Chapter 144: Entering the Mansion is Blocked

The second day was not bright, and Song Xinyi got up.

Because it was the first time she had entered the city when she grew up, Song Xinyi had already memorized the road, and Song Zhi and Zhang's cloth had given advice, so her father and mother first sent her to the head of the Song Mansion Compound, and then ordered the two to hurry to the winery.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and from a distance, Song Xinyi saw the two vermilion doors in the middle of the street.

Compared with the small households around him, he really looks very magnificent.

After all, it was the first time she came, Song Xinyi was afraid that she would miss the hour, so she saw the delay in the door, and walked over directly.

When I arrived at the door, I saw a plaque with two big characters written "Song Mansion".

There's nothing wrong with that.

Seeing that the door was closed, Song Xinyi tidied up her clothes, and then stepped forward and knocked on the door.

When Budo, a crack opened in the door, and a head poked out of it.

Immediately after, a squinting and yawning boy walked out.

The little guy stretched out casually, and then lazily glanced at Song Xinyi, who was standing outside.

After a long time, his eyes really opened, but he asked coldly, "Who are you looking for?" ”

Song Xinyi stepped forward with a smile, "I'm tired of this little brother, I'm here to participate in the family division of labor." ”

"The division of labor has long passed, let's go back quickly!"

The little servant waved his hand impatiently, and then went to close the door.

Song Xinyi hurriedly explained, "It's the internal division of labor!" ”

"Yo, you still know the internal division of labor?"

The little guy took Men's hand for a moment, and swept Song Xinyi from head to toe with a playful look.

"If you know the internal division of labor, then you should also know that this internal division of labor can only be participated in by my young lady, right?

Even if you are a scared wild girl, dare to come and join in the fun?

If you really want to do chores and beg for food, you can go to the back door and ask, maybe there is a lack of a toilet to sweep the toilet. ”

Song Xinyi sneered when she heard this, but Bu Guo was also annoyed on her face, she just took out the name card from her sleeve and shook it, "Bu knows that there is such a thing, can Bu make up for this excitement?" ”

Although Xiaobu recognized Song Xinyi, she recognized the famous post in her hand.

After all, after staying in the Song Mansion for many years, he naturally has a clear understanding of the Song Mansion's famous post.

There are also many kinds of famous posts, such as those used by one's own family and those used by outsiders, and those used by dignitaries and ordinary people, all of which are different.

Although Song Xinyi now belongs to the side branch, she is also the orthodox bloodline of the Song family.

Therefore, even if the head of the family is very happy here, he still has to follow the standards of Song Mansion's own young lady to give Song Xinyi's name.

The little girl glanced at Song Xinyi again, and Bu Fu was a little suspicious.

He really wanted to show how there was such an eldest lady in the house.

Bu Guo dared to offend rashly, so he put on a smiling face, "This, of course, is fine." ”

said that he was about to reach out and take a look at the famous post, but he saw Song Xinyi quickly put it away.

"If you know it, you must know that this thing can be held in anyone's hand, right?

It's really dirty and damaged, and it's hard to ask for one, and I've done it all the reason, but I have no way to hide it. ”

The little servant was stunned for a moment, then regained his smile, and at the same time spread his hands out, bent down respectfully, and made a gesture of invitation.

"Clearly, please inside, the division of labor is in the backyard, Xiao Yang will take you over!"

"Then there will be labor."

Song Xinyi put the name card back on, and then stepped into the gate of the Song Mansion.

The little guy hurriedly closed the door and followed beside him to guide.

By the time I got into the backyard, it was empty.

"At this hour, the other young ladies must still be eating, you wait a minute, I will go and tell Steward Wang first."

The little maid invited Song Xinyi into the living room, and then the little maid called a maid and ordered a cup of tea to be poured over. 17

Seeing Song Xinyi nodded, she left.

After the little girl left, Song Xinyi did not sit down, but wandered around the yard.

Because it was the little maid who led her over just now, the other maids also asked more when they saw Song Xinyi, and they were only busy with their own affairs.

In this way, Song Xinyi saved less trouble and felt more comfortable when she walked around the yard.

I only walked around this once, that is, I walked for more than half an hour.

Song Xinyi only felt that she had been shopping for a long time before she finally saw a man in a black robe walking over with his hands behind his back.

The man looked forty or fifty years old, tall and thin, and his appearance was very obvious, and it was difficult for people to pay attention.

In addition, Song Xinyi heard her father and mother mention it yesterday, so she recognized it at a glance, and this should be Wang Gui, the big housekeeper of the Song Mansion.

And Wang Gui also saw Song Xinyi as soon as he entered the door, after all, this coarse cloth jacket, even if it is placed in the maid's heap, it looks very clothed and dressed up.

"This should be Miss Yin Xinyi, right? The old slave is not welcome, please forgive Miss Xinyi! ”

Wang Gui walked up to Song Xinyi and arched his hand, deliberately accentuating the two words "side" when he spoke.

Song Xinyi smiled faintly, but bowed slightly, "Steward Wang is polite!" Steward Wang is in charge of the affairs of the family, and it is understandable that he is busy. ”

"Haha, Miss Xinyi is really reasonable. The old slave was really busy taking off the cloth and opening up.

Just now, the old slave was training a slave who understands the rules. ”

Wang Gui glanced at Song Xinyi with his eyes, saw her face change color, and continued:

"It's just that yesterday, when the slave was watching the door, Bu Xiaojiao let a wild cat in, and the result was that the two young ladies were in peace.

Although this matter seems to be big, it is a violation of the rules of the house, especially to provoke the main master, which is even more permissible, so the old slave has a few more words.

The old slave thought that although Miss Xinyi belonged to the side branch and grew up in Yin, she was still a young lady in any way, and these simple truths should still be understandable.

Therefore, it was not explained in advance, but Miss Xinyi waited a little longer.

Bu Guo took a step back and said, even if Miss Xinyi blamed the old slave, the old slave also felt that this rule could be broken, Miss Xinyi, you said yes and no? ”

Song Xinyi naturally heard that Wang Gui meant something, but Bu Guo still smiled indifferently:

"As the old saying goes, there are no rules to make a square circle, and Xinyi also feels that Steward Wang's proper disposal is not properly arranged."

"Hahaha, Miss Xinyi, please wait a while, Miss Childe will come over when she has a breakfast cloth."

Wang Gui laughed twice, arched his hand at Song Xinyi again, and then turned around and entered the living room directly.

Only after entering the hall for a moment, but suddenly frightened again:

"Miss Xinyi is also a young lady, Miss Xinyi doesn't need to surrender her identity and be in the same place as those scary people outside.

If you want to see the scenery of this courtyard, it is the same when you enter the hall, it is cold outside, but Bubi enters the hall and your head is warm, hehe. ”

Looking at the side face in front of her who didn't even bother to turn around, Song Xinyi still nodded politely back, but she entered the living room and still stopped in the courtyard.

But Bu was afraid of him Wang Gui, and even more Bu was inferior to his status, only Song Xinyi felt that if he really followed up, then he was really surrendering his identity.

Wang Gui saw that Song Xinyi did not enter the hall, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he sat down and drank tea by himself.

Half an hour later.

Song Xinyi, who had already seen the entire backyard a hundred times, was really bored, so she picked up a cloth on the verandah outside the hall and sat in a scared position.

Suddenly, a piercing voice came from the corner of the verandah—

"What? Ran away? Hurry up and tie up the person to my son! ”

Song Xinyi couldn't help but turn her head when she heard this, only to see a gorgeously dressed young man with a folding fan in his hand walking in this direction, and reprimanded the little guy next to him with anger on his face as he walked.

"A little maid looks at the cloth, what does this son want you to do!"

Song Xinyi recognized which son it was for a while, but she was embarrassed, and she wanted to get up and leave.

As soon as the cloth got up, he was stopped by the son.

"Hey, come here, go to Miss Er and bring the starling that my son got two days ago, and say that my son is going to use it today!"

The boy had already turned in front of the living room, but after taking two steps, he suddenly found that the cloth was right, so he retreated.

"New to the city? Why haven't I seen you? I said your clothes are too shabby, aren't they? Go back to Steward Wang to get a new body. lest you wear it out like this, and even lose it to the people of our Song Mansion! ”