Chapter 188: Mrs. Ma

"Mrs. Ma!"

Song Dujuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.

Mrs. Ma didn't know if she heard or not, and she didn't even glance at Song Dujuan, so she walked directly towards Ma Pingchuan.

followed by Yang Xing'er, but as soon as she entered the door, she caught a glimpse of a maid standing in the room.

I saw him bow his head and hold a bowl in his hand.

Looking at his position, although he is not far from the son, he is not close, he should be trying to go out.

I wanted to beckon him to scare him, but when she passed by him, Xing'er couldn't help but glance at the bowl.

After seeing the contents of the bowl, he frowned for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and followed Mrs. Ma to the round table first.

"Chuan'er is feeling better now?"

Mrs. Ma asked with concern.

It's just that before he could speak, he saw the starling next to him cheering again.

"Drink, drink!"

Mrs. Ma was startled when she heard this, and after seeing that it was a starling, she scolded with a smile:

"You little brute, you are a good hand at persuading wine, you are drunk like this, what else do you drink?"

"What to drink, what to drink?"

Hearing the starling repeat what he had just said, Mrs. Ma couldn't help but laugh:

"With such a small thing as you, Chuan'er is not afraid of being lonely, hehe."

In fact, when Ma Pingchuan heard the first "Chuan'er" again, his mind was already much clearer.

Now when he saw his mother sitting beside him, he quickly stood up and replied respectfully:

"I'm tired of my mother's worries, and the child is fine, but I drank a little more violently just now, and I have a slight headache, so it's good to sleep."

"You kid, where you feel uncomfortable, say it, what do you do by yourself? I still have hot decanter soup there, so I'll have someone bring you a bowl, right? ”

When Song Dujuan heard this, he shrank back in fright.

"Don't bother, mother, I'm much better." Ma Pingchuan replied with a smile.

The horseman was about to turn around and glance at Xing'er, but he saw Xing'er's eyes glancing at one place, and said with a smile:

"If you want to drink sobering soup, where is the need for Madame to run again? Aren't there ready-made ones in this house?

And the slave looked at the child's face, I'm afraid that she has already drunk the sobering soup, right? ”

Mrs. Ma glanced back when she heard this, and only then did she find that there was a little maid standing not far away, who was holding a bowl with her head down at the moment.

Looking at that coffin, it looks like an honest and well-behaved man.

Mrs. Ma nodded, "Well, it's okay today, and I know that I'll bring you a bowl of sobering soup."

I heard that the little girl yesterday didn't know what to do, and obviously gave him a sobering soup, but what kind of lotus seed soup did he bring?

That's why your ears are so soft, if you want to replace me, you have to slap your mouth. ”

When Song Dujuan heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched suddenly, and because he was worried that he would be recognized, he quickly lowered his head again.

But seeing Ma Pingchuan said with a smile: "That little girl didn't mean it, I think I didn't hear it clearly before I got confused." ”

"If you want me to say, you should inform Mrs. Song about this matter, we can't interfere, he has people in the house, just let him deal with it."

When Mrs. Ma mentioned yesterday's incident, she seemed to be a little angry.

Ma Pingchuan hurriedly persuaded:

"Mother, we are here to be guests in someone's house again, it's not good to turn the world upside down for nailing something big just now, if this is spread out, how stingy is our Ma family?"

Seeing this, Xing'er also persuaded softly: "The son is reasonable, our trip was originally a happy event, and Mrs. should not hurt the harmony of the two families for this trivial matter." ”

"That's it, it's over."

Mrs. Ma waved her hand at this time, turned to Ma Pingchuan and said:

"Since you have sobering soup here, let's drink an extra bowl to save yourself from going back and feeling uncomfortable."

Ma Pingchuan nodded and greeted Song Dujuan, "You bring the decanting soup, I'll just take two more sips." ”

Although Song Dujuan didn't raise his head, he knew that this was his name.

Thinking about Mrs. Ma's words just now, and looking at the half bowl of soup with cabbage leaves floating in her hand, Song Dujuan couldn't help but tremble.

After trying his best to breathe two breaths, he bent over in fright, and said in a slightly trembling voice: Love my e-book

"Hui Gongzi, this bowl of sobering soup is cold, the slave maid should go and serve another bowl for Gongzi."

"This girl has a bit of eyesight, so let's go serve a bowl of hot water again."

Seeing that Mrs. Ma waved her hand, Song Dujuan hurriedly agreed.

"Yes, slave maid will go ...... now"

It's just that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ma Pingchuan.

"Song Bi is so troublesome? The child had just taken a sip, thinking that it was cold in the blink of an eye. Let's drink this again. ”

Song Dujuan was stunned for a moment, secretly raised his head, and glanced at Mrs. Ma as if asking for help.

But Mrs. Ma sighed, "Okay, you taste it first, if it's cold, don't drink it anymore, let this girl scare and serve the bowl again." ”

"Got it, mother." Ma Pingchuan got up and walked towards Song Dujuan.

Seeing this, Xing'er hurriedly smiled, "Childe is sitting, there are slaves and maids, where is the need for Childe to do it himself?" ”

"Yes, although we are not the masters here, we are guests, so we can still make the call scary, right?"

Mrs. Ma nodded with a smile, and then said to Song Dujuan, "Girl, bring the decanting soup in your hand again." ”

Song Dujuan was stunned at first when he heard this, and then reacted, but he retreated.

"Childe, this sobering soup is really cold, I'm afraid that not only will it not have the effect of sobering up, but it will also hurt Childe's body, so let the slave and maid bring the bowl again."

"It's okay, you can come here." Ma Pingchuan said with a smile.

Mrs. Ma saw that the maid hesitated, although she knew that he had good intentions, but this repeated shirk made people very unhappy, and her face immediately turned black and frightened.

"It seems that my face is still not big enough for the Ma family, and I can't even call a maid.

Or is it that your maid is much more expensive than us as a guest......"

Mrs. Ma deliberately raised her voice, and her words were obviously harsh and displeased.

When Song Dujuan heard this, his legs were weak in fright, and then he knelt on the ground again, and hurriedly said, "The slave doesn't dare, the slave doesn't dare!" ”

"Why don't you bring the decanting soup quickly?" Xing'er's face also urged unhappily.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Song Dujuan agreed, and he didn't care about any cabbage or cabbage, so he quickly stood up and brought the decanting soup over.

As soon as the soup bowl was put on the table, she didn't have time to take a step back, but when she heard a "clang", Mrs. Ma picked up the bowl and fell it hard.

Song Dujuan clearly felt that the warm soup in the bowl splashed on his face.

It's itchy, but I don't dare to raise my hand to wipe it.

"Heh, this is your Song Mansion's hospitality?!"

Mrs. Ma glared angrily at Song Dujuan.

"Just take two rotten leaves and throw them in water and boil them, and it will be regarded as decanting soup?

Are you feeding pigs, or are you calling Hanako! ”

The more Mrs. Ma spoke, the more angry she became, "Why did I say that you refused to serve it back to you, but it turned out that you were being fed as pigs?" ”

"Slave, slave don't dare!" Song Dujuan bent his knees and knelt on the ground again.

"Don't dare? So what is this?! ”

Mrs. Ma glared, pointed to the soup bowl on the table and asked loudly.

Song Dujuan only felt as if something was pressing on him, as if the sky was about to fall, he shrunk his neck in fright, and whispered:

"Return, Mrs. Huima, this, this is a sobering soup."

"Decanting soup? It's the first time I've heard that this decanting soup can be boiled with cabbage leaves?

Since you said it was a decanting soup, why don't you drink two jars of liquor first, and then use this to decant the wine? ”

Mrs. Ma said and glanced at Xing'er.

Xing'er was about to go out, but she heard Ma Pingchuan laugh and said:

"Mother is angry, he is just a little maid who serves tea and hands water, where does he know what to decant and not to sober up the soup?

Maybe it's wrong to say that his mother Song will be like him? ”

When Mrs. Ma heard this, she suddenly laughed, "Chuan'er said that she is just a little girl who has never seen the world, where do you know any ginseng or cabbage?" ”

Seeing his mother's attitude change so quickly, Ma Pingchuan was also stunned.

I was about to send the little maid out, but I heard my mother continue:

"Go and call this soup maker!"