the degree of furnishings here?" Our sister Yan is beautiful, but her temperament is so strong, no matter how rich Mr. Yin is, it is difficult to impress the hearts of beauties with Ah Du. ”

She couldn't help but shake her head when she thought of the gossip of the woman in Su Rili. There is no lack of criticism in the Leng Xiang Pavilion, all of which start from the hot and sour eyes of jealousy, saying that Mo Yan Yaoshi has no doctor and is obedient, but he has a good-looking face and a good pipa, and the position of Oiran should have been given way to Xian.

However, Oiran ...... What is an Oiran? Qing is a leader, amazing, not greedy for gold and jade, not moving joy and sorrow, it can be seen as if the heavenly fairy E mistakenly voted for the mortal fetus, and the prince and noble daughter fell to the people.

The so-called perverse, the so-called domineering, is just a vicious slander and vinegar resentment after the dust is beyond reach.

His thoughts stopped abruptly, Qiu Xiao suppressed the inconspicuous sarcasm at the corner of his lips, and his tone was still as indifferent as a chrysanthemum: "So, these two people will only meet by fate and become close friends and confidants." When I meet close friends, I must have a confidant to say, what kind of fun do I have with the past? Besides, how can I be able to get on someone else's seat with such an unbearable identity. ”

"Sister?"

Xiao Ju's face suddenly turned red, her round eyes widened, and she shouted out in a voice, panicking to distinguish.

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about, you obviously didn't ......"

What a secret thing that is! Her words stuck to her lips again, and she didn't spit or swallow. Since the day of the Chinese Valentine's Day, everyone has recognized it, Sheng's Qiuxiao hung a red name, called the flower card, and took over the position of watching the warbler, only this little girl who was waiting on the side day and night knew how clean Miss Sheng's person and body were.

"So what?" Qiu Xiao's eyes were indifferent, and his smile was subtle and shallow, "Yes or no, Sheng Qiu Xiao is the red girl of Lengxiang Pavilion." As a human being, many things, as long as you have a clear conscience, you don't need to care what others say. Especially for us women, if we have to take care of everything, where will there be a way to live? ”

Xiaoju is a simple person, and after listening to it for a long time, she only felt that what her sister said was some big truths, as if she could understand it, but it seemed to be stuck in her head, and she couldn't digest it all at once.

Blocked by something, this little girl felt for the first time what the word "profound" was, and the red lotus rice in the bowl was also tasteless.