Ying flipped through the loose-leaf notebook in one hand and turned the black gel pen in the other, and there were less than a hundred large sorting boxes left! This consumption rate is really a bit amazing, well, once again glad that she secretly ordered a lot of wooden boxes and large jars in the last world when the master was missing from time to time, after all, think about the people outside who have to keep vigil when she goes and where she sleeps at night, it seems that the possibility of her wanting to do this kind of action again in this life seems to be infinitely close to zero.

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From the notebook to confirm that four of the five things she had drawn, she immediately first packed the begonia fruit that had never been drawn before, labeled, deposited, and registered, and then turned out the box that matched the number mark according to the number registered in the notebook, and put the remaining three items into the box that contained the same kind of items before one by one, and changed the number of registrations, huh? The seeds of the tree are almost piled up in three boxes again, and there is time to make some more wine to consume some~ She remembered that she had grabbed three baskets of plums and two baskets of begonia fruits before, and there seemed to be peaches, ah, I found it, and I remember that there is a basket of peaches here.

As for the turtle fish, they naturally have to open a new jar, although they are too long... Strange, lobe-like body with four eyes and six feet, she was really startled when she saw them for the first time, but the speed at which they produce pearls is very powerful, and she is not good at diving pearls on time and on time every day, so she can only try to give them enough rich space, so as to save them from being squeezed by their own pearls for a long time!

It just so happened that she picked the pearls in the four jars of pearl turtle fish before, and it has been four months since she last time she dived pearls, and the eight pearl turtle fish selflessly contributed a total of 144 pearls of all sizes, and the speed is really powerful.

Ying looked at the large wooden box that was about to be filled and the large and small pearls in which the beads had not dimmed at all, and her heart was full of satisfaction~

On the second day, the sky was getting deeper, and Ying Ying got up, and after washing, she was having breakfast, and Xiangyu opened the curtain and entered the house: "Master, the grids in the backyard have all arrived, and they are waiting at the gate of the courtyard." ”

"Call them back." Jing Ying sandwiched another chopstick and mixed the deer silk, and only the green onion and white silk were left on a shallow plate: "Let's just say that I will concentrate on taking care of Sigege in the future, so as to avoid the rule of asking for peace every day, and in the future, it will be enough to gather together on the fifteenth day of the new year to talk." ”

"Yes, the minion will go."

"Master." Mama Song didn't understand why the master did this: "You are doing this for charity, but if you don't have the rule of serving meals every day, those in the backyard will have to be impetuous, and if you want to make rules in the future, I am afraid it will not be easy." ”

"Even if they ask them to greet me every day and serve me for dinner, how much of sincerity and obedience can they have? If one by one can really be framed by this little thing, how can they enter this backyard and still gain a firm foothold? Jing Ying smiled at Mama Song: "Otherwise, it wouldn't have happened a month ago, would it?" I hate each other with them, what do I have to do early in the morning to embarrass me for this good day~ As for this prestige, cough, make rules~ There is a way to meet when you meet, and there is naturally a way not to meet if you don't meet. ”

However, she still hopes that everyone can get along safely, as long as those few people don't play tricks, she will definitely be a generous and kind housewife, and she will never treat anyone badly.

"Master, my lord sent Father-in-law Liang to come to the main courtyard for dinner."

Ying Ying's red lips were slightly hooked, and she asked someone to bring a cloth towel and went to the small dining room, and an hour later, a three-layer mahogany food box was sent from the main courtyard to the front yard.

Ying is lying on the couch with her hair scattered, holding a painting book in her left hand, pinching the still hot fish paste cake in her right hand, and a plate of double platter dim sum is placed on the small table on the side.

Time flies, the summer heat was swept away by a series of frosts, and last night there was a heavy snowfall, although it was not kept, but it was a lot colder.

Ying moved into the Dongnuan Pavilion a few days ago, but it was not frozen, but the backyard seemed to be a lot cold, and Dr. Qu had been busy since the second door was unlocked at dawn until now, changing from one courtyard to another, and he had not returned to the front yard.

Although the charcoal fire was sent down early, the charcoal fire in the house is not as good as the warm pavilion, and the backyard is too 'light and slim' on weekdays, especially those who were born in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Master." Mama Song lifted the cotton curtain and walked into the house quickly: "Master, the medicine boy next to Dr. Qu is here, and after saying that, Yan's, Zhaojia's, Liu's, and Chen's are all pregnant for more than two months. ”

Mama Song waited for a long time and didn't hear the master's response, before she raised her head, the master was wearing a lightly pink butterfly wearing a floral jacket, a horse-faced skirt with hibiscus flowers on the green ground, and was dancing in the house 'Wu', like a shock, graceful like a dragon, even if she has been watching it for nearly two months, she still can't help but be fascinated, is why the master's fingers and fingers have always kept the index finger and thumb interlocked, and the remaining three fingers are slightly open? The movements seem to be more open and close, giving people a feeling of more heroic than feminine?

After two teas, as the last action ended, Xun Ying slowly exhaled, wiped the sweat on her forehead while taking the hot handkerchief handed by Xiangtan, and said with a smile: "This is a big happy event, ask Wu Deshun to go to the front yard to report the good news." ”

"Huh."

"Xiang Tan, went to open a small warehouse, this year's leather picked up for the four of them to send over to make two bodies of materials, yesterday just into the warehouse of the three yuan silk pick pattern exquisite one person sent over two, as well as bird's nest, also two boxes per person, the turquoise butterfly love flower hairpin to Wanyan's, coral begonia tangled branch hairpin to Zhaojia's, the pair of pearl plum hairpins to Liu's, one to Chen's, well, almost, go do it."

Xiangtan pursed her lips: "Yes, the slave will go." ”

"Go with a smile."

"Don't worry, the master knows." Xiangtan stretched out her hand and rubbed her face, raised a three-point smile, and lifted the curtain and went out after saluting.

Mama Song gave the others a look, and when they saw that everyone had withdrawn, she whispered, "Master, what is this?" "Two months ago, the master used a mandarin duck pot for the four of them, and now these four have been pillowed out of the happy pulse for more than two months at the same time, this can't be an accident, right?

"Mama told the following to be vigilant, I want these four children to land safely, and both mother and daughter are safe."