"Mama Li! Miss! Qing Qian pouted and looked at the two of them unhappily: "All the way over, your stomach is going to be hungry, Mama, you just care about the eldest lady." After that, he clutched his stomach and sighed.

"Poof." Su Baiqiu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at the shallow appearance. This girl, I really don't know what to say about her. Mama Li also covered her mouth and smiled when she saw this.

"I was so happy that I forgot about it. Qingqian, come, I'll cook, you and the eldest lady sit first. Mama Li beckoned the two into the house.

Su Baiqiu glanced at the maid who was still covering her stomach on the side, and smiled undiminishedly. How could Mama Li and she not know that this girl was trying to prevent the two of them from mentioning old things again, so as not to make them cry again, so they used such a lame reason to change the topic.

"Miss, don't dislike the slave here." After Su Baiqiu stepped into the room, Mama Li said with a look of shame. This tattered place really wronged the eldest lady.

Looking around, there is only a table, a bed, four stools, and some cupboards and teapots. This deplorable scene makes people feel sad when they see it.

Seeing Su Baiqiu looking at the room, Mama Li continued with a slightly red face and embarrassment: "Miss, you sit down first, don't worry, I have wiped this stool, it is broken, but it is clean." ”

Qingqian took the bench handed by Mama Li, couldn't hold back her fast-talking temper and asked directly: "Mama Li, why are you so poor?" Didn't the lord buy you a nice mansion and give you a sum of silver? ”

Thinking that when Mama Li was in the house in the past, she was bullied by an older maid, but she stopped her and wiped her face, and her shallow tone couldn't help but be sad.

"Let's not talk about this, that, you wait a minute, I'll go cook." Mama Li dodged her words, and hurriedly turned around and walked towards a smaller room, presumably the kitchen.

"Miss, do you think Mama Li doesn't want me to ask this question?" Qing Qian muttered: "Miss, you have something to say, don't you wonder what's going on?" Su Baiqiu didn't say a word during the whole process, just calmly drank the white water in the cup.

"Miss, Qingqian, I'm sorry for you, the slave is really sorry for you." After a while, Mama Li came over with a wooden table containing two plates of vegetables and two portions of rice, and looked at the meal that didn't even have some minced meat.

"Oops, it's delicious to look at." Qing Qian took the meal and played the round field: "Mama, I have long heard from the people in the house that you are skillful, and you want to cook very well." ”

"Miss, eat quickly." The master didn't move the chopsticks, where was the reason for the next person to eat first, brought the rice to Su Baiqiu, and pressed the saliva lightly: "Miss, don't drink water!" ”

Mama Li looked at Qingqian's childlike posture and couldn't help chuckling: "Miss, she's a little gluttonous cat I'm afraid she's hungry, hurry up and eat." ”

Su Baiqiu was still expressionless, looking out of place with the cheerful atmosphere at the moment. Picked up the chopsticks and tasted it: "You all eat it quickly." ”

Hearing the sound, Qing Qian hurriedly moved the chopsticks, and Mama Li also sat down. However, neither of them noticed Su Baiqiu's subtle movement of frowning inadvertently.

The thought that had flashed on the road just now seems to have been grasped. The chopsticks rested on the porcelain bowl and made a sound: "Mama, how was my mother's health before?" ”