Chapter Ninety-Seven: Run-in Stage

When Ling'er heard Chen Xiaoyun ask, she knew that she didn't want to come into contact with so many people, so she explained: "This is what I picked out to go, and Miss can choose a few more from them." Not all of them have to go. ”

Li Yi nodded, fortunately not! If so many homes were to go, she would really refuse outright.

Picking up the post on the table, she listened to Ling'er explain why she chose these people while reading it. Ling'er said how prominent the family background of these five people is, how inextricably linked they are with the royal family, and what kind of interests are tied between these five families.

I spoke very carefully and agreed to understand. It is not an exaggeration to describe it in simple terms. It's just that, apart from these, Li Yi still cares about one thing, and she hasn't said it all the time.

"Aunt Ling'er is bothered."

Ling'er was given by her mother, and her abilities were shown by the people she had chosen—very thoughtful indeed. The choice she made for Li Yi, Li Yi couldn't find any problems, but she didn't know herself well enough, so she thought about it a little less.

Ling'er will be the housekeeper in the yard in the future, she is her right-hand man, and she should be the person she trusts the most. In order for her to take on such a role, the two must understand each other and be honest with each other at this moment.

When she encounters something uncomfortable, speaking out is a kind of benign communication.

It's just how to make Aunt Ling'er accept it willingly, it's really a little difficult.

"It is the honor of the slave to share the worries of the young lady." Ling'er heard the unfinished meaning of Li Yi's words, and took the initiative to hand her the words: "I don't know what Miss thinks of the person chosen by the slave maid?" ”

She hoped that the young lady would be honest and honest, even if none of the five young ladies were satisfied, it would not matter, and she could guess the young lady's preferences from the young lady's words. The worst result is that Miss is unwilling to tell her anything, then she will still not be able to understand Miss's true thoughts in the future, and she will have to spend a lot of effort to guess her likes and dislikes in the future.

The two have a tacit understanding on the issue of "being honest with each other".

"You choose people reasonably, you have clear ideas, and you analyze the relationship between each family very thoroughly, and you are worthy of being trained by your mother."

didn't directly say which one he wanted, it was clearly a statement that he wanted to suppress the first - Ling'er's heart couldn't help but be heavy.

"Just ......"

Here she is, to say that she is dissatisfied with herself.

"I didn't communicate with you in advance, and it was my problem to make clear the criteria for selecting people with you."

Hey? Miss didn't blame me, but blamed herself?

"Miss, don't say that. I should have asked you about your preferences beforehand. The nervousness disappeared, and she realized that she had not done it perfectly, and a trace of guilt rose in her heart. The young lady can condescend to her like this and put the responsibility on her in order to give herself face.

"Aunt Ling'er, let's communicate again." Li Yi pulled up Ling'er, who wanted to make amends, let her sit beside her, and said slowly: "I'm lazy and don't like to socialize with people, you should know this, right?" ”

Ling'er nodded, she had been with Madame for so many years, and she could be regarded as watching the young lady grow up, so she naturally had an understanding of her character. In the past, Miss's personality could be described by the word "lazy", and "withdrawn" was almost the same.

I don't go out of the yard door on weekdays, and I don't fall once a day when I fix it. However, apart from a respectful salute, no superfluous words will be spoken. Every time, the lady took the initiative to care and asked her about her diet and rest, and her answer was simple. The two sons felt sorry for her, and brought her some novelties outside, and she just said thank you indifferently when she accepted it, without any mood fluctuations. If it weren't for the blood relationship and understanding her temperament, how could anyone stand such coldness?