When Tong Jiayan woke up again, it was already dawn.

Luwu waited for her to freshen up, and when she combed her hair, Yu Guang glanced out of the door, and whispered in her ear: "Mama Zhao has been asking the slave maid if you are up since she got up. The man was still standing outside under the porch. ”

From the bronze mirror, you can see a little bit of the scene by the door, a figure wandering anxiously outside the door, and the indigo skirt shows a corner from time to time.

Tong Jiayan retracted his gaze: "Don't worry about her." ”

Mama Zhao was anxious because of her change of attitude yesterday, not only to find out what was going on, but also to catch her in her hands again.

She didn't bother to deal with it anymore.

"Huh? Mama, why are you standing at the door and not going in? ”

Outside the door, Qingju's gloating voice sounded, and Lu Wu whispered helplessly: "Qingju is too calm." She heard such obvious schadenfreude, and Mama Zhao must have heard it too.

Now it's okay, Mama Zhao must have made a small account for Qingju in her heart.

Tong Jiayan said lightly: "Let her go." ”

has been suppressed by Mama Zhao for so long, Qingju must be depressed in her heart. Once the situation reversed, so, after seeing her attitude change and seeing Mama Zhao lose power here, Qingju couldn't hide the joy in her heart.

In the end, half of the reason is because of her.

Qingju came from the kitchen with a food box, followed by the cattle steward who had rushed from home early in the morning to cook. Seeing Mama Zhao lingering at the door of the main house, her brows furrowed deeply, the cow steward's press was strange in her heart, and she bowed her head after hurriedly seeing a salute, put her hands on the seams of her trousers, lowered her eyelids, and quietly looked at the ground under her feet.

Mama Zhao was already on fire in her belly, and when she heard Qingju's words of schadenfreude, the anger in her stomach rushed to the top of her head.

She turned around and was about to scold when she looked up, but when her eyes turned and fell on the food box in Qingju's hand, she suddenly realized that Tong Jiayan was in the house, and bit her lip again without scolding.

Mama Zhao glared at Qingju fiercely.

Qingju sticks out his tongue.

Mama Zhao's mouth bit out several white marks.

"What are you yelling about?! I don't know if the lady is resting inside! Mama Zhao put on a straight face and returned to the field.

Qingju was about to speak, Zhao Mama stared at the food box in her hand again, a plan came to her mind, she took two steps forward, and snatched the food box from Qingju's hand: "Why did you bring the food until now, it's really slow!" Give it to me, I'll send it in to Miss! ”

Qingju watched dumbfounded as the food box in her hand was snatched away, and when she looked up again, Mama Zhao had already walked into the main room with a raised voice.

"Miss, the slave has brought the rice, you can come out and eat quickly."

Qingju watched this scene in a daze, and stomped his feet angrily and said, "It's so shameless! ”

The cow steward's ears pretended to be deaf, but his head hung lower.

……

In the main room, Mama Zhao took out the food from the food box one by one, and looked up at Tong Jiayan who was walking over from time to time, and said with a smile in her mouth: "Miss is hungry, right?" ”

Tong Jiayan sat down at the table and glanced at the breakfast placed on the table.

"Today I ate pumpkin porridge and steamed buns." After Mama Zhao noticed that her eyes finally fell on the bowl of densely boiled pumpkin porridge, she thought that she didn't like to eat, so she hurriedly brushed herself off and smeared others, "This is not prepared by the slave maid, the slave maid greeted the kitchen early in the morning and asked them to steam a bowl of egg custard that Miss you love in the morning, but who knew that the kitchen did not reassure the slave and maid, and boiled such a pot of pumpkin porridge on her own initiative." ”

Qingju walked in at this moment.

"It's because Miss wants to eat pumpkin porridge, so I got up early to make it."

Is it Miss who wants to eat?

Mama Zhao turned her head in surprise and met Tong Jiayan's calm and unwavering eyes.

Her heart sank, and she somehow lowered her head weakly.

This is a self-defeating statement.

"Is there anything else with Mama?" Tong Jiayan asked.

"No, nothing." Mama Zhao stumbled and said.

"If it's okay, then you can go out first, I don't need too many people to serve here." Tong Jiayan turned his face expressionlessly, and when he looked at Qingju again, he asked, "Is the cow steward here?" ”

Qingju nodded: "Well, I came early in the morning, and now I'm waiting outside, saying that I want to come in and kowtow to Miss to thank you." ”

The cow steward wants to come in and kowtow to Miss Seven to thank you?

Forget it about kowtowing, Shane? Thanks for what? Did something happen that she didn't know about?

Mama Zhao walked out of the door full of doubts, and the cattle steward's family was coming in.

The two of them wiped themselves at the door and met one by one.

Mama Zhao frowned and looked at her sideways, while the cow steward took the corners of her mouth and smiled kindly at her.

No way.

Mama Zhao stood under the porch.

She had to ask what was going on!

……

The purpose of the cow steward's house was achieved, and he happily came out of the main room and left.

As soon as she left the gate of Beizhuang, Mama Zhao ran out of the side room and hurriedly chased after her.

"Wait!"

Mama Zhao panted and caught up with her.

"Mama, what's wrong?"

She dragged the cow steward to stand in the shade of a tree outside the courtyard wall.

The sun above his head was like fire, and even the wind was hot, and after a while, he was sweating from the sun.

Mama Zhao looked around sneakily, lowered her voice and approached the ear of the cow steward: "Let me ask you, yesterday afternoon, the young lady went to your house?" ”

The cow steward nodded, "Yes." ”

"What did Miss do at your house?" Mama Zhao pressed her to ask.

The cow steward's face was surprised: "Mama, don't you know? ”

Mama Zhao looked impatient: "I don't know, if I knew, I would come to ask you?!" ”

The cow steward's face became strange, and it seemed that Miss Seven didn't say anything to this Mama Zhao.

Didn't you say that this Mama Zhao was the most faceless old lady in front of Miss Seven?

Could it be that the rumors are wrong?

"Oh, it's nothing, Miss Seven just walked around casually, and she happened to walk to my door, so she came in and sat down." The cow steward replied.

"Just strolling?" Mama Zhao obviously didn't believe it, "Then what kind of grace did you say you came to kowtow to Miss Seven to thank you?" ”

"Hey! It's Miss Seven, and I sent a lot of pastries and snacks to my little grandson yesterday. Mama, you know, where have we seen such beautiful and delicious pastries and snacks in the countryside? Presumably the price must be expensive. The cow steward's deliberate remarks were vague.

Since Miss Seven didn't talk to Mama Zhao about anything, she naturally didn't talk much.

"Just to thank you for this?" Mama Zhao stared at her suspiciously.

"Mama, is there anything else going on? If it's okay, then I'll have to rush home. My grandson is still sick, I have to go back and boil medicine for him! I won't talk to Mama more. ”

The cow steward just found an excuse and hurriedly ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.