It was the face of a middle-aged man.

However, it is familiar, but it is strange that he has not seen for a long time, and at first glance, Zhang Meishou can't remember the identity of the other party for a while.

But it's just a moment of confusion.

After a moment's pause, I remembered it.

And the Song family brought four maids alone, and there was another Aunt Zhao, which was quite pompous, so as soon as she entered the hall, she attracted the attention of many people.

Including the middle-aged man also subconsciously glanced at it.

However, after a calm and quiet glance, when he was about to take it back, his eyes suddenly fixed on a "maid" in Tsing Yi.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then secretly said strange in his heart.

This looks like one thing that looks like each other, but only three points apart...... Although the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, there is no reason to go downhill, right?

But the strange thing is that the temperament that seems to have been deliberately restrained on the body is quite similar.

However, the other party is dressed as a maid - I think I should still admit my mistake.

When the middle-aged man was about to withdraw his gaze, he saw the green-clothed maid nodding slightly towards him.

The man couldn't help but be stunned.

He wasn't mistaken!

In this way, he subconsciously wanted to call out a "Miss Zhang", but when the words came to his lips, he endured it again.

Since Miss Zhang is dressed like this, it is not appropriate to reveal her true identity in front of people, and she may be preparing for something great - you must know that the last time Miss Zhang hid her identity and pretended to be a little son, it was when she rescued the victims in Huzhou and secretly investigated Wu Huaimin's corruption of ink!

When he was thinking about it, he saw that the other party and his party had been taken up to the second floor by the guys.

The person next to him gently poked him in the arm.

"Brother Qiu?"

The man hurriedly looked back at him.

The other party coughed lightly and whispered in his ear: "Brother Qiu, don't worry, everything has been prepared for the evening...... At that time, he will officially pick up the wind and wash the dust for Brother Qiu in Qunfang Building. ”

Although the woman is indeed quite good-looking, at first glance she is the wife of a large family, and it is not appropriate to stare at her like this in public.

However, he had asked people about the person surnamed Qiu before, and they all said that he was too upright and upright, and his temperament was very stubborn...... At the moment, it seems that the rumors cannot be fully believed.

But it's also more worry-free...... It's, it's easy to do.

The man was still a little absent-minded, and he could only listen to the wind and wash the dust, but did not go to taste the three words of Qunfanglou, and only bowed at this time, and said: "You don't have to spend so much." ”

The other party shook his head busily, and said with a smile in his eyes: "It's just a little bit of landlord friendship for our big owner." ”

As he spoke, several people had already stepped out of the teahouse, and the man pointed not far ahead, and said with a smile: "The inn is in front, I will take Brother Qiu over, and I will rest for half a day to raise my spirit...... In the evening, someone will come to pick up Brother Qiu. ”

The man looked fixedly: "But what about Yuelaiju?" ”

"Exactly."

"It's not a few steps away, so I won't bother Your Excellency to send it off."

"That's fine." The other party was not reluctant, but smiled and said, "In this case, I will take a step back and talk back to the owner first." Later, Brother Qiu will go to the inn and mention the name of my owner, and the shopkeeper there will know—he has already reserved an upper room for Brother Qiu. ”

"It's been arranged with labor." The man raised his hand in salute.

The other party returned the salute and took the person away.

Seeing that the other party was walking away, the man turned his head and instructed the servant who followed him, "You go to the inn first and put down your luggage." ”

"Host, aren't you going back to the inn?"

"Well, I'm not tired yet and want to walk around."

"The villain accompanies the owner, right? This man is unfamiliar—"

The man interrupted him: "No need, this is the downtown area, I have no intention of going far, and this inn should have some reputation, so ask passers-by then." ”

The servant had no choice but to answer.

The man walked around the neighborhood for a while, and then returned unhurriedly to the outside of the teahouse.

In the private room facing the window on the second floor, Zhang Meishou looked through the open window and saw a man in a navy blue robe pacing near the teahouse with his hands on his shoulders.

"What do you see? But haven't had enough? Song said: "Taste this chilled mung bean cake, refreshing and not sweet-"

"I've had enough shopping with you, but I'd like to go out and walk around and look at the little things in front of the stalls." Zhang Meishou said against his will.

Song smiled and said, "Then ask Ah Li to accompany you to take a look." ”

It's really too restrained to ask this girl to pretend to be a little girl and follow her, and she should let people out and run away - if she goes back and calls Sister A, they will know, and they will definitely count her down.

"Then I'll go, and I'll come back to you later."

Zhang Meishou got up and hurriedly saluted, and then walked out with Ah Li.

"You haven't tasted this mung bean cake yet."

Zhang Meishou didn't look back and said, "I'll eat it when I go back, and you can leave me a piece." ”

Song laughed helplessly.

The chilled snack will not be cold after a while, and there will be nothing left.

When I go back later, I can ask the guy to load two servings, put them in his own ice cellar, and give Sister Ah a taste.

Zhang Meishou took Ah Li out of the teahouse, exchanged glances with the man guarding outside, and then walked towards the teahouse at the end of the street.

The man followed, and a man led him up to the second floor.

"Miss Zhang."

In the private room, the man bowed to Zhang Meishou in a respectful tone.

There are very few people in this world who are really convinced of him, and the young girl is only the one in front of him.

"Shopkeeper Qiu." Zhang Meishou smiled, "I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Yes, Miss Zhang has changed a lot, and Qiu almost didn't recognize it."

But he had thought about it just now, and maybe he didn't have to use any way to modify his appearance.

After all, the girl next to Miss Zhang painted on his face all the time, pretending to be Zhang Jing's wife, and without speaking, he was never seen through all the way.

And when he thought of this, Shopkeeper Qiu felt a little uncomfortable inexplicably.

"Shopkeeper Qiu hasn't changed much." Zhang Meishou said: "Let's sit down and talk." ”

Shopkeeper Qiu nodded and sat down across from her.

Soon a group of people brought tea, along with a few plates of delicate snacks and fresh melons and fruits.

Shopkeeper Qiu asked about Zhang Luan's recent situation, and asked why Zhang Meishou came to Suzhou.

He is not a person who likes to inquire about other people's private affairs, but Miss Zhang has never been comparable to ordinary little girls, and he thinks in his heart that if the other party has something to do, he may be able to help him.

"My grandfather's house is in Suzhou, and I wanted to come and see it, so I pretended to be a maid and followed my mother over." Zhang Meishou said with a smile.

The shopkeeper Qiu was stunned.

He forgot for a moment that Miss Zhang's maternal grandfather was the famous Song family.

This little girl herself is too dazzling and unique, and it is easy for people to subconsciously ignore everything around her.

And now that she is the future crown princess, it is inconvenient to go in and out, and it is not strange to hide her original identity.

But he thought about it too much.

"Why did Shopkeeper Qiu come to Suzhou? But for business? ”

Hearing Zhang Meishou's question, a faint wry smile appeared on the shopkeeper Qiu's face.