Even in the Tang Dynasty, Fan Jingjing didn't want to wronged her feet.

There is no way to go to other people's homes, of course, you must be as comfortable as possible in your own home.

If there are no conditions, we must create conditions, and if there are conditions, we will naturally do it.

Deng Jingjing originally made two chairs, a set of tables that could adapt to high legs, and after Fan Qi came, she instructed Fan Qi to make a chair herself.

After Niu Shijin's rice was cooked, there was no reason to go home to eat.

"How can a slave be served? You've lost your physique and rules. ”

Niu Shijin's indignant chopsticks were dropped.

Their family fought bravely to win a high-ranking position, but not to be on an equal footing with slaves and maids. His Niu family doesn't have such rules.

Fan Qi got up in fright and knelt aside. The rules taught for the housekeeper have not left her, in fact, she and Fan Jingjing are also frightened when they sit and eat together, and they don't know what kind of rules Fan Jingjing is.

But she had to listen to the master's words, and she couldn't help but listen, so she was very embarrassed in her heart.

"What slave, Fan Qi is my family, as long as he enters my family, he is my family.

I don't have many family members, I need to eat at separate tables, and I don't have two tables, do I want my family to take the bowl and squat next to me to eat? It's not a dog, it's not a cow, it's not a pig.

Speaking of which, you are not my family, if you were not in charge of cooking, and the rice was delicious, how could you sit at my table.

After all, you're just a cook, so I'm going to stop you from serving just because you're just a cook? ”

Fan Jingjing angrily slapped the dishes and chopsticks to the side. Class consciousness has not yet been generated in her mind, or should we say that she has not yet been socialized.

Niu Shijin thought for a long time and returned to Fan Jingjing's house, and saw that the two of them were eating a bowl of black rice, and the expression on their faces said that they would suffer as much as they could.

I had time to choose not to contact Fan Jingjing's family this time, nor to talk to Fan Jingjing's family, but rushed directly to the kitchen, picked up the meat in my hand, and personally helped Fan Jingjing cook a meal.

He found that instead of talking to Fan Jingjing and making Fan Jingjing half angry, or making himself half angry, it was better to talk with a meal.

He couldn't figure it out, didn't he say that as long as a woman gave her physical contact, she would soften and listen to you for everything?

How did he get to him and receive him with sticks?

He wanted to ask his mother, what was going on?

In his eyes, except for Yu Chi Aya's fierce mother-in-law, all women are the same, but Yu Chi Aya is definitely not his ideal object, he doesn't want to fight from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and his days at home are also fighting and killing.

Fan Jingjing has an advantage, reasonable.

As long as the reason can be explained, she is extremely cooperative.

Niu Shijin has thought about a lot of life principles and made a lot of changes, but the truth in front of him involves the national etiquette and rules of the Tang Dynasty, which is a norm that everyone must abide by.

So both of them rolled their eyes and fought for their own ideas, fighting with each other, and they couldn't even care about eating.

Fan Qi was still kneeling on the ground, looking at the two people in the battle, a little speechless, but her heart was boiling like oil.

Family, even Wei Chi's family has never said such a thing, she can really eat at the same table with her master with peace of mind, and she doesn't need to be afraid...... Does she really deserve to be treated like this?

She was very unsettled.