"Sister, do I sing well?" He looked up and waited for the praise.

"Nice, good!" She shaved his little nose.

"Then sister will teach me another song......"

I'm waiting for her here. She doesn't know many nursery rhymes, but she can't be hollowed out by him all at once, otherwise what will she use to fool children in the future?

"Next time, next time, next time my sister will teach you something better." She began to search for "better" children's songs in her mind: "Cangpeng, I learned a new song, should I sing it to everyone?" ”

Cheng Cangpeng still didn't give up, so Bitong appeared...... She is always a great soldier at the most critical moment.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why did you come here when I went out to get breakfast? Mammies are going crazy looking for you, if you don't go back, be careful of being punished......"

This trick is really good, although Cheng Cangpeng pouted, he finally jumped out of bed, and when he walked to the door, he reluctantly turned around: "Sister, don't forget to teach me a new song next time, it's not easy for me to come out ......"

The last sentence was extremely sad, but Cheng Xueyan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Okay, next time I will definitely teach the head to listen better!"

Cheng Cangpeng's aggrieved face showed a smile, and he rushed downstairs with a roar.

Bi Tong hurriedly followed: "Little boy, let me send you back, otherwise you don't know where to run along the way......"

The voices of the two were wrapped in the vibration of the stairs, and when they arrived in the courtyard, Cheng Xueyan still heard Bitong shouting one after another, "Little boy, slow down and ......"

His eyes moved to the vermilion lacquer depicted food box that Bitong placed on the ground, and his stomach "grunted" the moment his eyes touched the food box.

The lid of the box was lifted on the ground, and the top layer was two mille-feuille cakes and a bowl of Yutian fragrant rice porridge in a peony-patterned disk, and the lower two layers were braised duck gizzards and crispy pickled winter bamboo shoots.

Bamboo shoots......

Ling Su Yan Yan's smile flashed...... "If you're still hungry, you might as well eat more......"

She picked a piece of duck gizzard and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it twice, picked out another piece, then closed the lid and turned it back on the bed.

After a while, I heard Bitong's footsteps on the stairs a little messy.

"Alas, the little boy is so naughty, always running around......" Bi Tong panted and entered the door.

"Children are like that."

Cheng Xueyan leaned on the edge of the bed, watching Bitong clean her hands and take out the food in the food box.

"The grandmothers who serve the little boy often complain, and in the blink of an eye, he doesn't know where to go. The garden is so big, the three grandmothers usually look for a long time and can't find it, and after being reprimanded by the lady, they find that he is sitting in the house in a good manner, and keeps saying that he has never gone out at all. Just because of this, the grandmothers of Huan Pengzhai have changed many ......"

Cheng Xueyan had already eaten, and Bitong was still muttering on the side.

"Even we suffer with it. The little boy also likes to come to Yanran Pavilion the most, when I just chased him out, I was running into Chang Mama rushing here, and I was happy to see me, and said, "As long as the little boy is gone, find it right on your side......"

"Isn't that good?"

Cheng Xueyan felt that today's Yutian fragrant rice porridge was very delicious and a little sweet.

"What's good? Who knows where he's gone? In case they recognize it and ask for someone from us, which one are we going to hand it over? ”

Bitong's worries are not unreasonable, this girl has a lot of eyes.

Seeing that she didn't take the stubble, Bitong pursed her mouth, rolled her eyes, and mentioned something again: "Mama Chang told me just now that Xiaoyu was kicked out this morning......"

"Xiaoyu? Which Xiaoyu? ”

"Is that the little jade you said you were going to come to Yanran Pavilion?" The surprise on Bitong's face was a little exaggerated.

That little girl with a bit of a cleverness?

She put down her chopsticks: "Because of what?" ”

"Who knows why?" Bi Tong looked away: "It seems that someone said that she eats inside and out, and she just wants to climb the high branches......"

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, and she looked at Bitong with a serious gaze.

Bitong was uncomfortable: "What does the girl see me doing?" I didn't say it, and besides, even if I did, someone had to listen to it......"

Cheng Xueyan's brows furrowed even tighter.

"It seems that this is not the only case, I heard that Ming'er and Qianhong's elopement is also related to her......" Seeing that the master didn't say a word, just stared at her, she became more and more flustered: "Actually, I just want to use this to reduce some subordinates ......"

She quickly pretended to concentrate on cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and with a shake of her hand, the chopsticks slipped to the ground.

Cheng Xueyan watched her open the curtain and go out, thinking in her heart.

It was only two days from when she planned to accept Xiaoyu into the room this morning, and if it was really Bitong's ghost, then she would have done it too quickly. And the dismissal of people from the mansion must be approved by the old lady and the old lady, so fast, could it be that Bitong is implicated with the high-level of the Cheng Mansion? If this is the case, Bi Tong is by no means a simple character. But she told herself about it, did she want to prove that she had nothing to do with it? If so, then she is a dangerous person, so do you want to know that everything is under her control?

She thought that cold sweat broke out on her back, and a person with such a heavy heart was lying in ambush beside her......

Of course, it is also possible that I have complicated things, and everything may really be as Bitong said, but it is just a move to reduce people. Just like some important departments, once there is any scandal, all the people involved will be cleaned up, as if this can remove the bad influence from people's minds like wiping off the stain, and Xiaoyu may not be the one who offends Bitong, in such a heart-heavy mansion, a little bit of a nod and no backstage time is no longer a coincidence, waiting for her is only unlucky. As for Bitong...... It is natural to be happy to lose such an imaginary enemy.

At this time, Bitong is back.

She still couldn't let go of her worries and observed her quietly.

Bi Tong seemed to have forgotten what had just happened, and she was still holding a bouquet of fresh flowers in her hand, and inserted it into the white porcelain beauty on the case: "Ermena has transferred a new little girl, called Yueyue." The little girl had a very sweet mouth, and she called out 'sister' one by one, and insisted that I bring this bouquet of flowers back, saying that it was for the eldest girl, and that if the eldest girl could take the time to teach her to sing a song, it would be worth her death......"

This is a typical example of climbing a high branch, but Bitong is not angry when she talks about it, probably because people who are too exposed are not enough to be worried.

Speaking of singing, Cheng Xueyan remembered more important things.

She pulled out the pattern she had drawn from under her pillow and stayed up all night.

"Where are the jewelry of the ladies and girls in the house made on weekdays?"

"Zhucuifang on Luoyu Street. Girls want to play jewelry? Bi Tong leaned over to look at the pattern: "Oh, this is what the girl painted?" So beautiful! ”

Cheng Xueyan was a little proud: "Have you ever seen such jewelry before?" ”

Bi Tong shook her head again and again, and then pointed at a thin stick-like thing below: "What is this?" Hairpin? It seems to be a little simpler, but it's also quite distinctive......"

It's a sycophant. Cheng Xueyan sighed helplessly: "This is crochet." ”

"Crochet, what's it for?" Bitong is like a curious baby.

"When I get back from the build, I'll teach you ......"

"Really? The girl is so nice! Bi Tong was a little diligent in shooting today's sycophants: "It's just that how can the girl ...... Oh, I got it......"

Cheng Xueyan knew that she had thought of Gu Sanxian at once. Really, how could the high-tech she brought from the modern era always be attributed to that psychopath?

"I'm worried that the craftsman will be able to see this?"

Cheng Xueyan felt that she should come to the scene to guide her.

"I understand everything, how can they not understand?" Bi Tong is quite sure.

"Is it okay for me to make my own materials? How much silver? Tell them that if they don't do what they want, I won't give them money!" Cheng Xueyan took out the momentum of bargaining in the clothing store.

"When did the girl become so careful?" Bitong chuckled.

Cheng Xueyan knew that she was speechless, and hurriedly raised her face: "Why don't you go soon?" I want this jewelry to be used urgently......"

"I know, I know, the girl is going to be sent to Yuling Tower and Manxue Pavilion as a thank you gift, but I don't dare to delay......"

Bi Tong smiled, took a pair of plain silver bracelets and some material beads and broken crystals that the girl gritted her teeth without, and went to the waist card of the lady to invite her out of the house.

Cheng Xueyan stayed in the house bored, and somehow slipped to the closet. Pulling open the cabinet door, the splendid brocade silk in his eyes only exchanged for a deeper sigh.

I'm about to enter the Guan Ju Pavilion to give a lecture, so I can't let her dress up like a green radish every day. That day, the performance of Tingyinlou was a sensation, singing, soundtrack, dress, and background were all indispensable, and specific scenes induced specific emotions, she didn't dare to guarantee that if she appeared in the sunny day like clear soup noodles, and then opened her throat...... How many people suspect she has a mental problem?

People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold, and even the Confucian saint will make the mistake of judging people by their appearance, let alone mortals? What's more, these girls who have been in brocade clothes and jade since they were children? If such a tragedy appears in front of them, what aura, what worship, will all be swept away in a day, right?

They must be overwhelmed, they must be overwhelmed with momentum! But...... According to Bitong, she can only dress in five colors: blue, blue, brown, green, and purple, and it can't be bright blue and bright green, and purple must also be dark purple and old purple. Look, just put her into the ranks of middle-aged and elderly women, she is only eighteen years old, eighteen years old! Well, she's talking about this body.

Clench your fists and take a deep breath...... Calm down......

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

What breaks the rules? Since you are so unreasonable, don't blame me for having more "respect" for you!

She immediately splashed ink and sketched on the paper.

When Bi Tong entered the door, she had just finished drawing the last stroke.

"Girl, the master craftsman said that the jewelry will take three days to get out, but this crochet needle has been brought back by me today, girl, will it be used?"

Great, God help me!

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PS: Report reader: The next three or so chapters are very farming.,It's the kind of pure life that is very daily.,Of course,There's also a little bit of a bean or a little climax.,And then there's a little romance.,And then farming.,If you don't have love for farming, you can cross over.,After these chapters, the romance begins to increase.。 I'm ashamed, but I'll definitely arrange a more shocking meeting ceremony for the female and male pigs. Uh, don't imagine it yet, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed in me%>_