Chapter 97: A Bit of Someone's Heart

In the past few days, Xian Yu mackerel has taken leave to recuperate at home on the grounds of illness.

Although the injury is not serious, it is inevitable that people will suspect that the last car accident was related to her.

Hua Xiaocrisp sees the mackerel every day, either staying in the room to do homework, reading books, or teasing the little blue cat, all of which are bored for her.

"Miss, don't you wealthy ladies like shopping?"

Xian Yu Ma replied while flipping through the book: "It's that I don't like shopping." ”

Because of the special nature of her body, she rarely goes out shopping since she was a child, and occasionally she has to be accompanied by Ning Wenyan or her brother on the street, so she is more at ease.

Hua Xiaocrisp didn't know these things. She leaned over to Xianyu mackerel and asked curiously, "Is this book that good?" ”

Hua Xiaocui's family was poor, and he worked in the countryside more than he studied, and finally graduated from junior high school, and was sent to the imperial city to work as a servant in Nangong Villa.

In her eyes, she has only seen textbooks, but has never seen other types of books.

She was very curious to see that the desk in the mackerel's room was full of all kinds of books; But Su Cha wouldn't let her touch it.

Xian Yu Ma put down the book about galaxy civilization in his hand and asked Hua Xiaokuan: "Do you like to read?" ”

Hua Xiaobi couldn't tell whether she liked it or not, but said: "I don't read well, and I don't know some words." ”

Xian Yu Ma asked again: "Then do you want to see it?" ”

Hua Xiaocrisp looked like she was embarrassed to say it, and Xian Yu Ma pulled out a thinner storybook from the bookshelf and handed it to her.

"The content of this book is relatively simple, there are no obscure words, and the story is quite interesting. Flip through it when you have time to see if you're interested. ”

Hua Xiaoxuan took it cautiously and smiled very happily: "Thank you, Miss, I will definitely cherish it well and won't crumple it!" ”

Xian Yu Mackerel heard this and felt a little weird: "Reading a book will be crumpled a lot, it doesn't matter." ”

Hua Xiaoxuan immediately said: "That's not good, Sister Su Cha said, Miss's things can't be broken!" ”

Xian Yu Ma understood and smiled at her: "As long as you don't break it." If you feel interested, come back to another book after reading it, and if you encounter a word you don't understand, look it up in the dictionary yourself, or come and ask me. ”

As he spoke, he gave her the dictionary.

"Thank you, Miss!" Hua Xiaocrisp's face was excited.

It can be seen that she really likes to read, but she has never had the opportunity.

She happily went downstairs with the book, met Su Cha, and hurriedly showed off to her: "Sister Su Cha, Miss agreed to let me read her book!" ”

After saying that, he grinned and went back to his room.

Su Cha went upstairs, saw Xian Yu mackerel, and said uneasily: "Miss, Hua Xiaocrisp has always been frizzy, you lend her the book, in case she breaks it......"

Xian Yu Ma disagreed: "It's good if the book is broken and sticky, and the most important thing is that she can learn from the book." If you are also interested, you can find this book and read it yourself. ”

Su Cha said: "We are just servants, and it is useless to read so many books......

"Reading is a hobby, so why do you have to think about whether it's useful?" Xianyu mackerel was a little incomprehensible, "And what's wrong with the maid?" It's true that you work as a domestic helper, but you don't have a rule that you can't have your own hobbies! ”

"......" Su Cha was speechless for a while.

Su Cha is older than Hua Xiaoku, but because she grew up in the villa since she was a child, she was taught to abandon everything she had and only be loyal to her master.

Xian Yu Ma felt that this kind of servile education had made Su Cha lose the thinking of those normal people in Hua Xiaoxuan.

She got up, picked up the little blue cat from the nest, and stuffed it into Su Cha's hand: "In the future, after work, you can read if you want to read, and if you want to pet the cat, it doesn't matter." ”

Su Cha held the little blue cat stiffly, and her expression was a little unnatural: "Miss, I, I don't like cats......"

Xian Yu Ma smiled playfully: "Hehe, I thought you would say that a maid can't hate anything for the sake of his master." ”

Su Cha gritted her teeth: "If Miss ......"

Xian Yu mackerel took the little blue cat back from Su Cha's hand: "You can protect me with all your strength for work; But I don't need you to give up your hobbies for me, and even the things you hate have to accept.

You should learn this from Hua Xiaocui. ”

Su Cha lowered her head and didn't say a word.

Xian Yu Ma knew that it was impossible for Su Cha to change his mind immediately, so he could only take his time.

She gave Su Cha a task: "It's cold, I want to buy a scarf for my mother, you can help me run to the mall." By the way, buy another one for yourself, Aunt Rong and Hua Xiaocui. ”

"Miss, I don't have to ......" Su Cha wanted to say that she didn't need it.

"It's okay, just take it as my gift to you."

Xian Yu Ma said this, and Su Cha couldn't refuse: "Yes." ”

"By the way, you take Hua Xiaocrisp with you, she loves to go shopping." Xian Yu Mackerel said again.

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In the afternoon, Su Cha went shopping with the elated Hua Xiaocui.

Xian Yu mackerel took a lunch break and went downstairs with the little blue cat in his arms.

As soon as I walked to the living room, I heard a familiar voice: "Brother He, it's been a while, have you missed me?" ”

This is Aunt Rong's granddaughter Jiang Xiaoling, she happened to come to the mansion for something, and when she saw Jiang Beihe, she was very happy to stick up.

Jiang Beihe took two steps back, distanced himself from her, looked at the bag in her hand and said, "What's in it?" ”

Jiang Xiaoling slipped the bag up and said with a smile: "My mother asked me to send a few new clothes to my grandmother, and when I entered the door, Brother Xiao Gao had just checked it." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Yonghe didn't have anything to say, and turned around to leave.

Jiang Xiaoling hurriedly ran to him to stop him, then took out a blue scarf from the bag and handed it to him: "Brother He, this is what I knitted for you." ”

Jiang Yonghe looked at the scarf in her hand and was expressionless: "I don't need it." ”

"How can it not be used? It's warm to wear in winter! ”

Jiang Xiaoling put the bag on the ground, grabbed the scarf in his hand, and tiptoed to put it on Jiang Yonghe's neck.

Jiang Yonghe frowned and blocked it with one arm: "I'm not afraid of the cold." ”

Jiang Xiaoling took the opportunity to hang the scarf on his hand, and pouted coquettishly: "Brother He, this is someone's heart, you can accept it!" ”

Jiang Yonghe was about to return it when he saw Xianyu mackerel coming over.

She pinched the scarf and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Ling, where did you buy this scarf?" The quality is very good, I asked Su Cha to go over and buy two. ”

Jiang Xiaoling's face was slightly embarrassed: "This ...... I knit it myself. ”

"You knitted?"

Xian Yu Ma took the scarf off Jiang Beihe's hand, looked at it carefully, and praised: "Xiao Ling, your hands are really skillful, this stitch is knitted more neatly than a machine!" ”

Jiang Xiaoling's face flushed weakly: "Uh, this is nothing......"

As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Rong came out of the cellar, and when she saw Jiang Xiaoling, she reprimanded: "You kid, today is not the weekend, what are you doing here?" ”

"Grandma, I didn't go to the school sports meeting today, so I specially sent you clothes." Jiang Xiaoling was very aggrieved.

"Oh, didn't you tell your mom that you don't have to send me clothes. Will I still be short of food and clothing here? Aunt Rong muttered in disgust.

Seeing the scarf in the mackerel's hand, he pouted and said, "I have several scarves to buy for!" ”

"Aunt Rong, this is Xiao Ling's weaving." Xian Yu explained for Jiang Xiaoling.

"What?" Aunt Rong's eyes widened, "She can't even tie wool threads, and she can knit scarves?" ”