"It's done!"

Ling Jiu'er looked at the tattered scarf in front of her and showed a knowing smile.

Ling Jiu'er looked at the hand-knitted scarf in front of her, although many linemen still had deficiencies, but on the whole it was better than all the ones she had knitted before.

It was a khaki scarf, and the thread was very thick, but it was also made by Ling Jiu'er with a lot of effort.

For this scarf, Ling Jiu'er can be regarded as having worked hard, and for this reason, her hand has been poked by the long needle of the scarf many times.

Ling Jiu'er's hands are particularly slender, like clotted fat, in He Sheng's words, this looks like a hand that has never done housework.

It's Ling Jiu'er, who usually doesn't even bother to do housework, would actually put a whole towel for the fabric that she had worked so hard for at home, I'm afraid even she was surprised.

The maid outside the house came over, it was really lunch time, it happened that the master and the lady were not at home, she was here to bring lunch to Ling Jiu'er.

"Miss, it's lunch today." The woman walked respectfully, and on the cart was a silver plate covered with a porcelain lid.

Ling Jiu'er had been busy at home for a morning, it was supposed to be a rest day, she would not waste all this time doing this kind of thing, but for Jiang Yize's sake, she endured it.

"I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry......" Ling Jiu'er didn't hide her desire for food at all, she ran forward in three steps and two steps, that posture, I didn't know and thought she was going to eat the maid alive!

The maid was not surprised by Ling Jiu'er's appearance at all, as if she was not surprised, she bent down and easily avoided Ling Jiu'er.

"Miss, this is indecent." The maid has a good relationship with Ling Jiu'er, so she can naturally say this kind of thing.

"Slightly, people are hungry, Xiao Chen, hurry up, uncover it quickly, I can't wait."

Although Ling Jiu'er couldn't clearly see the real appearance of the food, the fragrance had aroused her cravings, and she looked at the silver plate in front of her and swallowed her saliva.

If she hadn't had some reason now, she might have been unable to wait, so she would have lifted the lid and feasted on it.

The maid couldn't stand Ling Jiu'er's unreserved appearance, she sighed, and seemed to be helpless about Ling Jiu'er's behavior.

Immediately afterwards, the maid took out a snow-white silk scarf from the pocket of her black-and-white checkered dress, and gently lifted the porcelain lid that shone on the food.

However, after seeing the full face of the food, it was visible to the naked eye, and Ling Jiu'er's smile froze.

On the silver plate is some green broccoli, the main dish is pasta drizzled with tomato sauce, and a small piece of filet mignon is cut on the side, which should be medium-rare and particularly tender.

It should have been a decent lunch, with meat, vegetables, and a main course, and a plate of vegetable salad topped with a white salad dressing and topped with a red cherry tomato.

"Why are these all again?" Ling Jiu'er pouted, and her little face puffed up, looking extremely unhappy.

Ling Jiu'er is really used to these foods, and if she can change some tricks, she can be happier.

Ling Jiu'er's parents lived in the UK for a long time, and their eating habits gradually became Westernized, and even Ling Jiu'er had to suffer with them.

Even if you eat something very delicious, you will feel very greasy, so Ling Jiuer prefers home-cooked stir-fry dishes to those slightly greasy steaks.

For example, those scrambled eggs with tomatoes, or fried shredded pork with green peppers, as long as she can eat these things once, Ling Jiu'er can be happy all day.

I have to say that sometimes for Ling Jiu'er, happiness is so simple.

Even in school, Ling Jiu'er often exchanges meals with Bai Duoduo, not to mention how happy she is.

"What the lord ordered, tomorrow it will be mushroom cream soup and charcoal-grilled chicken breast."

The maid picked up the silver knife and fork and neatly cut the steak into pieces for Ling Jiu'er to eat.

Ling Jiu'er was obviously a little dissatisfied with her father's decision, she pursed her lips, winked at the maid, and said pleadingly: "My dear sister Xiaochen, can you have something else tomorrow?" ”

She really doesn't want to eat Western food anymore, even if she eats white porridge tomorrow, it's better than eating these things to make her happy.

"This ......" The maid looked embarrassed, and did not immediately agree, seeing this scene, Ling Jiu'er held the maid's hand.

She is a little girl, and she is also a good hand when she is coquettish, and she does not seem contrived at all, but has some resentment and cuteness in it.

"My good sister, please." Ling Jiu'er made a very sweet sound, and even he couldn't believe that such a sticky sound could come from her mouth.

This maid has been with her for five years, and the two still have some feelings, so the maid named Xiao Chen doesn't feel very useful.

It is estimated that if it were replaced by a few new maids in my family, I would definitely not dare to disobey Ling Jiu'er's request, but this maid, after all, was also hired with the master's money.

She knew very well in her own heart whose orders she had to obey and whose words she had to obey.

In the face of this messy young lady, she just glanced at her coldly, and said carelessly: "Master, this is for your good, if you really don't want to, then go to the master and talk." ”

Seeing the maid's resolute attitude, Ling Jiu'er instantly felt like she had fallen from heaven to hell, what about the five-year relationship that she had promised? Isn't it just a meal, how can this be!

Although Ling Jiu'er was very reluctant in her heart, there was really no way, the money on her body was controlled by her parents, and even if she wanted to go out to eat, it was estimated that the maid would definitely make a small report.

"Okay, okay, what's stingy, I'll just eat." Ling Jiu'er pursed her mouth angrily, and she no longer spoke in a coquettish tone, but looking at the delicious food in front of her, she really had no appetite at all.

Ling Jiu'er closed her eyes, as if she was looking at death, chewing the food like wax, although the steak was delicious, it seemed to have no taste in her mouth.

The maid saw that Ling Jiu'er was finally willing to eat, and nodded to her with satisfaction, as if she was very satisfied with her behavior.

She wandered around this room aimlessly, who remembered to help Ling Jiu'er clean up the clothes scattered on the ground.