She bent down and put the cat down, and her heart turned a thousand times, and finally, she seemed to inadvertently probe: "You also crossed over?" ”

"Kawagaku?" Luo Ziyu coughed lightly twice, and the maid next to him hurriedly pasted it, he looked up at Chu Xiaoliu, raised his chin slightly, and said, "What kind of place is that?" If you can tell this son, this son will be rewarded. ”

Chu Xiaoliu had a touch of disappointment in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and he looked at the person in front of him with gray pupils and smiled: "I'm not from Chuanyue, I just heard someone say it, how can I know?" ”

Luo Ziyu turned his head and thought about it, and changed the topic: "Your dim sum is doing well, you can come and make it for me if you have nothing to do in the future, how about it?" ”

"Okay!" Chu Xiaoliu couldn't get along with money, so he nodded immediately.

"And today's thing called double skin milk, is it made of milk?"

"Yes!"

"Are you good at making pastries?"

"Almost!"

……

The two sang and harmonized, and the speed of speech became faster and faster, leaving no room for thought.

Finally, he suddenly stood up: "Are you from Chuanyue?" ”

"No!!"

Chu Xiaoliu was categorical and full of energy.

Luo Ziyu's eyes looked at her for a long time, and he snorted coldly, don't overdo it.

The scene instantly turned cold.

Chu Xiaoliu lowered her eyes and smiled, this trick was left over by her, how could she still be fooled?

The little scholar standing beside Chu Xiaoliu saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly apologized to her in a milky voice: "The things made by the girl are quite ...... with my aunt's."

"What is Auntie? She is the mother of my sister-in-law, and the head of our family! cough cough cough cough ......" Luo Ziyu was a little annoyed when he heard his aunt's name, his voice was loud, and he coughed all of a sudden.

The little scholar seemed to be frightened, and quickly changed his words, "The things made by the girl are quite similar to my wife, and the son thinks that you and your aunt are from the same place." These days, my aunt and Mrs. are not in good health, and they are always thinking about what to go home, Chuanyue and the like, and the son has been raised under the knees of Mrs. since he was a child, and he is the most filial, so he wants to ask the girl about it! ”

Chu Xiaoliu glanced at Luo Ziyu, who had just finished coughing and was leaning on the maid's arms with some difficulty, and then looked at the little scholar with an eager face in front of him, and always felt that something was wrong. Reining her thoughts, she shook her head and said confusedly, "I don't know where that place is. ”

No matter how the master and servant asked, she looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, her face was full of honesty, and she couldn't see the slightest flaw.

Just kidding, crossing is her biggest secret, how could she tell an outsider plainly, besides, the connection between this sister-in-law and her aunt, she, a conspiracy theorist, inexplicably feels wrong, the rights and wrongs of a wealthy family, and she, an independent and helpless little peasant girl, should not be provoked.

Later, seeing that she really couldn't ask anything, Luo Ziyu lost her temper in a hurry, and drove her out with all the maids around her, leaving only the little scholar to serve beside her.

There was a faint cry of anxious comfort from the little scholar: "Childe, dissipate your anger, we will help my aunt find her hometown." ”

Chu Xiaoliu stretched her waist when she listened, now that she has offended the nobles in the restaurant, I am afraid that she will not be able to make quick money here in the future. After going downstairs to collect the money, she stretched and left.

After hearing the sound outside, Luo Ziyu, who was panting, got up and poured himself a cup of tea, his breath was steady and long, like a person who had been sick for a long time.

"Childe, take the antidote, the maids who Aunt Ruan planted beside you were poisoned while feeding you." The little scholar skillfully took out a small porcelain vase from his sleeve.

Luo Ziyu took it and put it in his mouth, took a sip of tea, swallowed it as soon as his Adam's apple slipped, looked out the window and said with some regret: "I originally wanted to ask about Aunt Ruan through her mouth, but it seems that I can't ask anything." ”

"What are you going to do?" The little scholar still looked happy and innocent before, but there was a little coldness in his eyes.

Luo Ziyu knocked on the tea table with his fingertips, and said casually disapprehantly: "Kill it!" Anyway, Aunt Ruan herself is highly poisoned, and she is not far from death, and it doesn't matter if she knows some things or not. ”