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Du Ruo only mentioned a few words, and then passed vaguely.

Ah Ying and Bao Die also inquired about her diligently, and both of them thought that Du Ruo was a poor relative of the Meng family from beginning to end, although they talked nonsense behind their backs, but when they faced Du Ruo, they were like sisters, which was diametrically opposed to her attitude when she was first assigned to Shangong Building. The two tentatively asked her if she had gained any benefits, and if there was anything good, she should not forget to carry them.

Du Ruo was amused in her heart, she only showed her face twice in front of her master, and she was flattered like this. But aren't people like that, seeking profit?

After lunch, Li Zhangshi sent someone to ask her to go to Manhui Tower. When she got there, Li Jian was already waiting for her with someone.

Seeing her coming, Li Jian said: "Du Niangzi, you have to pay attention to the things that Meng Ye explained, you and these few stewards look around at these embroideries, and screen out more than ten or twenty items for painting, I have instructed my subordinates to set up a separate studio for you, if there is anything missing, you and the subordinates guarding the door say, I will ask someone to provide convenience." ”

Du Ruo answered, and nodded to the other three stewards.

Du Ruo followed them as they walked and watched, listening to the three of them pointing to the embroidery to discuss and discuss.

Finally selected the style, Du Ruo asked someone to find a young embroiderer, changed a few pieces in the room, wore them for her, or stood or sit, and posed a few movements.

After seeing it, she took the painting tools and looked for the scene in the embroidery village. The scenery in the embroidery village is ready-made, which can save a lot of time for imagination and design.

She spun around and finally stopped at the edge of the bamboo forest on the west side. There are tall and low stones in the bamboo forest, probably few people come, the stones are covered with green moss, and there are fine broken leaves piled up on the ground, some of them have withered and turned yellow, and it is soft to walk on, which is very comfortable. The breeze swept across the bamboo forest from the river on the other side, leaving a cool patch of coolness.

Du Ruo spread the drawing paper on a clean and flat stone, looked at the right place, and began to paint.

There was no one nearby, the heart was calm, and everything was in hand. I have to say that doing what you like is a kind of enjoyment.

After drawing for about an hour, she put down her pen, stood up, shook her arm, and she circled around the neighborhood before trying to walk into the bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is deep, it seems that there is no end in sight, Du Ruo sighed in his heart that Yunshui Embroidery Village is too big, if someone comes for the first time, he really doesn't know how to go out, and it can also be seen that the Meng family has a lot of property.

After walking for a while, she vaguely heard the sound of striking iron in front of her, it was too far away, she couldn't hear it really, and it was like the sound of iron colliding, Du Ruo was a little puzzled, what was the other end of the bamboo forest? She seemed to have walked a short distance, but she still hadn't made it to the end.

If she had gone any further and waited for a while, she might not be able to find her way back, so she was a little worried, so she had to stand still and listen carefully, and then turned back.

Touching the place where she had painted, the paper on the stone was blown up by the wind and fell to the ground, she walked over and carefully picked it up, and was relieved to see that it was not stained.

Just as she was about to continue painting, Du Ruo heard Meng Xiuwen's voice not far behind her, she quickly turned around to look, and saw Meng Xiuwen holding a juju in his arms, shouting to several people chasing behind him while Tata Tata was running.

"Don't chase me!"

"Don't follow me!"

"Don't bother me!"

The few subordinates who ran after him hesitated and stood where they were, shouting, 'Young Master, slow down!' ', 'Don't fall, young master!' ’。

Du Ruo smiled and was about to bend down to pick up the pen when she heard Meng Xiuwen standing on the edge of the bamboo forest calling her name.

"So you're here!" Meng Xiuwen held the ball in his hand and said to her, he threw the ball on the ground again, and then raised one foot and kicked the ball hard, and the ball flew in the direction of Du Ruo.

When the ball arrived in front of him, Du Ruo raised his foot and aimed at kicking it, and the ball rolled in the direction of Meng Xiuwen.

Meng Xiuwen hurriedly picked up the ball, held it and stepped on the thick fallen leaves and ran to Du Ruo, and said happily: "You can kick, you can play with me for a while!" ”

"Good! But I'm not going to let you! ”

"Don't let me!"

Du Ruo bent over with a smile, and when she saw him lift the ball up and kick it upward, she stood up straight and ran forward, and kicked the falling ball again as soon as she raised her foot.

"It's too high!" Meng Xiuwen raised his head and said.

"You don't feel tall when you grow up!" Du Ruo said with a smile.

The two of them kicked out of order, sometimes Meng Xiuwen picked it up with his hands when he was in a hurry, and even rolled twice on the ground with the ball in his arms, screaming and giggling in his mouth.

"You're fooling!" Du Ruo pretended to be angry, and his hands were on his hips.

"Not really!" He hid behind a wrist-thick bamboo, and looked at her with crooked eyebrows, a little smug on his face.

"How can anyone run with the ball, how can others kick it, isn't this a trick?" Du Ruo fanned his forehead with his hand and brushed his hair again.

"Then let's stop kicking! I want to take a break! Meng Xiuwen ran out from behind the bamboo.

"Okay, look at your sweat!" Du Ruo took out a silk to wipe the sweat beads on his face for him, and loosened his neckline for breath.

"What are you drawing?" Meng Xiuwen looked at the drawing paper on the stone and asked her.

"Draw bamboo."

"Did my dad let you draw it?"

"Hmm."

"By the way, my father asked me to write a letter to my mother, saying that I would send someone to deliver it today."

"Really? So what did you write in the letter? Du Ruo asked with a smile, looking at his hot red face, he was running around just now and was still breathing a little fast, like a bun.

Meng Xiuwen seemed to be suddenly shy, blinked his eyes, and ran towards the outside of the bamboo forest with the ball in his arms, shouting as he ran: "I won't tell you!" ”

Looking at his departing back, Du Ruo shook his head funny, he was really simple-minded.

She painted carefully for a while, and the woman in the painting was dressed in a lily scattered flower tulle dress, with knotted hair in a bun, gold ornaments in her hair, gorgeous green feathers, and a palace fan in her hand walking in the smoke-shrouded verdant bamboo forest.

This dress was chosen by the three stewards, and Du Ruo looked a little solemn, but like a noble woman.

When she was done, she walked back to the studio with her things, and after slightly modifying the portrait, she sorted it out, walked out the door, and locked it.

Look at the time, it's time to go home. At this time, many female workers also came out of other pavilions, talking and laughing, and walked towards the outside of the embroidery village, doing a day's work, and each went back to his own home.

When he was about to walk to the gate, Du Ruo saw a maid named Mingse beside Meng Yuanzhou, leading a maid to stand there, looking at the female workers passing by, not knowing who was waiting for.

Ming Se turned his head and found her walking towards the door, so he walked up with the maid and said to her, "Du Niangzi, let's take a step to talk." ”

So she was waiting for herself? Du Ruo was puzzled, but he still followed her to the other side of the clean place.

The three of them stood under the eaves of the porch, Du Ruo looked at Ming Se, she found that no matter who Ming Se faced, he had the same calm face, spoke properly and measuredly, and did not show the mountain or leak. Although she has been working by Meng Yuanzhou's side for many years, she has never been too far away or arrogant. Du Ruo had seen her a few times by Meng Yuanzhou's side before, and if he was careless, he wouldn't have noticed her existence.

"May I ask the girl what she commands?" Du Ruo asked.

Ming Se nodded at her, and said in a calm tone: "Today, the little young master wrote a letter, Du Niangzi should understand what I am talking about." There are few female workers in the village who can write, and it is not easy to make a public announcement, since it is your idea, then I will leave it to you to write a reply! After speaking, she took out a letter from her cuff and quietly handed it to Du Ruo.

Du Ruo hesitated to take it, and said in her heart, she really lifted a stone to shoot herself in the foot.

"Du Niangzi must remember not to tell others, after all, this is a private matter in the village, and it is about the face of the master, and this method is just to comfort the young master's mother's heart." Minse said again.

Du Ruo nodded, "Okay." ”

Sitting in the carriage, she tore open the letter, took out the letter and looked at it, on it were a few lines of crooked handwriting written by Meng Xiuwen, although the words were not good-looking, but the paper was clean.

In the letter, Meng Xiuwen asked him when his mother would come back and what he wanted to eat, and also expressed his deep thoughts. A few sentences, not a single page was used.

She smiled, put the letter on her body, and thought to herself what to give him back.

When he arrived at home, Song Ju'an stood in the yard, holding a handful of grass in his hand, and tied a larger cow with darker fur to the tree where the little yellow cow was originally bolted.

"I'm back!" Du Ruodao, as he spoke, walked up to the cow, reached out and touched its head.

"This cow is much more secure than a little scalper." Du Ruo said.

Song Ju'an gave an 'um' sound, which was considered to be a response to her.

If he heard her voice, Du Ercheng would have come out of the house early, and it seemed that he was not at home at this time.

"What about twenty percent?" Du Ruo asked.

"He's out." Song Ju'an's expression was flat, he straightened up, turned around and took out another handful of grass from the back basket on the other side.

The moment he turned around, Du Ruo saw a scratched spot on the left side of his face, and she asked with some confusion, "What is this ......on your face?" Got into a fight? ”

At this time, Cai's came out of the kitchen, muttering in his mouth, seeing Du Ruo, glared and blamed: "Let your second brother go!" Don't let him stay in the Song family! It's only been a day since I went to the school, and I'm fighting to find trouble! A rat poop spoils a pot of soup! Look at the wound on Ju An's face! ”

Du Ruo was stunned.

"Twenty percent hit you?" Du Ruo looked at Song Ju'an in disbelief, he was too bold, right?

"I accidentally knocked it when I was pulling the rack." Song Ju'an still bent down to feed the cattle to graze, his voice was neither high nor low, and he couldn't see any emotion.

"If he goes, you get out of here!" Cai said loudly again.