In the evening, Steward Lin and Mrs. Chen came back, and saw the youngest daughter lying on the kang reading a book, frowning, pointing with her short and fat fingers, and muttering something in her mouth. Steward Lin laughed, picked up his daughter a few times, and said to Mrs. Chen: "Look at my Niuniu, reading a book." ”

Chen Niangzi couldn't straighten her waist with a smile, pointed at Lin Shuang and said: "Yes, yes, your daughter is the same as Wang Xiantong in Henan, she is born to read and write." ”

Steward Lin glared at her, and said, "That's a demon, a thief, you compare our Niuniu with him, don't you want your life?" ”

Mrs. Chen didn't dare to refute, so she shrunk her neck and busied.

Steward Lin followed the chief steward to collect rent and manage accounts on weekdays, and after learning a few words, he sat on the kang with his little daughter in his arms and found the words he knew from the book to teach her. But he only knew a few words in total, and he taught one wrong.

Lin Shuang didn't correct him, she just followed the reading, and found out what he had taught to read it, and now Steward Lin was even happier, and kissed her on the tender face several times.

Steward Lin's family of three all led errands, so their family all ate food from the big kitchen, and when they had errands, they ate in the kitchen or in the next room, and when there was no errand, Mrs. Chen brought the food back and the family sat together to eat, and every time she received more kitchens, she would not be embarrassed, and the little girl Yin'er would eat the rest of their family.

Every time she saw Yin'er sitting on the threshold eating leftovers, Lin Shuang worried about the future.

Steward Lin's family is the son of the Lin family, and Lin Shuang will have to be the little girl of the owner in the future, she is okay in Zhuangzi, she has her father and mother to take care of her, if she is transferred back to the Lin Mansion to work, she will have to sit on the threshold and eat the rest of the owner's family, what dignity does she have as a person. But everyone thinks that this is normal, and the wife rewards the leftover meals, and the servants in the Zhuangzi feel honored when they get it.

When the eldest brother Lin Xia came back, the family ate around the table, and Lin Shuang asked him: "Brother, can I not be a little girl in the future?" ”

Lin Xia took out a small piece of vegetables from the bowl and fed it to her mouth, and replied without thinking: "No." ”

Steward Lin smiled: "What do you want to do if you don't want to be a little girl?" ”

Lin Shuang said seriously: "It's good to be a farmer or a business." ”

Lin Xia glanced at her with contempt and said, "It's not promising." ”

Mrs. Chen quit and knocked him with chopsticks, "How can you do this, brother, don't teach your sister to speak well." ”

Lin Shuang asked: "Then my brother said, what do you do to be profitable?" ”

Lin Xia straightened his chest and said: "Naturally, he is the chief steward of the house, majestic." ”

Steward Lin laughed, and Mrs. Chen was also amused: "This stinky boy still wants to be a big steward." ”

Lin Shuang said: "But the chief steward also has to listen to the owner's words, and he is not free." ”

Steward Lin said curiously: "Hey, who taught my daughter what she said?" ”

The family looked at Lin Shuang suspiciously, and Mrs. Chen asked, "Niuniu, who said this to you?" ”

Lin Shuang saw the strange eyes of his family and knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he replied, "Master Xiucai said it." ”

Lin Shuang said that Xiu is a distant relative of the Lin family, surnamed Shen, it is said that he has not won the title of lifting people for more than 20 years, and he has exhausted all the family wealth left by his ancestors, and he only has to go to Mrs. Lin in Beijing. Shen Xiucai followed the old man of the Lin family to live in Zhuangzi for a few days last summer, as for whether he had said anything to Lin Shuang, Steward Lin and Mrs. Chen couldn't remember clearly.

Lin Xia said disdainfully: "What kind of master is that, the poor relatives who fight the autumn wind are almost the same." ”

Steward Lin's face changed, and he shouted: "Shut up for me, you dare to say this!" No matter how poor people are, they are also masters. ”

Lin Xia was not convinced, and said strongly: "It was said by the pillar brother next to the eldest master." ”

Steward Lin slapped the table and scolded: "The little rabbit cub doesn't learn well, and others look down on people." If he is not a master, why doesn't he have to kneel when he sees people kneel? Why can he build a house and buy land, but you can't? Why can he go to the old lady, you can't go anywhere? ”

Lin Xia was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Lin Shuang opened a pair of big black eyes and asked curiously, "Why?" ”

Steward Lin touched Lin Shuang's head: "Master Xiucai is the master, we are servants, people can't forget your own identity, if you forget, you will do something wrong." ”

Seeing that her husband was unhappy, Mrs. Chen hurriedly said: "Niu Niuxiao, how can you understand these things, it was all Shen Xiucai talking nonsense in front of the children." ”

He said to Lin Shuang again: "If you can serve in front of the young master, wear silk clothes and gold, eat and drink spicy food, isn't it a hundred times better than the peasant woman who works in the field all day?" In the future, if she is promoted to a housekeeper mother, she will still have a little girl to serve, is it ten thousand times stronger than the peasant woman who starved and sold her sons and daughters in that disaster year? ”

Lin Shuang thought about it, nodded, and felt that being a farmer in ancient times was indeed not a good job.

Lin Xia smiled, "If you want to be a peasant woman and a businessman, you can't do it, you don't have land and no money." After thinking about it, he added: "There is no deed." ”

Poor Lin Shuang's little pot friend, carefully understood what the deed is, and finally recognized the reality that his family is a lowly family, and saw that the old lady and the young master had to kneel, and could not own private property, there was no body deed, and it was the property of the owner.