I have to say that this little guy is just a greasy mouth, but some people eat this set.

He Yunqing thought that he had obtained a soulmate, so he no longer struggled strongly, but stretched out his long arms, hugged the little guy's neck, and poured bitter water affectionately.

Seeing this, the little guy hurriedly glanced at a little guy next to him, and the little guy understood, bowed his head and walked to the side of the screen, and looked there for a while, and naturally a maid came to ask.

When the maid got the news, it reached the ears of Mrs. Gu.

After a while, Yin ** came over in person, took it over on the grounds that the second son looked at Ji Xiao and his wife was not at ease, and secretly asked the little guy to take He Yunqing back.

Such a small episode, except for Xiuzhu and a few parties, no one seems to have seen it, the banquet is still going on, and the young lady on the stage is changing like a marquee, all of them play the piano, only Xiao, chant poetry, do painting, and are elegant. In terms of level, it is not as good as those artists who go to the rivers and lakes, but it is just a lively picture.

Li Miaoyu came to the stage and played a tune, He Yunjin also wrote the word "deputy birthday wishes", as Li Miaoxian and Xiuzhu expected, they didn't mean to go on stage at all, they only lowered their heads the whole time, as if they were listening and watching carefully, but they didn't care at all.

For such a young lady who doesn't fight or grab, Xiuzhu didn't know what to say, so he could only let out a long sigh.

When the feast was over, it was already an hour later. Some guests stayed at the host's house and went to the garden to listen to the play, while others simply said goodbye and left.

It's really tiring to have a treat!

Xiuzhu activity, because of the soreness of the feet that had been standing for a long time, he took the maids to join in the activity of cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks.

By the time everything is cleaned up, it's already sunset.

Li Miaoxian is in charge of the kitchen, and the things in the treasury are nothing more than bowls, plates, chopsticks, water cups and the like. There are many things, and they are miscellaneous, and the number of each piece is not certain, and it is the most trivial and easy to make mistakes when dealing with it.

In the middle, whether it is a big mistake or a small mistake, Li Miaoxian has no face, and those who follow them have no face, especially the master she is with does not please the real power faction in the mansion, and it is the first time to lead errands, and it is easy to be fooled by the people below.

Although tired, Xiuzhu did not dare to relax in the slightest, until everything was returned to the cage, handed over to the person in charge of the treasury, made a note, pressed the handprint, and then dragged back to Miaoxianju with full exhaustion.

The lights in the main room of Miaoxianju had been turned off, so she went back to the west chamber directly.

The lights in the west chamber were dim, Dangui was wearing underwear, leaning on the side of the bed, looking out non-stop, and when he saw Xiuzhu, he put his mind at ease, supported the bed with both hands, moved down, and lay down facing the wall.

Xiuzhu gently walked to her bedside, glanced inside, and saw that although her eyes were closed, the look on her face did not look like she was asleep, and then looked closely, her eyelashes were still trembling there, and she laughed out loud, twisted it lightly on her neck, and said, "Don't pretend to be asleep, I saw it all." ”

Dangui also laughed softly, turned over and sat up, lowered his face, grabbed Xiuzhu, and asked, "Say, the banquet has long been over, why did you come back?" ”

Xiuzhu sighed, slapped her hand away, walked to his bedside, and said while messing with his hair: "The things in the kitchen are not enough, and I borrowed a lot from the treasury. ”

Dangui looked at her and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing in such a hurry?" Pointing to the west, "The second lady is in charge of the flower hall, and she has also borrowed a lot of things from the public school." But I looked, she followed Mrs. Tai to watch the play for an afternoon, and the flower hall didn't clean up at all, saying that it was not too late to collect it tomorrow. ”

Xiuzhu clenched his fist and gently beat his legs, "Dry it early, dry it late, not all of them have to be done." It's done early, and it's also light in my heart. Long nights and dreams! ”

A long delay means many hitches?

Dangui looked at Xiuzhu, what was she worried about?

I just wanted to ask, but I saw the little girl, her feet soaked in the basin, her body reclining on the bed, I don't know when, she was already asleep, her nose was fanning, and she made a slight snoring sound.

How tiring is that?

Dangui shook her head helplessly, got up and put on her shoes, walked over, picked up the cloth towel next to her, squatted down and gently dried her feet, laid the person flat, covered the quilt, and poured water, then blew out the light, touched his own place in the dark, lay down gently, opened a pair of eyes, and gradually fell asleep after a long time.

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On the second day, as soon as the sky was bright, the courtyard door of Miaoxianju was knocked on by someone.

Rosewood stretched her waist and came out of the house, although she was neatly dressed and her hair was combed brightly, she could still see a few laziness that she had just woken up.

"Who?"

No one answered the door, but the knocking on the door stopped, but only for a moment, and then continued to sound, anxious, eager, and unsettling.

Fleur's hair was scattered, she was wearing a waist-pinching jacket on her upper body, and she was wearing blue pants underneath, and she strode out of the house with her legs scattered, and shouted to the door: "What are you doing early in the morning?" What about the soul? Are there any rules? The masters are still asleep. ”

The knock on the door stopped abruptly at this time, and a flattering mezzo-soprano came from outside, and said with a smile: "Oh, Miss Furong, what are you talking about, we don't mean this, we just have something urgent, we want to find Miss Xiuzhu, it's boring, it's boring." ”

Rosewood took two steps to the side, looked at Fleur, and asked with her eyes.

Fleur didn't speak, but turned back to the house, took a comb from it, and stood under the porch again, combing her hair, and said, "Since I'm here, I'd like to hear what the hell is going on." If you can't say one, two, three, don't master me, it's Miss, and Mrs. doesn't follow. ”

Rosewood waited for her to finish speaking, then turned back to the door and opened the door.

There were three middle-aged women standing outside the door, all dressed as people in the house, but they didn't look familiar.

Zi Sandalwood chuckled, looked at them, and whispered: "A few aunts, please inside, it's still early, please whisper, if it makes a noise to Miss, we won't follow." ”

When the three servants heard Zi Sandalwood's words, they couldn't help but glance at her.

I wanted to say that the eldest lady has such a temperament, and she will quarrel when she is arguing, what else can she do?

But the girl turned her head around and said that they didn't follow. They don't follow, but they believe it, just look at Furong's posture, and they can't help but tremble in their hearts.