Ki Ao Zhai.

After listening to Aunt Wang and Aunt Tan's descriptions of the family banquet, Wan Wan only felt a headache.

To say that these ancients, especially those who don't have to worry about food, clothing, and no work, are really going to toss. It's just a family getting together for a meal, how can it be so complicated.

This situation is especially true for people who don't know how to spend a lot of money!

Aunt Wang and her family had only participated in part of the family banquet work in the homes of the people they had served before, and they could not provide a ready-made implementation plan for Wan Wan. Wan Wan wrote down the important items they recalled on paper, but she couldn't bear to put together a feasible plan anyway.

It's really harder to sort out this mess than it is to crack a hundred pieces of software.

Wan Wan was irritable, and suddenly saw Zhu Luan hug a handful of newly picked lotus flowers into the house. Inserted into the azure vase on the desk.

Wan Wan had a flash of inspiration, and she felt that she was really lucky. She put down the brush in her hand, coughed lightly and beckoned to Zhuluan: "Luan'er, come, come here." ”

This strange and inexplicable affectionate name, in Zhuluan's memory, only the golden warbler has had such an honor.

Why did Madame call her that all of a sudden?

She has always kept a low profile, and has never competed for favor in front of her wife, nor has she ever had a clever and pleasing face. How could Madame call her like that?

Zhu Luan was apprehensive in his heart, put down the lotus flower in his hand, stepped forward and saluted meticulously: "What does Madame command?" ”

Wan Wan beckoned to her again, "Come here." ”

Zhu Luan took two small steps forward. Wan Wan looked at the still spacious distance between her and herself, then got up and put her on her shoulders and pushed her closer to the table, then turned her body around, and pressed her into the circle chair with a slight force with both hands.

Zhu Luan was startled, and before she could say anything, Wan Wan's hand moved to her cheek, wrenched her face in the direction of the table, and then pulled her arm to the table and stuffed a brush into her hand.

"Over to you!"

Zhu Luan subconsciously glanced at the contents of the scattered papers on the table, and suddenly panicked in his heart, and his legs involuntarily trembled slightly. No matter how much she controls it, she can't control it.

"Husband, ma'am......"

Zhu Luan's body slid and his forehead fell to the ground along with the fallen brush. Her forehead was pressed against the ground, and her body was as low as she could, as if to shrink her presence and draw some security from it.

As she moved, the papers on the table also slid down and scattered slowly to the ground.

Wan Wan picked up the fallen brush and said regretfully: "No, no, I won't hit you." How can you be scared like this? ”

Zhu Luan heard that there was no anger in her tone, and her mind calmed down a little. The brain is starting to work again.

There are so many girls in the yard, and there are a few housekeepers who have gone through some things. Madame just called for a woman who had no sense of existence. Her first instinct was that Madame had discovered her true identity. That's why I tempted her like this.

According to Mrs. Keyi's temper, where will she have the patience to test an inconsequential girl.

A piece of paper with handwriting written on it was picked up by the wind and moved against the ground for a while before her body blocked its way.

The scattered paper and the impatient ink marks flashed through my mind. She closed her eyes tightly, and then replied with the courage she had accumulated in this moment: "Mrs. Hui, the slave will be!" ”

Wan Wan was used to thinking that she was afraid of her reputation, for fear of beating her herself, so she was afraid of being like this. After a little more thought, I came back to the taste. - The little girl didn't know that she already knew who she really was.

No wonder it's scared like this.

Wan Wan felt that it was necessary to appease her, so she thought about it carefully, and said vaguely: "Luan'er, it doesn't matter where you come from. The important thing is to be safe and competent! ”

The words are so straightforward, how can Zhu Luan not understand. Her heart was completely in her stomach. Straightened up and bowed his head meticulously again, "Slave and maid remember Madame's kindness." In this life, you will do your best, and in the next life, you will be in the grass ring. ”

"That's mysterious." Wan Wan pulled her up and stuffed the brush into her hand again, "Just help me solve this." ”

Zhu Luan was pressed to the circle chair by Wan Wan again, but she didn't dare to sit down, and moved half of her ass out, only sitting on the edge of the edge emptyly. She took a deep breath slowly, recalling her mother's teachings and everything she had observed around her.

Then she let out a long breath, reached over a piece of brand-new white paper, and re-moistened the rows of hairpins that poured out from under the tip of the pen.

Wan Wan was amazed when she saw it, and then glanced at the content, only to feel that her luck only used a bland word "good", which was far from enough to describe.

She poured a bowl of freshly squeezed cold melon juice and put it in Zhuluan's hand, and took a fan to shake it towards Zhuluan.

Zhu Luan's hand shook, and he put down the pen and wanted to get up. Of course, he was pressed back by Wan Wan again. She had no choice but to take the fan with both hands and say, "It's good for the slave to come by herself." ”

Seeing that she was so uncomfortable, Wan Wan estimated that she had forgotten her form. He gave her a fan and said, "That's good." After that, he went out of the house and asked for a spatula to catch some more shrimp.

There are no lotus flowers in Ki Osai, and there are no nearby ones. Zhu Luan was afraid that he went to the other side of the garden to pick the lotus. When everyone was eating shrimp just now, she was not there.

Everyone has something to do in Qiao Zhai, and Zhuluan can't live without it. And as a rising hero, Zhuluan must not be eaten less.

With such enthusiasm, Wan Wan arrived at the small kitchen and learned that the spatula had already set aside the share of Zhuluan in advance, and she only needed to go through the oil again.

Wan Wan thought about Zhu Luan's writing speed, and felt that it was too late to fish again. Then I had to re-oil the shrimp with a spatula and pour a large pot of chilled sour plum soup. After the instructions, Wan Wan walked out of the small kitchen and was blown by the warm wind, only to feel a burst of lightness.

At this moment, when I go back to the room, I am afraid that I will feel uncomfortable, and my thinking will also be affected. Wan Wan went to the bamboo forest to find a cool place to escape.

The spatula quickly warmed up the shrimp, and put the big pot of chilled sour plum soup on the table, waiting for Zhuluan to come and eat.

After a long time, Zhu Luan walked out of Wan Wan's house. She wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and neck, feeling like she was going to live for the rest of her life. However, it is more of a sense of ease.

Just as she was about to take a deep breath and completely relax her body and mind, the big voice of the spatula lit up from the side: "What are you doing?" Come here! ”

This cold sound made her tremble.

The spatula was very contemptuous: "This courage is smaller than the golden warbler." ”

Zhu Luan scolded on one side: Where is the courage of the golden warbler? One side walked into the small kitchen with the spatula.

When she sat down at the table and picked up her chopsticks, she froze.

Isn't this a heavy prawn?

On her sister-in-law's desk, three of them were carefully offered in a crystal basin!