"Xuanyue, do you know, the senior sister of the literary society who was scolded by Hong Feng cried with me for a long time in the club, she is a relatively strong person with a strong sense of responsibility, so the review of the manuscripts submitted by the new students is very strict and impartial."

Zhou Junlan knelt on the bed and sent a text message to Xu Xuanyue.

Knock knock, knock on the door.

"Miss Zhou, the master called you down for dinner." A woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Well, right away." Zhou Junlan knocked on the wall.

The maid at the door put her ear to the door, still unable to hear what Zhou Junlan said, but she did hear a knock from inside the door, so she nodded: "Please Miss hurry up, grandpa is urging." With that, he took off his apron and trotted downstairs to clean up the kitchen with another maid.

In fact, the tiles in the kitchen have been polished, but Master Zhou still ordered to wipe them a few more times, so that the young lady could not be stained with a little dust.

They have been in the industry for 10 years, and the two of them have the same idea: they have never felt that the head of the family is more difficult to serve than the family, but there has never been a higher bid than the family, and it is precisely because of this that they are reluctant to leave here and work hard, but fortunately, the daughter of the family is friendly and has a difference from her parents.

A flowing silk white dress slowly moved downstairs, the girl wearing it was quiet and beautiful, stepping on broken steps, and the marble tile staircase under her feet was still bright and reflective.

"Lan Lan." A man sitting at the dining table had a solemn posture, and the next second he saw Zhou Junlan, his eyes were full of pampering, and he beckoned to her: "Come and eat." ”

To his left sat a woman with heavy makeup, and when she saw Zhou Junlan coming downstairs, the corners of her mouth unconsciously provoked a trace of displeasure, and then smiled stiffly and catered to her.

Zhou Junlan sat on the bench with her skirt and felt a different touch: "Dad, why did you change the chair?" ”

"Oh, it's winter, it's time for a change, it's cold to sit on the wood."

He stretched out his hand, and then the heating air floating from above: "No matter how much this central air conditioner blows, it can't blow the bench surface." ”

Zhou Junlan pursed her lips, and had to say that she preferred the chair she used to sit on, perhaps because of her habit of remembering the old, she had a strong nostalgia for all old things.

The table is full of fragrant dishes, and Zhou Junlan has never had an appetite, because these dishes are not made by the family. Compared with these delicacies from the mountains and seas, she prefers the half bowl of tile fish that the cafeteria aunt smiled at when she lived in the school, and that dish was like the taste of her mother's cooking.

During the whole meal, the servants were cleaning the kitchen, and there could not be a trace of dust left in every corner; Every bottle and jar must be placed in its original position; Every breath of air must not have the slightest smell of oil.

Ironically, the owner of the house never went into the kitchen.

After dinner, Zhou Junlan was asked by her father about the situation at school.

It's okay, it's okay, thank you, it's a common phrase she uses to prevaricate.

It wasn't until Zhou Junlan walked upstairs, closed the door, closed the curtains, and plunged the spacious and tidy bedroom into darkness that Zhou Junlan felt at ease and at ease.

In the past, Zhou Junlan would be in front of the desk, turn on the lamp, open the books Ke Yuhan had read recently, and imagine that she was sitting side by side with him, immersed in the same world.

But today is different, when she returned to the room, she hurriedly jumped on the bed to check the message that Xu Xuanyue had replied to herself, and at the dinner table, she was not allowed to do anything other than eating and chatting.

"Well, I get it! Just look at Lan Lan, I will definitely teach Hong Feng a lesson. ”

The message was sent within half a minute of going downstairs, Xu Xuanyue was the fastest person Zhou Junlan had ever seen, and even when she sent a message in the middle of the night, Xu Xuanyue could wake up and reply to the message with sleepy eyes.

"Just went to dinner. I don't want to rectify Hong Feng's classmates, but I think he really did something wrong in this matter, and the senior sister is thinking about it for the club, and there is nothing wrong with it, so I hope Hong Feng can really realize his mistake and apologize to the senior sister. ”

I really don't like Hong Feng's personality and way of doing things, but I don't have any trouble with him, I just hope that the things he entrusts to me can be handled properly.

"Come on, let me tell you, people like Hong Feng, if they don't fight violence with violence, how can they surrender, you have to believe me, Ke Yuhan and I can handle it! Not to mention him, give me a moment to think about the plan. ”

Zhou Junlan smiled across the screen, thinking about when she would be as confident and smart as Xu Xuanyue, would she be able to express her heart to Ke Yuhan?

"Well, then I'll wait for your good news and tell me if you have any needs."

“no problem!”

Zhou Junlan put down her mobile phone, got into the quilt, turned on the bedside lamp, took out a printed photo from under the pillow, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Lan Lan?"

"Huh?" She hurriedly tucked the picture back under her pillow, and suddenly realized that she had just shouted so loudly.

The voice at the door paused, as if he was frightened by this voice: "That, don't be afraid, Lan Lan, I'm your Aunt Zhao." ”

Aunt Zhao outside the door coughed lightly, and then said, "I have something I want to say to Lan Lan, can I come in?" ”

Zhou Junlan lifted the quilt and got up and opened the curtains, only then did she find that there was a drizzle outside, and the cold colors covered the world outside the window, and she couldn't help but feel a chill in the warm room.

"Yes, come in."

"Huh?" Aunt Zhao felt as if there was a human voice in the room, but she couldn't hear what she was saying, until there was a knock on the wall from inside the door, and she got the signal to answer and unscrew the handle.

Zhou Junlan in the room was setting up a chair and smiling at Aunt Zhao who came in.

Both of them sat with their skirts in surprisingly unison, and if they didn't say anything, others would have mistaken the two of them for mother and daughter, even if they were polite and unnatural.

Aunt Zhao rubbed her hands together and stared at the floor for a while, silent, as if she was thinking of a wording.

"Lan Lan, what do you think, how is Aunt Zhao?"

"That's good." Zhou Junlan actually guessed the purpose of her conversation before she entered the door.

"Hmm." Aunt Zhao was silent for a while, and Zhou Junlan had no intention of answering. "You said that I have been at your Zhou family for half a year, and I don't know if you are used to me here, which is really a bit dereliction of duty."

Zhou Junlan smiled: "There's nothing you're not used to, Aunt Zhao." ”

"I know, I'm definitely not as good as your mother, Aunt Zhao and I ......" she said this, her throat choked: "I didn't expect you to call my mother, but Aunt Zhao really wants to be good to your family, do you believe Aunt Zhao?" ”

"Well, I do." The words are simple, and there is no mud and water.

The two servants in the kitchen chatted secretly.

"Hey, you see this hostess is beautiful."

"Well, the makeup is quite expensive."

"Only 29! 16 years younger than the old man! ”

"Yo? What's going on? ”

"Hey, what's going on, I found a small one and kicked the original partner. I heard that the young lady's mother has now emigrated abroad, and the mother and daughter have not seen each other for many years. ”