This night, Jiang Zhimian was the most leisurely maid in Zuojiazhuang.

This night, Zuo Weirou is the saddest lady in Zuojiazhuang.

Not only was she ordered by Jiang Zhimian not to eat sweets, but she couldn't eat spicy or sour.

When a table of dishes was sent for dinner, Jiang Zhimian only gave her half a plate of green vegetables, not even rice!

On the other hand, Jiang Zhimian has a chicken leg in his left hand and half a roast goose in his right hand to gnaw fragrantly.

Coo-goo-goo......

The unassuming stomach began to ring.

Jiang Zhimian naturally heard it, and turned his head to look at her, "You haven't eaten yet?" ”

"It's just half a plate of greens, how can you be full!" Zuo Weirou was about to go berserk.

Since she was born, although she has not eaten much at every meal, she has never suffered such treatment.

I'm really angry with her.

Jiang Zhimian sighed helplessly, "Don't you say that the ladies in ancient times could be full after drinking two sips of wind, why are you so difficult to serve." ”

She put down the chicken leg and roast goose and wiped her hands clean with a handkerchief.

In Zuo Weirou's expectant eyes, she got up and poured a large cup of tea, "Drink, go to bed when you're full." ”

This is the legend, mix and be full.

Even if Zuo Weirou was crying and making trouble behind, it still didn't help, so she had to drink the water from two large teapots with hatred and ran to sleep.

My stomach was empty, and I was called up early the next morning to freshen up and get dressed.

Zuo Weirou had no strength in her body, and she sat on the embroidery bench without any image, as if her spine had been removed.

Cuicui combed her hair, and had to hold on to prevent her from falling to the ground.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhimian was refreshed.

She changed into a set of clothes that Cuicui likes to wear on weekdays, tied an ingot-to-sideburn by herself, and changed her appearance with makeup.

Frightened, Cuicui exclaimed, "How do I feel like I'm looking at my own sister, like." ”

"yes, how did you do that?" Zuo Weirou also asked curiously.

Jiang Zhimian made up for his nose, and then said, "One of the three major evil arts in East Asia, do you know?" ”

The so-called three major evil arts in East Asia are Korean makeup, Thai sex reassignment surgery, and the Chinese Meitu App.

It doesn't matter if you're male or female, fat or thin, black or white.

As long as you have any of them, it is how handsome you want to be, how beautiful you want to be!

But Cuicui and Zuo Weirou only noticed the word evil magic.

Suddenly, her delicate body was shocked, and her body fell back, "You...... You're a cult man. ”

"Okay, it's just a disguise technique, don't make such a fuss." Jiang Zhimian had to change his story.

If he persists like this, he should be locked up and paraded in the streets.

It's a mess, and it's slipped.

And when they heard that it was a disguise technique, the emotions of the two eased a little.

After cleaning up, Cuicui stayed at home, and Jiang Zhimian helped Zuo Weirou to go out.

Both of them wore tulle hats on their heads, and they could vaguely see each other.

Coupled with the fact that the carriage was heading straight for the temple outside the town, many high-ranking believers began to shout.

"Look, the young lady of Zuojiazhuang is going to kneel, let's go see the excitement."

"Do you really want to kneel? deserves it, who made her dare to scold the master, now she knows that it is amazing, right? ”

"The people sent by the gods dare to offend, phew!"

"Let's go and see how she kneels."

……

Sitting in the carriage, Zuo Weirou really couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, and wanted to go down and beat these people up.

Jiang Zhimian held her hand.

"If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, and if you listen to me, you won't be wrong."

Zuo let out a long and soft breath.

Then he said, "Okay, count them lucky!" ”

In the end, I didn't want to add, "I didn't let them go for the sake of your face, I just thought that I had endured it before, and now it's not worth it to give up all my efforts." ”

Jiang Zhimian nodded, "Miss Zuo is what she says." ”

Just because of the hard mouth, Zuo Weirou and the eldest brother are really exactly the same.

The carriage rolled over the already solid road and headed for the temple.

Then, there were people walking and following, and it turned out to be a group of Wuyang.

It can be seen that the convincing power of this long-bearded Taoist is really not small!

Jiang Zhimian secretly opened the curtain of the carriage and glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a smile.

It's good, the more people come, the better.

And Zuo Weirou beside her shouted again, "When can I eat, I just drank a bowl of rice soup in the morning, my stomach was already hungry, and I didn't have the strength to speak." ”

"It's good if you don't have the strength." Jiang Zhimian replied.

Zuo Weirou's apricot eyes were round, "What kind of good thing is it called if you don't have the strength, did you eat too much last night and were confused?" In this way, I should kneel down when I get out of the car in a while, and let those people see my jokes! ”

"You're not getting better, and it's getting worse, anxious day and night, and having trouble sleeping and eating, it's supposed to be like this." Jiang Zhimian shrugged.

If Zuo Weirou goes to the temple now, it will be easy to go.

Zuo Weirou also understood, "You deliberately didn't let me eat it, so that I would look weak, didn't you?" ”

"Yes."

"Then you said it earlier, I can act, I promise to be real, I don't have to be so hungry at all, when I go back today, I must have a good meal."

Just thinking about it, Jiang Zhimian poured a bowl of cold water.

"After you go back today, you can't eat sweet, spicy and sour things, but well, the green vegetables and rice are full."

Zuo Weirou was almost so angry that her eyes turned red.

By this time, the carriage had arrived at the temple.

There were actually many people gathered around the temple early, just waiting for Zuo Weirou to appear so that they could watch the joke.

The words of the long-bearded Taoist are like a holy decree in their hearts at this moment!

Jiang Zhimian tidied up Zuo Weirou's appearance again, and whispered the plan again, then got out of the carriage first, then lifted the curtain, and said softly, "Miss, please get out of the car." ”

Zuo walked out of the carriage with a soft voice.

Although he was wearing a veil, everyone could still see his high, swollen cheeks.

In line with the principle of not thinking a big deal when watching the excitement, he smiled happily one by one, "Oh my God, Miss Zuo has become ugly, it's so scary!" ”

"This is all retribution, and I don't know if the master will give her treatment, according to me, she should not be treated, after all, she said that the master is coming."

"She still smashed the master, didn't let her die directly, even if the master is kind."

……

Listening to the discussions around him, Zuo took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

By the way, recite the law of anger given by Jiang Zhimian in my heart.

"Don't be angry, they're all stupid, don't listen or don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures, doesn't look at it, doesn't look at it, all rebounds!"

Whew, my heart is really much better......

Turning his head to give Jiang Zhimian a signal, he was helped into the temple, and behind him, there was a steady stream of inhalations.