Wen Rou was eating, and suddenly saw Xiaohuan running in from outside, and shouted: "Hungry, starving, what is there to eat?" ”

"Girl, what are you doing in such a panic? There are also freshly released buns over there, so you can take two and eat them. "Sister-in-law Liu seems to be very strict with Xiaohuan, and she will nag when she sees her unruly behavior.

Xiaohuan walked around the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot to take a look, and muttered, "Why are buns and gruel again?" I've been eating it for three or four days, so I can't change it to something fresh? ”

"Do you still pick when you eat and drink? Have the ability to fight for some energy, let the third girl pick you into the house to call, and follow the girl to eat fragrant and spicy food, isn't it better than following me, a poor and sour old lady, to drink gruel and chew pickles? Sister-in-law Liu snorted and drank the warm gruel in a few sips, picked up a meat-filled bun and handed it to Xiaohuan, which was left by her special, and the other buns were full of vegetable and meat filling, with more vegetables and less meat. Anyway, as the manager of the big kitchen, she deducted some meat to open a small stove for her daughter, as long as it was not excessive, no one dared to say a word.

Xiaohuan took the meat bun and looked at it, and then looked at the cooks who bowed their heads to eat and deliberately did not make eye contact with her, sighed secretly in their hearts, scooped a bowl of porridge and sat down beside Wengent.

Wen Rou didn't expect that she was beaten and scolded twice in a row yesterday, and today she dared to sit next to herself, looking at Sister-in-law Liu, who was sending someone to the upper room to ask for a water card and preparing to arrange lunch, she lowered her voice and said: "You are so close to me, aren't you afraid that your mother will beat you again?" ”

"It's okay, my mother hurts me, it looks like she is beating and scolding, but in fact, the strength of her hands is not heavy, if I cry loudly and shout a few more words, she will be even more unable to do it." Xiaohuan laughed secretly in a low voice, broke the meat bun in his hand under the table, handed half of it to Wen Wen and said: "But I don't like my mother to leave me alone to eat, how many pairs of eyes are staring at me in this kitchen, I want her to be in charge, if it comes out in the future, it won't look good, but no matter how many times I say it, my mother always doesn't listen." ”

Gentle was surprised that this young girl would pay attention to these intricate open and secret battles in the house, but she was open-mouthed, and she casually said such things to herself, a stranger who had only known each other for less than two days, and couldn't help but look up to see if others had noticed the whispers of the two of them. Fortunately, the cooks were talking loudly about the gossip in the house, and Sister-in-law Liu didn't know what to do when she went out, so no one paid attention to the two little girls sitting in the corner, so she put her mind at ease and smiled quietly: "Why do you trust me so much?" ”

"Trust?" Xiaohuan blinked and smiled, "The first time I saw my sister, I felt very close to her!" I know you're a good man, and you're not like them—" she said, raising her chin at the laughing cooks.

Gentle was disturbed by Xiaohuan's innocent words, and only handed back the half of the meat bun and said, "This is what your mother left for you, or you should eat it." ”

"Sister, you don't have to be polite to me, I still have it!" Xiaohuan said, shook the steamed bun in his hand that had been bitten off, and continued: "I know that you are used to eating well in the upper room, and you can't adapt to life here for a while, but it's better to be patient, maybe when Madame is angry, she will call you back." ”

Is this little girl comforting her? Gentle heart warm, I feel that Xiaohuan's character is very likable, not at all the kind of pampering that modern children are used to, and there is a little bit of sophistication in the innocence that has grown up in a complex environment since childhood, but it is not annoying, I just feel cute, and I can't help laughing: "Madame will not recall me back, and I don't want to go back." ”

"Don't want to go back?" Xiaohuan was greatly surprised, stared at the gentleness, took a mouthful of buns in his mouth, and didn't swallow it for a long time.

"yes, I don't want to go back." Gentle affirmed.

What's the good of going back? Ruhua wasn't killed because she climbed into the bed of Master Zhao's house? Regardless of whether she was willing or forced, anyway, the lord of the Zhao Mansion fell in love with her appearance, and Mrs. Li regarded her as a thorn in her side, in addition to being beaten and abused when she went back, and finally a dead end, she couldn't think of any other good end, if she became the concubine of the Zhao Mansion, that kind of day, in her opinion, life is worse than death.

Xiaohuan took a sip of gruel, and it was easy to rush the bun in his mouth, and then turned around and said, "But...... But ...... "She has been for a long time, and she hasn't come out for a reason."

"I forgot to ask you, you said yesterday about the benefits of being a maid, and you said half of it, what is the most important benefit? I can't figure it out. "Gentle really doesn't understand why those cooks make fun of her for moving her spring heart, what does being a maid in the house have to do with moving spring heart?

"That ......" Xiaohuan's face turned red, he lowered his head and hesitated for a long time, after all, the child couldn't hide his words in his heart, and still said to Gentle in a voice lighter than a mosquito humming: "When you become a maid in the upper room, you have the opportunity to be a good person......"

I see! Gentleness suddenly realized!

"If the maid in the upper room has a face, she can still choose a man who has a good life in the house, maybe she can go out to marry a small family, and she doesn't have to be a slave anymore. Xiaohuan said, raised her head and glanced at her gently, "My sister is also about to reach the age of marriage, and if she says that she doesn't want to go back to the room, aren't you worried?" ”

Tie the knot! Gentleness never thought about it! Xiaohuan's words stopped her at once.

She was only twenty-four years old before she crossed over, and she had two innocent loves that she didn't feel like, but she never thought of getting married. Now she wears back to ancient times, she is younger, but she is fourteen or fifteen years old, the pain of crossing and the pressure of survival have made her worried, and it is naturally impossible to think of marrying.

Thinking about it like this, I feel that the palms of my hands are sticky and greasy, and they are all cold sweat! No! She doesn't want her life to be dictated by others! I don't want to be a maid or an old mother in the Zhao Mansion all my life! She just wants to be at ease, happy, and upright! Like, once upon a time!

"Sister, what's wrong with you? Sister-" Xiaohuan saw that her gentle face suddenly turned pale, and a fine and dense cold sweat oozed from her forehead, so she said that she was uncomfortable, so she hurriedly stood up and wanted to pour a bowl of water for her.

"I'm fine!" Wen Rou was called back to her senses, and hurriedly grabbed Xiaohuan, who had half stood up, and asked her with a solemn expression: "How old are the maids in the house to be worthy?" ”

Xiaohuan saw her ask this, a little strange in his heart, but he didn't ask much, just said truthfully: "This is not a fixed number, generally seventeen or eighteen years old with people, if there is no marriageable family in the house for a while or the old lady does not remember, it will be delayed for a year or two, as for the maids in the upper room, they will not be allowed until they are eighteen or nineteen years old, but they are all sisters with face, the old lady made a smooth hand, and was reluctant to send away to stay for a year or two, if it is ordinary, seventeen or eighteen years old is also worthy of someone." ”

Seventeen or eighteen years old! Wen Wen concluded in her heart that the Li family would never keep her for so long, maybe she would have been married to someone earlier, so she only had one year left! But what did she have to do during the year to escape the tragic fate of being assigned to her marriage? Gently biting her lip and looking down to think hard, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind-

Pregnant! She can redeem herself!