Lao Zhuangtou's daughter-in-law is a plump and round woman, wearing a half-new Hunan skirt, smiling politely.

Obviously misunderstood that she was a certain young lady in Qi Mansion, Ji Juan was about to explain a few sentences, and Qi Jia's voice came.

"Not yet?"

When the woman heard this, she hurriedly smiled and helped Ji Juan to Qi Jia, "Miss is coming to the Grange for the first time, if there is any discomfort, just tell me." ”

Seeing that her attitude was much warmer, Ji Juan just smiled and responded, thinking that Qi Gongzi didn't want to have any side effects, so she didn't let her say more.

After entering the courtyard, Ji Juan saw the courtyard clearly.

Said that the big courtyard, there is a shadow wall and a row of long-term workers living in the house, the old Zhuangtou family also lives there, the back cover room is the place to feed horses and chickens and ducks, the eyes exude a faint smell of wormwood, obviously the yard that has just been cleaned, is the residence of the main family.

Looking at the two main rooms and the two ear rooms on the left and right, Changqing glanced back at the hibiscus, hibiscus, Yingchun, and the peony in front, Yuesheng often followed, and couldn't help but ask Ji Juan in a low voice: "How can this be lived, do you have to let the girl squeeze with them?" But I can't squeeze it! ”

The maximum number of people in the transept is two, and there are seven or eight of them......

"Qi Gongzi will arrange it." Ji Juan patted Changqing and asked her not to say much.

Qi Jia went straight into the house, and the four flowers followed in, Ji Juan and Changqing looked at each other, not knowing whether to continue to stand in place or go in together.

The raindrops on the oil-paper umbrella fell on his shoulders, and gradually became wet, Ji Juan still pulled Changqing into the house, but only stood at the door.

Caiko came out and called the two of them in.

This house is not big, not as big as the main house of the Tibetan Pavilion, the furnishings in the house are simple and natural, not vulgar and indecent, it is the golden mean.

There was an official green tent hanging on the beech wood shelf bed, and Qi Jia sat on the edge of the bed, thoughtful.

"Today you will rest in my room."

"Huh?"

"You live in my house." Qi Jia repeated it briefly, still with that breezy look.

Caiko and Fleur looked at each other, both of them in shock!

Lonely men and widows, this is not very good, right?

Changqing was the first to come out to protect him, but Qi Jia said: "There is a blue yarn cabinet next to it, and if there is a bed, you will rest there." ”

Originally... That's not what it means! Ji Juan's mood had a big ups and downs, and then she calmed down, but she lived under a roof, not sharing a bed, and besides, there was a maid on duty at night, so she nodded busily.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

In the early morning of the next day, the moment Ji Juan stepped out of the door, she felt several hot eyes fall on her.

The head of the old village I saw yesterday led the big class of people at the door and waited for Qi Jia to meet her, and she broke out so well, which just made everyone look hot.

A daughter-in-law who thought she was smart smiled and bowed: "Madam! ”

Ji Juan was so frightened that she almost went up the tree, ma'am! Who is Madame?

"I'm not ......" Ji Juan tried to explain, but his voice was interrupted again.

"The old man and the old lady went early, in the past twenty years, the son has supported the court, delayed, and now there is a person who serves closely, and the Qi family incense is hopeful!"

"Yes, yes, Mrs. was born very handsome, and the future son will definitely be a beautiful man!"

As soon as you say a word, Ji Wan Changqing can't insert half a sentence.

"Ahem......"

There was a coughing sound in the room, and everyone stopped talking.

Qi Jia's slender figure appeared at the door.