Autumn pattern is ashamed.

His hands were dirty. Qilan pulled it, and her palms were definitely dirty and black.

Liu Jianran sighed: "This Li Xiangui, I still have to scold when I see it." The fire girl is not a person? Should the fire girl be beaten to death? He suddenly turned to Shi Ximo again, "This matter is also your fault." In the end, Mama Zhao is old, and her old eyes are dizzy, how can she take care of things? If there is no stubble today, there will be trouble tomorrow. It can be seen that you don't care about your aunt and grandmother, if you really miss her upbringing, you should find a few young and strong girls to watch the house. ”

Liu Jian is used to dyeing Ximo, and he is ruthless when he talks angrily.

Sometimes, it's a poke at the heart.

It's also a loss to Ximo, so I don't care about it.

But this time, Ximo couldn't help frowning, and had to defend a few words. This willow sword dye, openly and secretly protecting the autumn pattern, could it be...... Ken Ran has a mind on her?

It's not impossible.

It's been two or three years since that Yanhong died. Jian Ran was alone and regained his vitality. He is also in his youth, and it is not impossible to like others.

Perhaps, this fire girl autumn pattern entered his eyes.

For some reason, Ximo groaned a little in his heart, mixed with a little unhappiness.

He said with the sword: "What is going on, we still need to continue to review." You are not allowed to go to Mr. Li. Since I have commanded him, I cannot trouble him. ”

Ximo is not biased towards Li Xiangui.

Li Xiangui is a deep person. Although he is a slave, according to his identity as a general manager, he is very special in Shifu. is not only the right-hand man of the general manager Yuansheng, but also the father of the old lady at home. The roots are deep.

He didn't want to offend Li Xiangui because of this.

If you offend him, you will offend a group of people in the house.

"Qilan, this girl is weak, so you can help her and help her into the main hall of the grass house. Today, I will be able to get to the bottom of this case. ”

Qilan listened and nodded.

She is very sympathetic to Autumn Pattern. This girl was tortured for more than ten days and beaten, but she didn't recognize herself as a thief. It can be seen that she is not.

"Uncle, of course Qilan listens to you."

She smiled warmly at Ximo, with a little infatuation on her face.

Ximo glanced at it and understood in his heart.

Qilan has him in her heart. This seems to be no secret in Shifu. The falling flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless. He treats Qilan without any special feelings.

The news of the uncle's return to the house spread all over the grass house in an instant.

Mrs. Pan and her daughter learned the news in the firewood room. The two mothers and daughters are hiding in one place, you look at me, I look at you, and their eyelids are jumping back and forth.

Chun Yan pouted: "Mother, I'm so panicked in my heart." Uncle is back, re-trial Qiu Wen, this trial will definitely have to judge me. Mother, I'm afraid. ”

When Mrs. Pan heard this, she poked her daughter's forehead and complained: "My son, do you still know how to be afraid?" If you confess, I am your mother, how good can I be? You're really going to kill me. The old aunt has a few good things, and the things in the world are much better. Why are you so shallow-eyed? The year before last, I also made you a pair of gold bracelets. Last year, I gave you two more golden hairpins. The conscience of heaven and earth, my mother, I am afraid that I am the best mother in the world. I really can't do anything about it, just leave it to fate! ”

Pan Niangzi sat on the threshold with her ass.

Chunyan was even more anxious, she kept pushing Pan Niangzi: "Mother, but you can't see death without help." You think about ideas. It's really not good, find a substitute for the dead! ”

When Mrs. Pan heard this, she sneered: "For the dead ghost? You are an oil gourd blindfolded! Who will stand up for you in such a thing? Have you ever had a relationship with someone who beheaded him? ”

The spring geese couldn't do it anymore, and they began to cry again.

"Oh, Aunt Pan, are you here? Uncle told you to go! A little guy in the brook ink room suddenly jumped over from the shade of the tree, which frightened the mother and daughter.

This little guy is not very old and has a naughty temperament.

In fact, he had already seen Pan Niangzi and Chun Yan'er. Just in the blink of an eye, there was a very large and very tall almond tree nearby. It's summer, and the tree is still bearing red apricot fruits.

The little guy was greedy, and he climbed the tree and stuffed several large ones into his pocket. Because he was so engrossed, he didn't hear what Mrs. Pan and her daughter said.

When Mrs. Pan saw someone, she panicked even more. When he saw the person clearly, he patted his chest vigorously and said, "Qing'er, it's you, it's scared me to death!" ”

This little guy is called Qing'er.

Qing'er's mother and Pan Niangzi have a good relationship. Because she is also a merry master. It's a pity that he passed away last year. Qing'er eats and drinks in the small kitchen, and Mrs. Pan also takes good care of him.

"Eat apricots!" Qing'er smiled and handed Chunyan a red apricot.

How can the spring goose have a mind.

"Auntie, what's wrong? Look at your sad faces? ”

Pan Niangzi immediately denied it. "It's hot. We were talking about making something cold and sweet, and you came over! ”

Qing'er smiled: "This is good, I don't have to climb trees to pick apricots." By the way, Liu Ye said that he had eaten a fairy grass shell outside, and that thing was eaten in his mouth, cold and lubricated, and melted in his mouth, which was a good thing to cool off. If you can do it, Uncle will be happy! ”

"Fairy grass shell, have you ever seen it?"

After Mrs. Pan asked, she was still depressed. After this incident, she was not in the mood for that.

"I'm going to see it, I've already drawn it for you. I take the real uncle's affairs to heart. "Qing'er is naughty, but also loyal. followed Ximo as a scholar for several years, learned a lot of words, and could make a little crooked poetry.

At that moment, Qing'er urged Pan Niangzi and Chunyan to hurry over.

"The people in the kitchenette were there. You are the leader, you don't go, look at the slack. ”

Pan Niangzi couldn't, and Chunyan reluctantly entered the main hall of the grass house. At this time, if there were wings, her mother and daughter only hoped that there would be dust under their feet, and they flew away immediately.

Qilan is a careful one.

She found Chunqin and quietly instructed.

Chunqin nodded and asked a little girl to change Qiuwen's clothes. In the end, her clothes were too shabby to look at. "Sister Qi, come in with me, and I'll pour tea with you. I have a thick Biluo spring here. ”

Chunqin knows Qilan's preferences.

Qilan thought about it and said, "Okay." I'm an old lady's person. Your uncle is judging the subordinates of the family, and it is inconvenient for me to show my face, so it is better to avoid it. ”

"I knew that my sister was the most sensible. How can the old lady personally train the person be worse? Chunqin took a comb, came over to comb Qilan's hair, and lowered her voice, "I know what is on your mind." But I watched coldly, I was afraid that the uncle didn't have you in his heart. ”

Qilan's eyes immediately lowered, and her face was bitter.

"When I say this, my sister doesn't like to hear it. I tested my uncle. This man in our family is really a bit weird. To say that it is ugly, it is called incomprehensible amorous. At best, it's called celibacy. I'm still his personal big girl, and for so many years, I haven't seen where he is or where he is. ”

Qilan pondered for a while: "You are not me after all. Uncle actually cherishes people. You know what you're thinking, you don't have to go to the old lady, just talk to the uncle. ”

Chunqin sighed: "I remember you, but you care about me?" It can be seen that we are true sisters. Not to mention, I've got some great snacks here, just for you. ”

Chunqin closed the door of the room, asked a little maid to guard the door outside, and ate snacks and drank tea with Qilan, regardless of the life or death of the fire-burning girl in Qiuwen in the outer hall.

Qilan drank some tea, but wanted to listen to it by the door.

Chunqin stopped her: "I know you feel sorry for that girl." And rest assured, our uncle is the most merciful. Even if the fire girl is a thief, she is also a first-time offender, and the uncle will be merciful. ”

Things are a little bit strange.

The willow sword dye is clearly sheltered by the autumn pattern. Seeing that she had changed her clothes, she called a mother-in-law to wash her face. The people below couldn't help whispering.

Liu Jian glanced at them whitely, but did not explain.

Shi Ximo coughed: "Everyone is here?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a mother-in-law outside the door coming back and forth: "Uncle, Mama Zhao is here." ”

"Call her in."

Mama Zhao came in crying.

"Mama, what's wrong again?"

Mama Zhao cried even more, stepped forward step by step, and knelt down again in front of Ximo: "Uncle, the old slave is ashamed, the old slave has no face......"

She stubbornly refused to get up.

Chunqin and Qilan listened carefully inside the door. Seeing Mama Zhao say guilty, the two couldn't help but glance at each other.

"What the hell is going on?"

Mama Zhao grinned with a few missing teeth, trembling: "Uncle, the old slave and the deceased aunt and grandmother all believe in the Bodhisattva's surname Buddha." The Bodhisattva is in the sky, and the Bodhisattva knows everything! The charcoal ash that the uncle found in the old aunt's house was not from this fire girl, but from the soles of my feet...... I don't know if this girl is a thief, but this charcoal ash really has nothing to do with her......"

"What? Really! Liu Jian's eyebrows were upside down, "Ximo, this matter really has nothing to do with Qiu Wen!" Liu Jianran was in good spirits, so he asked Mama Zhao again: Then where did you get this charcoal ash?

When Chunqin heard this, she was stunned, put her mouth to Qilan's ear, and said a few words.

Qilan sighed: "I see! I'm afraid that this Mama Zhao will steal things more than once! ”