Xu Yuan used the "lady's drinking method" that she had just learned, and took a sip of the milk tea she was holding in her palm.

But Du Jingqing grunted and poured the whole cup.

Xu Yuan was stunned and looked at Du Jingqing, who had never felt this side before, and couldn't help but leave behind the "lady's way of drinking" and drank the milk tea in a big gulp.

Du Jingqing pulled the veil, wiped his mouth reservedly, and asked, "Sister, this tea is so chic, it's the first time I know that milk tea is sweet." ”

There is also milk tea in Jinju, but it is boiled with salt. Xu Yuan pouted the milk tea made in the small kitchen, which was boiled with thick milk and black tea, and the taste was much better than the product of the creamer she drank in her previous life.

Xu Yuan smiled slightly, and proudly talked about the method of this milk tea with Du Jingqing, and said: "I just feel a little violent, boiling this drink, the kitchen actually uses the best black tea." ”

Du Jingqing also smiled and said, "Then I will come to you often to get wet." ”

"That's right, my sister's appetite is good." Xu Yuan smiled, got up and said to the two maids outside, "Come in." ”

After Xiaolan came in, he obviously felt the change in the atmosphere, although the two young ladies were still gossiping as before, but there was something different.

Xiaolan thought: What's different?

And Ru'er was not so keen, she was still a little stunned behind Du Jingqing.

The two chatted for a while, and seeing that it was not early, and the black curtain had completely sunk into the entire sky, Du Jingqing said goodbye: "Yuan'er, I'll go back first, and I'll play with you next time." ”

Xu Yuan smiled bitterly: "I don't know when it will be next time." ”

Du Jingqing was taken aback by this sentence and exclaimed, "What's wrong?" ”

Xu Yuan slumped on the back of the chair and sighed: "My mother invited me to have a master, and I will go to school from February." ”

Du Jingqing breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey, I thought something was wrong, it's okay, I'll look for you when you get out of school." ”

Xu Yuan continued to be paralyzed, and complained: "Master's surname is Song ......"

Du Jingqing was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed: "It won't be that ......"

Then, Du Jingqing suddenly made a solemn salute to Xu Yuan, and said, "Yuan'er, you ask for more blessings, sister, I will retire first." See you soon! ”

As soon as the words fell, she stuck out her tongue at Xu Yuan and slipped away with Ru'er.

Xu Yuan: "......"

I always feel that after talking about it, there is something wrong with this sister's painting style......

But finally got a matter on his mind, and Xu Yuan's heart was also a lot more relaxed.

Xiao Lan packed up the cup and said curiously: "Miss, what happened to you and the girl just now?" ”

Xu Yuan was surprised by Xiaolan's sudden acuity, and replied, "I just talked to her for a while." ”

It's not that Xu Yuan deliberately wants to hide it from Xiaolan, this is not only hers, but also related to Du Jingqing, so it is inconvenient to talk about it.

Xiao Lan just asked casually, and didn't continue to be curious.

The night was already dark, but that call made Xu Yuan's mood fluctuate, and he didn't feel sleepy.

She picked up the pen again and wrote a few pages of large characters before she fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Xiaolan woke Xu Yuan up.

The first day of the second month was the day set for seeing the Master.

Xu Yuan rubbed her sleepy eyes, she wrote late yesterday, and she was restless and didn't rest well, her whole person was listless, and she looked wilted.

Xu Yuan muttered: "It's a silly day to get up early......"

Xiaolan smiled and helped her up to freshen up, and asked, "Miss, I'll go and call Shuqing, let her comb your hair and makeup, you can look a lot more energetic." ”

Xu Yuan responded a little cowardly, while leaning her face in front of the mirror to see the newborn freckles on her face.

After Shuqing came over, Ma Yu'er began to work and asked, "Miss is going to be more energetic, right?" ”

Xu Yuan nodded and said, "Yes." Then he said to Xiaolan: "Take my aqua blue plain brocade pleated skirt." ”

Xiao Lan responded and asked with some doubts: "Miss, is it a little too plain?" ”

Xu Yuan had a secretive expression and said, "In front of the master, it's not good to be too public." ”

Xiao Lan nodded as if he didn't understand.

Xu Yuan had a different idea in her heart, a scumbag like her, it was better not to dress too fancy in front of the teacher.

Shuqing did have a pair of skillful hands, and after a while, he dressed up Xu Yuan, who was still wilting.

After dressing up, Xu Yuan looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, not to mention that she was energetic, but she looked much neater.

"Okay, change your clothes and go, Shuqing, you will follow me later."

Shuqing was secretly happy in his heart, and still thanked him respectfully on his face.

Although inviting the master to come to the house is somewhat similar to inviting a tutor, at this time, the wind of respecting the teacher is strong, and naturally it is not possible to hastily study in the courtyard where he usually lives, which seems too undignified.

Du's was pregnant and couldn't stand the work, so most of the house's chores fell back to Cheng's head. With a wave of his hand, Cheng directly allocated a courtyard as a primary school in the house.

But it's not just for Xu Yuan. When there are more children and grandchildren in the house, this school will also come in handy.

Cheng bluntly named this courtyard - Sijin Zhai.

Xu Yuan arrived here early to wait for Sijin to fast, this morning she didn't even dare to drink porridge, and only ate a few pieces of dim sum that didn't taste good.

Not long after, Cheng came with Mr. Song.

Mr. Song is a tall and thin woman with a somewhat thin face and high cheekbones, but her lips are plump and she doesn't look mean. She was wearing a silver-gray shirt, and she looked more and more human-shaped.

Although Xu Yuan was a little surprised that Cheng personally sent Mr. Song over, she still hurriedly used her most standard posture to salute the two elders without mistake: "I've seen my mother, I've seen my husband." ”

Mr. Song bowed his head slightly, and accepted this salute, but there was no satisfaction or dissatisfaction on his face.

Cheng introduced a few words to Xu Yuan, told her to study hard, and after being taught with an open mind, he said to Song Qingyi: "Trouble Mr. Song, take the trouble to teach." Although the little girl is deficient, she can still be taught. ”

Mr. Song replied: "Live up to the old lady's entrustment, and I will do my best." ”

When Cheng left, Xu Yuan saluted Song Qingyi with some apprehension and said, "I've seen Mr." ”

"You don't have to be formal, just call me Master Song."

Song Qingyi's voice was clear, and he said unhurriedly: "Do you know what's wrong with you coming to see me today?" ”

Hearing this, Xu Yuan froze, and weighed in his heart what was wrong with his actions.

The etiquette is in place, and the expression is also respectful and polite......

Xu Yuan couldn't think of what the problem was, and was in a daze, when Song Qingyi slowly spoke in front of him.