With the sound, the sound in the hall stopped abruptly, and several people invariably aimed their eyes at the three Du monarchs and servants.

At the same time, Du Jun also narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the few people in the hall.

The first to bear the brunt of Mrs. Zhou's Tang family, wearing a set of purple palace clothes, sat casually in Du Jun's usual position with the posture of a hostess, without the slightest posture that a guest should have.

On the other hand, Zhao Yan, the owner of the farm, stayed on the left hand side of Tang's head like an angry little daughter-in-law, and when she saw Du Jun, a relieved wry smile suddenly appeared on her tense little face.

Alas, eldest sister, you're finally back!

She has a dull personality, and she is not good at socializing with people, not to mention facing a powerful official wife, and she has been able to survive until now because the farm really can't pick a suitable person to accompany her, so she was forcibly pulled over by the child steward.

In addition, there was only one girl standing behind Tang's family, wearing a set of turquoise vests, according to her outfit, it should be a maid brought by Tang's family, and it was this person just now who said that Zhao Yan was not in a good way.

"Madam, in the end, it is a small family, why is it so unruly, and you don't even know how to enter the door!" Before Du Jun could speak, it was this girl who took the lead and broke the deadlock in the hall.

It seemed to be whispering in Tang's ear, but in fact, the volume was not small at all, and the few people in the room were standing or sitting clearly.

"Xilan, Hugh is talking nonsense!"

Hearing this, Tang's brows frowned slightly, lowered his eyelids and pretended to reprimand, and then continued as if explaining and reminding, "This is the lady of the Song Zhutou family, the Du family, and the owner of the prosperous farm, go, hurry up and apologize to others, and don't want to think about what your identity is, you can't hide your mouth, you dare to say anything, next time you look like this, I won't take you out in the future, so as not to embarrass Mrs. Ben." ”

"Yes, ma'am, the slave is wrong."

It seems to be true and false was reprimanded, this maid known as Xilan did not have a trace of unhappiness on her face, but saluted her master Yingying, and then stepped forward and lowered her knees shallowly in the direction of Du Jun, "The maid is clumsy, I didn't recognize Song Niangzi, and I hope Song Niangzi will not worry about the maid." ”

After that, without waiting for Du Jun to speak, the person had already stood up with a smile on the corner of his mouth and naturally retreated behind Tang, the whole process was understated, and Du Jun was not taken seriously at all.

Looking at his master again, Tang didn't seem to see it, he still sat firmly on the chair, staring at Du Jun with a smile.

I'll go, are you two performing double reeds?

Du Jun slandered in his heart, but this acting skill is too bad, everyone can see it, one sings with a red face and the other sings with a white face, isn't it just to give her a dismount?

Taking a deep breath, Du Jun didn't even bow to Tang's body, arched his hand perfunctorily, lifted the corner of his skirt and sat on the opposite side of Tang's square table, picked up the teapot, and poured himself a cup of tea.

You......

Tang was provoked by Du Jun, his eyes narrowed, and he had the intention to teach a lesson, but seeing that Du Jun was drinking happily, somehow, the words were swallowed back when they came to his mouth.

Forget it, what's there to do with a thirsty ghost.

Tang didn't pick a thorn, but it doesn't mean that Du Jun will think that nothing has happened before, after drinking half a cup of tea, he seemed to hold the teacup and said to Tang: "Hey, Mrs. Zhou, I listened to it at the door, and found that it really made your slave and maid right, this pot of tea tastes light and has no aroma, how can it be served to you, it's really rude." Mancang, go to my house to get some good tea from the Li Mansion last time, let the kitchen take care of it carefully, make a good pot, remember, simmer slowly, don't bring it up if you don't have time. ”

"And", after commenting on the tea, Du Jun picked up the pastries on the side again, "These snacks are too ordinary, let's take them down, ask the fourth uncle to prepare a car to go to Yufang Zhai to buy some of the freshest and most delicious, don't forget to put those that have been put for a long time, one by one hard and like stones in the pit, you must tell their shopkeeper, this is for Mrs. Zhou to eat, if it is just baked, it must be the kind with hot air, so it is fresh." After that, Du Jun also winked at Man Cang mischievously.

Forehead! Miss, do you describe dim sum like that? It always feels like that......

The little girl resisted the urge to burst into laughter, and looked at Du Jun worriedly and comfortably, and then responded prettyly.

"Sister, I'..... I'm going to help too. ”

At the same time, Zhao Yan also realized that the atmosphere in the hall had suddenly changed 180 degrees since Du Jun spoke, and she hurriedly excused herself to help and retreated.

In the blink of an eye, only the Tang family's master and servant and Du Jun were left in the originally crowded hall, and even the snacks and tea on the table were pulled to Du Jun's side.

At this time, if the master and servant of the Tang clan still don't understand Du Jun's intentions, they might as well go out and buy a piece of tofu and kill him.

Tang pursed his lips tightly, his face almost turned into substance, and the maid he brought was also angry, took a step forward, and pointed at Du Jun's nose is a reprimand.

"Song Niangzi, don't be too much, how can you say that Song Zhutou is also a subordinate of my family, and Mrs. is a kind-hearted county magistrate who sent a lot of things to the nursery school, don't look at the monk's face, you have to look at the Buddha's face, how can Song Niangzi open her mouth is filthy?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Regarding the woman's accusation, Du Jun's eyes widened and said that she did not accept it at all.

Shrugged his shoulders and explained with a smile, "As you said, Mrs. Zhou's status is precious, and the farm naturally has to show twelve points of sincerity no matter what aspect it is, so as not to be said that we are not well entertained, isn't this right?" ”

"That ......"

You can't take it all, you can't even keep a teacup!

The maidservant stopped talking, and opened her mouth, but found that she could not say a word.

Can it be said that her wife is not so valuable, this tea is acceptable, and she can barely eat it, so isn't it self-pumping?

But if she doesn't say anything, Madame will be inconvenient at this time, and she will definitely be reprimanded when she returns home, and her status as a first-class maid will also become precarious.

What to do? Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

"What, this sister, did I say the wrong thing?"

Du Jun smiled but didn't give this person any chance, raised his eyebrows, and glanced contemptuously at this extremely happy woman who was squeezed by Zhao Yan, and directly interrupted it, "If I say the wrong thing, the girl must point it out, as you said before, that is, I was lucky to marry a good man, but I was always from a small family, I didn't know enough, and no one taught the rules, so naturally I couldn't learn the girl's sharp teeth, high and low, and I couldn't learn the lady's grace and the way of the emperor. Here, I hope Mrs. Zhou will teach you more. ”

Du Jun had a gentle attitude and spoke softly, but the meaning contained in his words couldn't be clearer, no less than a slap on the spot from Tang's face, so that Tang's couldn't get off the stage.

Moreover, what annoyed Tang even more was that Du Jun did not forget to continue to add fuel to the fire after saying this.

Du Jun respectfully bowed his hand to the Tang family, and even put on a posture of earnestly seeking advice. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.