From the next day, the princes of the ten halls and eight floors of the Yin Division all received an invitation from Mocheng. said that the pearl of the palm supported by Mocheng, Mo Jinyu's little son has already made a marriage.

The object of the marriage is a little-known little person, and according to legend, he once worked as a domestic slave in the Mocheng City Lord's Mansion.

For a while, the story of the Phoenix Girl began to circulate in the community, and the bridge of the down-and-out lady and the pretty son became popular again in the major bookstores.

Correspondingly, it is said that the backyards of the major mansions set off a vigorous investigation campaign for a while, and the househusbands and husbands tacitly began to distribute benefits to the servants in the mansions.

Make one piece of spring and autumn clothes for each person - tailor-made.

There are countless small servants who have fallen into the water, but on the whole it is just a cold and typhoid fever, and most of them can be cured after inviting a doctor to "consult". Although a few of them accidentally drowned.

But such a few people, in the huge number of noble attendants, are not even a single digit, let alone attract attention.

In this way, without the knowledge of Mo Xiaoyou, her verbal promise successfully set off a bloody storm in the backyard in the circle of Yin Si nobles.

On this day, the ink demon was tinkering with unsweet pastries for Mo Xiaozu in the kitchen, and the old housekeeper rushed from the main courtyard in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the kitchen, he shouted to the ink demon:

"Girl! There's a guy in the front yard looking for you by name. I had a lot of things in my hand, but I looked like I was looking for revenge. Even Childe's blue and white porcelain bowl has been smashed twice. You see, do you go and see it now, or do you go back to the old slave? ”

Mo Xiaoyou's eyebrows raised when she heard this, and listening to this description, she somehow had a bad premonition.

Such an arrogant and domineering character, in her impression, it seems that only one person will have it. It's just that with that person's pride, he won't come to visit him as a small servant.

"I'll take a look."

Finally, she scooped up a scoop of water, washed her batter-covered hands, and wiped vigorously on the white cloth, and then went with the old butler to greet the guests.

As soon as he entered the welcoming hall, the first thing Mo Xiaoyou heard was the crisp sound of porcelain falling to the ground, followed by the murmur of a small maid:

"In such a big mansion, there is only one old servant, hum! The owner of this house seems to be poor enough! ”

"It's true that this mansion is not as grand as the princes' mansions, but we don't have anyone to invite you to come, right? Dropping things when you enter the house like this is not like the bearing that a little servant in the princes' mansion should have! ”

Mo Xiaoyou sneered, and before entering the door, he threw the stubble out first. It doesn't matter if it's Feng Ling's own guy who dares to drop their things?!

Others don't know, Mo Xiaoyou is a clear door, all the tea sets in their mansion are all fine blue and white porcelain, this one falls, it will not be a set.

With Mo Xiaoyao's thrifty (stingy) thrift, if she can suppress this breath at this time, her state of mind cultivation will also reach a certain level.

"Humph! You poor sour! Good luck not knowing where it came from! Here! This is our son's thank you gift!

You can make my son-in-law easy to find! I actually hid in this mansion, thinking that this would be able to take away the thank you gift that our son said?!

Hum! Hurry up and take this thank you gift, you and our son will be settled! Don't think about climbing the big tree of our son in the future. “

Mo Xiaoyou looked at the little guy with nostrils facing the sky in front of him, and suddenly regretted a little: Why are you so curious? It would be a waste of time and energy to look at such a brain-dead person with delusions of victimization.

She waved her hand, and the leg that was about to cross the threshold stepped back, and said to the old butler who followed her:

"Uncle Guan, your housekeeper is too incompetent."