Tong Jiayan was puzzled: "What else does Mama want to say?" ”

Mama Zhao said: "The cow steward sent two melons, one is not ripe, and it is a pity to lose it, Miss knows, the slave and maid are the most extravagant and wasteful behavior, so the slave and maid will eat it on their own initiative." Anyway, it's okay if the slave has rough skin and thick flesh and eats it, but the young lady is different. The young lady's body is the most delicate, and the half-ripe watermelon can't be touched. As for the other ...... The slave patted it carefully, and listened to the crisp sound, it should be very familiar. If the young lady wants to eat, the slave maid will ask Qingju to go to the kitchen and cut the melon. ”

Qingju pursed her lips when she heard this, listen to what she said, what does it mean to "slave maid this is to ask Qingju to go to the kitchen and cut the melon over"? If you want to order, it should be the young lady's order, she is the slave of the young lady, and not her Zhao Mama's slave.

Tong Jiayan smiled and turned his head to look at Qingju.

"Slave and maid, go to the kitchen." Qingju bent down and trotted out.

After a while, he brought the watermelons that had been cut into pieces and arranged neatly, and brought them in a three-tiered suitcase painted with white wood, along with the lunch that had just been prepared in the kitchen.

Tong Jiayan glanced at Mama Zhao's bulging belly, and said with a smile on her face: "It's hard for Mama to try a whole watermelon for me, presumably my stomach should be a little swollen at this time, right?" ”

Mama Zhao waved her hand and said, "Solve problems for Miss, no matter how uncomfortable the slave is, I am not afraid." ”

Tong Jiayan nodded: "Mama is good to me, I have always remembered it in my heart." Since you are not feeling well, then go back to the room to rest, I have green oranges and greens to serve, so I don't need you to accompany me all the time. ”

Mama Zhao had already eaten a bowl of braised pork in the kitchen before, and she happened to be a little sleepy after eating at this time, so she nodded without much thought: "It's still Miss who understands the slave maid, and the slave and maid will go back first." Miss, if you have something to do, call it a slave. He said to Qingju and Luwu with solemn faces, "Serve Miss well!" ”

Green oranges and green turnips should be hanging their heads.

Qingju said: "Got it." ”

Lu Wu said: "Mama walks slowly." ”

As soon as Mama Zhao left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly relaxed.

Tong Jiayan greeted the two of them and said, "You haven't eaten either, sit down and eat with me." ”

Lu Wu was startled, and waved his hand back again and again: "I can't help it, Miss, you can eat first, the slaves and maids will go to the kitchen to eat later." ”

Qingju also nodded like pounding garlic: "Yes, yes." "They're just maids, and they're entitled to sit down with their masters and eat together.

Tong Jiayan said: "You have been with me for the longest time, and your affection is no better than others." Now I made a mistake and was driven to Beizhuang, saying that I was sent here to recuperate, but in fact, you and I both know in our hearts. ”

Speaking of this, Qingju couldn't get angry: "Miss was used as a gun by Miss Eight!" ”

Although Luwu is not as direct as Qingju said, it also means this: "It is true that Miss has suffered an unjustified disaster." ”

Tong Jiayan nodded and shook his head: "Since he has been used as a gunman, it is useless to talk too much now." All in all, I say this to let you know who is sincere and who is false, and as time goes by, you will naturally be able to see it. ”

After a pause, he continued, "Mama Zhao has a saying that is very right, it is not better in Beizhuang than at home. It's me, and the amount of food and clothing here has been reduced a lot. When I'm done eating, you can eat again, I'm hungry for a while on an empty stomach, and it's not good to eat some leftovers. I can't eat too much left and right, Qingju, you go to the kitchen again, and bring the two of you food together, and we will eat together. ”

Tong Jiayan's words came out, and Qingju and Luwu's hearts could not be said to be untouched.

Seeing her resolute attitude, Qingju had no choice but to obediently go to the kitchen again and bring the rest of the meal.

Tong Jiayan has a saying that is true, the grade of eating and eating in other villages has dropped a lot.

The cattle steward's house only made two large meat dishes at noon, a bowl of braised pork was secretly eaten by Mama Zhao in advance, and most of the remaining plate of fried meat with small green peppers was served to Tong Jiayan by green oranges. She and Luwu are two people, and there is only a little fried vegetables and fried radishes left to eat.

When there were only Lu Wu and Tong Jiayan in the house, she couldn't help but ask the doubts in her heart: "Miss......"

"What's wrong?" Tong Jiayan looked at her.

Lu Wu shook his head, and said with a very confused expression: "It feels like you have changed a lot at once...... "Obviously, the person is still the same person, but the feeling is completely different from before.

Tong Jiayan smiled: "Is that getting good or bad?" ”

Lu Wu hurriedly said: "Okay, okay! It's better than before! ”

In her last life, she had an accident, it was Qingju who secretly took her away, and on the way to escape, she heard Qingju say that the key to the door lock of the wing room was accidentally dropped in her room when Luwu came to see her, and the key fell at the same time as an old purse containing more than a dozen taels of silver.

She sighed inwardly, secretly wondering how stupid she had lived in her last life.

Qingju came back with the meal, and the three of them sat down to eat together.

Qingju and Luwu still didn't dare to be too casual, they only sat on a stool on their buttocks, and only sandwiched the fried radish in front of them, or Tong Jiayan personally sandwiched a small fried meat with a large chopsticks between them, and the two of them quickly finished the meal with red eyes.

Tong Jiayan divided most of them with the watermelon.

After eating a meal, Tong Jiayan looked at the two of them with a smile: "Why do you let you have a meal with me, but your nose and eyes are red after eating?" ”

Qingju spoke first: "The slave is happy!" ”

Lu Wu couldn't help but smile: "The slave maid is also happy!" ”

They never imagined that one day the young lady would say these heart-to-heart words to them. Although it is the duty of slaves to do things for the master, their efforts can be seen and remembered by the master, and it will still make people feel more worthy and moved.

……

The air after the rain is exceptionally fresh, and even the hot air during the day is much cooler.

Tong Jiayan regained some strength after eating, and thought about going out to Zhuangzi for a walk outside.

Qingju happily agreed: "Slave maid accompany Miss!" ”

Luwu has a more stable temperament, and when she heard that the words were not good, she disturbed Tong Jiayan's Yaxing, and was worried that her body would not be able to go too far before she healed, so she suggested: "Why don't you just take a walk around Zhuangzi, it has just rained this day, and I am afraid that the roads in the distance are wet and difficult to walk." ”

Tong Jiayan replied with a smile: "I listen to you." He looked at her with a playful gaze.

The green man's face turned red, and he looked very embarrassed.

Qingju's eyes rolled, and he put his arm around Tong Jiayan, then turned his head, and said to Luwu with a narrow face: "Yes, yes, we all listen to Luwu girl." The green girl is so powerful, if anyone can marry her in the future, they must marry a good housekeeper! ”

Lu Wu's face turned even redder when she heard this, she stomped her feet with a shy face, and reached over to pinch Qingtang: "Okay, you bad hooves, you dare to arrange me arbitrarily in front of Miss, see if I don't tear your mouth!" ”

Qingju ran around Tong Jiayan to avoid her: "Miss, help, Miss Luwu is going to die!" ”

The sound of giggling and laughing sounded, and Tong Jiayan seemed to be infected by the sound of these two people, and the haze in his heart was swept away a lot, and he gradually became relaxed.

Qingju and Luwu glanced at each other, and a smile crossed their eyes.