Here, Tong Jiaqi was sitting in the house eating refreshments, and the big girl Tao'er ran in from outside and whispered a few words in her ear.

"What do you say?! Tong Jiayan, she's back?! Tong Jiaqi stood up with wide eyes.

"The slave maid saw it with her own eyes, and at this moment the person just came out of the old lady's courtyard and went to Qingfeng Garden."

"Smack!"

Tong Jiaqi slapped the table and said angrily: "Hmph! I still think she will stay in Beizhuang for the rest of her life and never come back. Unexpectedly, it was only a long time before my grandmother picked her up again. ”

Tao'er said: "After all, she is also the young lady of the family." "How can there be a reason to live in another village for the rest of your life.

Tong Jiaqi sneered coldly and said: "What kind of young lady is she, her father doesn't hurt, and her mother doesn't love her." After speaking, he paused, and a smile with hatred lifted on the corner of his mouth, "It's okay if she doesn't come back, since she's back......" touched the scar on her forehead, "Let's go, let's go to her door to settle accounts!" ”

After speaking, he took the two big girls and went out violently, and went straight to Qingfeng Garden.

……

In the Ziwei Courtyard, Mama Zhao came to borrow patterns to make shoes for Miss Seven, and finally met Aunt Luo.

Aunt Luo wore a light purple smoky sand skirt today, which made her skin snow-white and her figure graceful and exquisite. When you look up at people, the tails of your eyes are drawn slightly upturned with a line pen, which has a charming style.

Mama Zhao looked at Aunt Luo for a while, and found that she hadn't seen her for a few days, but Aunt Luo was getting more and more ruddy, and her gestures were full of charm.

When she was distracted, Aunt Luo opened her mouth and asked, "Mama Zhao is a rare guest today, why don't you see Miss Seven?" ”

Mama Zhao replied: "Miss Seven is tired and said that she wants to rest in the room, so she can't come." ”

"Oh, it's a long journey, it's hard." Aunt Luo lowered her eyelids, not knowing what she was thinking. The fingers dyed with anchovy-colored nails gently clasped the tabletop, making a "knock-knock-knock-knock" sound.

Mama Zhao said: "Speaking of which, Miss Seven seems to have changed since she fell ill in Beizhuang. ”

"Oh? How so? Aunt Luo raised her eyes with great interest and looked at Mama Zhao with a smile.

Mama Zhao frowned and said, "The slave can't say it, it's just ...... It's just a little different from before. If it had been before, if the slave maid had asked Miss Seven if she wanted to come to her aunt's place to have a look, Miss Seven would never have said that she was tired and didn't want to go out. Speaking of this, she quietly raised her eyes to look at Aunt Luo.

Aunt Luo was still smiling, and she couldn't see any mood fluctuations: "I should have gone to visit Miss Seven." ”

Mama Zhao shook her head and said, "How good my aunt treats Miss Seven." To be selfish, the old lady is not at home, and Miss Seven was raised by her aunt. The slave often told Miss Seven that her aunt took care of Miss Seven as her own daughter. Oh no, it's closer than taking care of your own daughter. ”

Aunt Luo smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, the old lady is coming back." ”

Mama Zhao hurriedly accompanied the smiling face: "The slave knows." ”

Aunt Luo took down the jade bracelet she was wearing on her right wrist, raised it in front of her eyes and looked at it: "Mama takes good care of Miss Seven, if Miss Seven has any headache and brain fever and discomfort, remember to tell me as soon as possible." After speaking, he stuffed the jade bracelet he had just taken off into Mama Zhao's hand.

Mama Zhao cracked the corners of her mouth and pretended to excuse herself: "This, this bracelet is too valuable, and the slave and maid can't accept it." ”

Aunt Luo didn't allow her to shirk and forced it into her hand, and said with a smile: "Mama, don't shirk it, I have always been polite to my own people." ”

Mama Zhao accepted it happily.

……

Tong Jiayan was about to go to bed when there was a commotion outside the courtyard gate.

She had to put on her clothes again, sit up from the bed, put on her shoes, and walked out of the room.

As soon as he came out, he met Tong Jiaqi who rushed in.

Tong Jiayan curtsto: "Third sister ......"

"You dare to come back!" Tong Jiaqi's head and face are a loud reprimand.

Tong Jiayan got up and looked up at her.

The girl in front of her was wearing a big red dress, which made her face bright and brilliant. It's just that a slightly thick layer of bangs has newly appeared on the forehead, covering the original full and smooth forehead, and also blocking half of her eyebrows.

"Miss!"

Qingju and Luwu hurriedly chased in, and ran straight to Tong Jiayan to stand still, and the two of them blocked her left and right, showing a wary look, for fear that Tong Jiaqi would do something unfavorable to her.

Tong Jiaqi's face was a little ugly because of this.

"What? Are you going to hide behind the maid now? She looked at Tong Jiayan provocatively and said.

"The third sister has something to say, it's better to sit down and talk slowly."

Tong Jiayan was not impulsive because of her provocative words, but took the lead in sitting down, lifted the teapot on the table, and poured two glasses of water elegantly.

"I'm here, and I'm not going to run away out of thin air. The third sister should sit down and have a cup of tea first, and then talk about anything else. ”

She pushed one of the cups of tea to the opposite seat, and then looked up at Tong Jiaqi and smiled.

Tong Jiaqi didn't know what the hell she was doing with such an abnormality.

"Humph! Well, you don't have anywhere to go! I'd like to see what you're playing with me! As she spoke, she sat opposite Tong Jiayan, picked up the cup of tea in her hand and drank it.

I had eaten a little salty snacks in the house before, and I was a little thirsty because I had just said a lot of things in my throat.

She finished drinking a cup of tea in two sips, put the teacup on the table heavily, and stared at Tong Jiayan again.

Tong Jiayan looked back at her with the corners of his mouth bent.

"One more drink!" Tong Jiaqi said.

Damn it!

Why is this tea so delicious?!

Tong Jiaqi stared at the tea in her hand and sniffed lightly.

It seemed to be a bit like a floral scent, but she wasn't sure it was the scent of a flower. The color also looks a bit like pink.

Could it be peach blossom water?

Tong Jiaqi took a sip uncertainly, and then was stunned.

“……”

To die, how could she accidentally drink it all in one gulp?!!

And what's the deal with wanting to drink after drinking?

Tong Jiaqi bit her lip and cried again: "Another drink!" ”

"Miss......" Tao'er looked stupid at her own miss.

Didn't you say that you came to settle accounts with Miss Seven? Why did you suddenly come to the door to beg for tea? Have you forgotten why they came here? Would you like to remind her? Alas, so tangled......

The expressions on the faces of the green and green oranges are more wonderful than those on the faces of the peaches.

Luwu: How thirsty is the third lady of the "......"?

Qingju: "......" The third miss shouldn't be the reincarnation of a thirsty ghost, this cup after cup is too drinkable, shouldn't it...... Wait a minute...... Do you want to ask them to borrow a clean house?