Yimei courtyard is not big, and the courtyard you enter, at a glance, is clear at a glance.

There are three main rooms, and there is an ear room on each side, which is used to pile up sundries and clean rooms, and the east and west wings are also three rooms each, but the area is smaller than the main room, and it is temporarily divided into a lower room and a warehouse.

Du Jun turned around, he could see that the yard has been around for many years, but the maintenance is not bad, the whole is similar to the courtyard outside, decent, the only bright spot is a big tree in the center of the courtyard, but the season is not right, you can only see the dead branches of the staggered branches, and you can't see what variety.

"This is the osmanthus tree, when the osmanthus blooms, the fragrance will float for ten miles, and the whole mansion can smell it", Song Jiang said with a smile as he stood aside.

"We can't live when the osmanthus flowers bloom", Du Jun patted the trunk regretfully, thinking of the sweet osmanthus cake, and suddenly became unhappy.

"If you like, let's come back for a few days when the osmanthus blooms?"

"Don't!"

Du Jun refused without thinking about it, this matter was even more terrifying than the osmanthus tree.

In the half hour just now, she had already deeply reflected, with her brain, at most she could survive half an episode, not a little more, referred to as cannon fodder in cannon fodder.

Therefore, she decided, after the matter, she will go to the clothes, hide her merit and fame, and fight in the palace, so let's get out of the way, she is suitable to be a rich man, occasionally robbing or something.

Woo woo woo ~ ~ ~ Although she is unwilling, she really can't do it, her combat effectiveness is off the charts, and her combat effectiveness is bursting, and she is not in the same weight class at all.

"Whatever you want", Song Jiang didn't insist when he heard this, he could guess Du Jun's thoughts and appreciate it.

Then the two went to the main room for a turn.

"How?" Song Jiang asked with a praising expression of begging for praise.

He personally supervised this main room, and used up a few favors to put it together, beds, tables and chairs, exquisite ornaments, although it is not as good as several other brothers, but it is already considered to be in the upper class in the house.

He is proud of it.

Unexpectedly, Du Jun didn't appreciate it at all, pinched the quilt, looked at the charcoal basin again, and said an answer that made Song Jiang grit his teeth.

"Do you want to hear the truth, or do you want to tell a lie?"

Yes, a glance at this posture knew that Du Jun was not satisfied.

In an instant, Song Jiang's glass heart was shattered into slag.

"Okay, don't make trouble", Du Jun pushed Song Jiang's head away, "You know me, I like to be clean, many things here have been used, I'm not used to it, but, I'm still very grateful." ”

"What then? It's too late to change. ”

"Leave it to me, and you'll see!"

Du Jun sold it and pulled Song Jiang out of the main house.

Before leaving, he took the charcoal basin out.

There are people coming and going in the small courtyard, two people carrying a large box, and one person holding a small box, which is endless.

Mother Sun held her hands together, as if she was commanding thousands of troops, standing at the door of the warehouse and pointing proudly.

"Be careful, don't touch it, that's the treasure that the tenth master brought back from Anxian."

"There's also that, stack it up, pay attention to put the side with the sticker outside, and save it again."

Seeing Du Jun and Song Jiang coming out, an old face bloomed in an instant.

"Young master, don't worry, there are old slaves watching, and no one is missing."

sweared, almost patted his chest and promised.

Du Jun was dumbfounded, this person has changed too much! What about the rules? What about elegance? It's all eaten by ghosts!?

"Miss, Mother Sun thought that these were all prepared by her uncle, so she ......"

Soon, Du Jun knew the reason.

But it doesn't matter, what's hiss is hers, and hers is his.

"I'll give you a tip in a moment, and Miss is going to use that box?"

Du Jun gestured, understood in seconds, and turned to leave.

"What are you two doing, comparing and gesturing, like a street code."

After Mancang left, Song Jiang came over with interest.

"Secrets between women, don't get mixed with men."

Song Jiang, who was choked, immediately became honest.

At the time of a cup of tea, the large and small cages were put into the warehouse, and Du Jun stood under the eaves and appeared on the stage.

"Thank you for your help, a little heart, I hope you don't mind."

While speaking, Man Cang happily came out with a box and opened it, with a full purse inside.

"This is our master's reward, one for each person, everyone has a share."

"And, it's just a purse, it's a shame!"

"That's better than nothing."

Seeing the purse, someone's face changed, the purse rewarded, there was more to say, you can put a few pennies, you can also put a few candied fruits, what's more, put a few dried flowers, but also its reputation, sachet!

Phew, if you don't have money, you say you don't have money, so why pretend to be something.

For a while, I lowered my head and listened to my ears, thinking about everything, but soon this argument was annihilated in a huge surprise.

"Fifty yuan, inside is fifty yuan!"

The mother-in-law with a fast hand held the purse and screamed.

Really, really fifty wen?

The mother-in-law and the maid's eyes are red, they are no better than those stewards or big maids who have a face in front of the master, and they can often ask for rewards from the master, most of them are rough mothers-in-law, the lowest level of the servants, the monthly money is only two hundred to three hundred wen, so what fifty wen means is self-evident, at least five days' wages!

And the time they spent was only an hour, and they were still sent by their own masters, and even if they sent half of it to the steward after they returned, the deal was still earned.

After a series of thanks, there were only eight people left in the courtyard.

"Winter Solstice, why are you here too?"

There were a lot of people just now, and the little maid was short, so the people would disperse, and Song Jiang noticed it.

Who is this man? Would you like to introduce it?

Du Jun lost his eyes.

Song Jiang understood in seconds, and whispered sideways, "Aunt Guan's yard." ”

Aunt Guan?

Oh, Song Jiang's biological mother, Du Jun's head, received.

Here, the little maid named Winter Solstice was also reporting to Song Jiang, "Master Bingshi, my aunt asked me to come." ”

Then he looked at Du Jun, "This is the tenth lady, she looks so good!" ”

Oh, on the road!

Du Jun is beautiful in her heart, she likes this kind of straightforward praise, simple and clear, worthy of the light makeup she wasted a quarter of an hour painting.

He pursed his lips and asked, "Why didn't you take your purse?" ”

The little maid's posture did not move, "My aunt said, the tenth master has just started a family, and it is the time to use silver, so if you can save it, you can save it, and besides, the slave maid has monthly money." ”

Regardless of whether it is true or not, just rush this sentence, and Du Jun is willing to give it.

"Full warehouse, get four purses and a bag of preserved fruits for my little sister."

"No, no, you really don't have to give it to me, my aunt will be annoyed."

"Take it, and it should be your New Year's money."

The little maid looked at her eleven or twelve years old, and she came out on an errand when she was younger than Zhao Xiu, Du Jun's compassion attacked, and she didn't care about the three melons and two dates at all.

"Accept it, our young lady will reward it, to be honest, my aunt will only praise you", Mancang stuffed the purse into the little girl's arms with great discernment, which was completely a posture that could not be refused. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Ancient Life of the Last Woman" and read it for free for the first time.