The sky is slightly bright, the emerald bamboo forest seems to be able to rise up a pale green mist, it looks very light and beautiful from a distance, the bamboo is ethereal, light, and it is chic in this misty morning.

There is a delicate bamboo house in the bamboo forest, which is said to be exquisite, which has a terrace, a courtyard, and a small bamboo pavilion in the back garden.

The bamboo house is hidden in the forest, like a hermit dressed in green clothes, wandering in the forest and singing lightly, indescribably calm.

"Squeak", one of the rooms on the west side of the bamboo house opened, and a delicate and graceful face was poked out, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, although it was not very beautiful, but it was seven points of gentleness, and it was amiable to watch.

She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a double head and a circle of thin pearls on both sides, which was very elegant and beautiful.

She glanced at the sky, frowned slightly, and whispered to the house: "Jingying, you lazy girl, didn't you sleep late last night, you still can't get up when it's dawn, do you have to get up until the sun basks your buttocks?" Hurry up, I have to wait for my husband to freshen up and eat. ”

Although she said it softly, she had a look of seriousness that was rare at this age. After a while, there was a noise in the room, and a crisp but slightly helpless voice came out: "I said Sister Zhu Yao, you can spare me." Where did the gentleman get up so early, this bird has just called? It's in time, it's in time! ”

The maid who was called "Zhu Yao" by the people in the other room didn't think so, and went downstairs and went straight to the kitchen. After a while, the kitchen smoke rises, and in the early morning light, the whole bamboo forest looks even more ethereal and light.

Just as she was cooking on the fire, the little maid who was called "Jingying" got up lazily. She is about a year old Xiaozhuyao, but she looks more agile, with a ruddy face on her small face, a round face with a touch of redness, healthy and full of vitality. A pair of big eyes are like black grapes, full of aura, but now these beautiful eyes are sleepy and half-open and half-closed.

She looked in the direction where the smoke was rising, and had to reluctantly step down the bamboo building.

Zhu Yao was watching intently as the fire licked the bottom of the pot, and a fragrance came out of the pot. The charcoal fire cracked and burned very vigorously. She saw Jing Ying yawning over, and hurriedly said, "Quick, help me watch the fire, I still have to go to the well to wash my husband's face." ”

Jing Ying yawned, squatted on the small bamboo stool in front of the stove, shook her cute head and said casually: "Sister Zhu Yao, Mr. hasn't gotten up yet, why are you fetching water so early." Could it be that you want to burn it again and serve it again? Last time, Mr. said, don't be so troublesome. ”

She added a few pieces of firewood to the stove as she spoke, and the sleepiness hit again, so she had to hold her eyelids and not close them immediately...... She shook her head and wanted to sleep again.

When Zhu Yao heard this, her slender eyebrows wrinkled imperceptibly and said, "The well water is too cold, Mr. is cold, you can't just serve it like this, right?" ”

Jing Ying's head paused heavily, and then she woke up a little temporarily, and she pouted and whispered: "Sister Zhu Yao is careful, no wonder Mr. always praises you and not me." ”

Although her voice was small, she was heard by Zhu Yao, she shook her head, picked up the bucket and walked out quickly.

Jingying had no one nagging around, and the stove fire was burning brightly, dispelling the chill of getting up early, and in a warm ocean, she sank into sleep again......