Chapter 8: Stewardship

In the previous life, Xie Huazhao was the only relative of the Xie family who released goodwill to her, when she was expelled from the house and had to borrow a broken temple ten miles outside the city, he often sent her personal servant to send her some food and fruits from time to time, which did not make her malnourished and grow up to ten years old.

As for Lan Yongzhi, this guy used to be an arrogant young man with eyes above the top, who made him the most talented among the Lan juniors, and he was personally raised by the current Lan family head Lan Kuangtian since he was a child.

Lan Yongzhi and her are not acquaintances, all the competitions she participated in in Dongzhou back then were almost tied with each other, and the two won the championship and runner-up many times, and they can be regarded as rivals who cherish each other, what is not an old man?

However, Xie Qingning couldn't recognize them, so he had to blink his eyes, and a gentle smile bloomed on his ice-skinny jade face and asked, "Third brother, who is this?" ”

Hearing this "Third Brother", Xie Huazhao was very useful, and his smile became more and more sincere, "His name is Lan Yongzhi, he is my good friend, and he is also a disciple of the Lan Clan, you will admire him sooner or later." ”

Hearing this, Lan Yongzhi glanced at him with disdain, his cold appearance was a little inconsistent with his still immature little body, which looked a little funny, which made Xie Qingning laugh.

Lan Yong's demeanor in his previous life was outstanding, and he was indeed a man of the year in Lanling City, I don't know how many women admired him, but now he is just a handsome young man, wearing a clean white shirt, with long hair coiled on the top of his head, combed exceptionally neatly, although he also revealed a sense of alienated coldness, but he was like the arrogant and indifferent man in Xie Qingning's memory, so she really had no way to fit with her, so she could only pretend to be polite and salute and called, "Lan ...... Son. ”

Lan Yongzhi ranked fourth in the Lan family's long room, and she almost blurted out the "Fourth Prince Lan", but fortunately she didn't really call it out, otherwise it would make people misunderstand that she had been paying attention to the other party for a long time, so she knew his identity.

Unexpectedly, Lan Yongzhi, who had always been indifferent to others, was actually made by her title to look restrained, his face was red, his thin lips were pursed, and he couldn't tell whether he was embarrassed or uncomfortable, which made Xie Huazhao laugh.

He was very happy to see Lan Yongzhi deflated, who told him to always pretend to be an old and dignified appearance, too inactive.

Lan Yongzhi, who was laughed at by his friends, blushed more and more, glared at him hatefully, and hurriedly changed the topic, "Thank you...... Miss Xie, I want to talk to you. ”

Xie Huazhao stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead, his expression was a little constipated. He suddenly felt that Lan Yongzhi's brain might have a problem, even if he was a martial idiot, he wouldn't be able to understand the slightest human feelings, right? It's a shame to be thrown home.

On the contrary, Xie Qingning felt that Lan Yongzhi when he was a teenager was much cuter than when he was an adult, remembering that he always had a cold appearance with his eyes above the top, as if everyone owed him money, and she preferred to associate with the simple tsundere boy in front of her.

"Are you sure you're going to fight me at this time and place?" Xie Qingning blinked his eyes and asked with a smile.

Lan Yong, who was stared at by her dark eyes, realized that something was not quite right, he glanced at Xie Qingning, then turned his head to look at Xie Huazhao, who rolled his eyes, and finally said slowly, "That's still ...... Next time. ”

"That's right, where is there anyone who meets someone for the first time? What's more, my seventh sister is more than four years younger than you, and it is rumored that you are bullying weak women, look where your face goes. Xie Huazhao was deeply pleased with his friend's timely awakening, and reached out to put his hand on his shoulder to teach the truth, but heard Xie Qingning's voice say coldly, "Why don't I, a weak woman, ask Third Brother Xie for a few tricks?" ”

"Huh?" Xie Huazhao, who was named, realized that he had just said the wrong thing, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "It's all my fault, how can the seventh sister be a weak female streamer, just with your legendary experience of fighting the sixteen disciples of the Xie clan alone, it is enough to make the entire Xie clan look at it differently!" Third brother, I can't claim to be big in vain, how bad it is to bully you when you are a few years old, and I don't want to mix up in Lanling City when I spread the news. Good sister, it's all my brother's mouth, you don't care about villains, but don't be like me! ”

After Xie Huazhao finished saying that he was running the train, he found that both of them looked at him dumbfounded, probably because they were frightened by his brazenness or such words, and they both remained silent strangely.

At this moment, they heard a burst of dense footsteps in the bamboo forest, and the three of them turned around at the same time, only to see a group of people rushing towards the bamboo courtyard, and the leader was a very tall middle-aged man, with a national face, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes that were very capable of bluffing, it was Xie Luan, the current big housekeeper of the Xie family.

And behind him were mostly the slaves of the Xie family, all of whom were carrying and carrying in their hands, all of which were furniture and other things made of logs, which seemed to be given to Xie Qingning.

The group walked into the courtyard, Xie Luan was a little surprised when he saw Xie Huazhao and the others, but he quickly bowed to them and called, "Third Young Master, Young Master Lan." ”

The two of them, who were still hooking their shoulders, had already stood apart, their expressions were solemn, and they pretended to be serious and nodded in agreement, as if they had been reborn, which made Xie Qingning can't help but chuckle twice.

The two of them pretended not to hear, but their ears were red as if they were dripping blood.

Xie Luan turned around and bowed to Xie Qingning again, although he didn't treat her as a real master, but he was much better than other slaves who saw high worship and low stepping, "This is specially prepared for you by the eldest master, he said that although the bamboo courtyard where you live is more remote, it is better to be quiet and quiet, and it is more convenient to cultivate, so let me place some things for you, if you have other needs, just look for me." Oh, by the way, these two girls were specially assigned by the eldest lady to take care of you, if you have anything missing, just let them come to me. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the two girls in cloth clothes behind him in front of him, they both looked a little shrunken, but fortunately, they were delicate, and they were young, so they were easier to teach.

Xie Qingning was more satisfied in his heart, but he pretended to be disgusted on the surface and asked, "Why doesn't the eldest aunt pick two clever girls, I think they are dumbfounded, at most they are in charge of sprinkling and cleaning in the outer courtyard." ”

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Xie Luan's eyes, and several of the servants behind him showed anger on their faces, as if they all felt that you, an abandoned orphan girl, should have the knowledge of being under the fence, and you actually picked and choose, and did not look at what your identity and status were.