"Don't cry, it hurts." The eighth master hugged her, distressed, "If you don't want to take medicine, don't take medicine, and the master didn't force you." Why do you cry when you're so good? ”

"Woo woo, I'm going home! I want to go home! Mao Tongtong didn't know what was wrong with him. I just feel that I have never felt wronged in my heart. The grievance seemed uncontrollable, and could only be released by gushing tears.

At this time, what she missed most was Chen's, Mao Chengyun and Mao Mingxuan. If she is still in Yangzhou, if she is still by their side, her life must be more comfortable and happier than now.

She has been spoiled by them, and she is no longer the female King Kong who can carry everything by herself in her previous life. Now she has become so vulnerable, and she doesn't like herself anymore.

"It turns out that Tongtong is homesick." The eighth master breathed a sigh of relief.

It's understandable. After all, Mao Tongtong is the first child, of course, she hopes that her mother will accompany her. It's a pity that her family is in Yangzhou, if she lives in the capital, she can come to the house to have a look.

"The letter you wrote last time, I have sent it to Yangzhou quickly. It shouldn't be long before I hear from you Ama and Eniang. "The eighth master said.

Mao Tongtong sobbed, this news didn't make her much better.

"And your eldest brother, Ye is also getting people's attention. He's not bad over there, he's used to it very quickly. The eighth master said again.

"Really?" The news attracted Mao Tongtong.

"Of course, when did you lie to you!" The eighth master smiled: "Your eldest brother is good, and the master is also happy for you." ”

Mao Tongtong slowly collected her tears, and asked some more about Mao Mingxuan's situation, and the eighth master told everything she knew, and her mood gradually improved.

"If Tongtong is homesick, let's see if there is a chance to take you back if I go to Jiangnan next year." The eighth master gave a promise.

With Mao Tongtong's current identity, this can be regarded as unruly. But what the eighth master thought in his heart was that when Mao Tongtong gave birth to a child, he would ask her to seal the side of Fujin. With this status, many things can be done.

Mao Tongtong was overjoyed when she heard this, but quickly calmed down again. Where can we say what will happen in the coming year? However, the eighth master has this heart, and he is still very considerate to her.

"Slave, thank you." Mao Tongtong thanked him seriously.

"Are you pregnant? I can cry when I feel homesick. The eighth master smiled. I remember that when Mao Tongtong first entered the palace, I didn't see her crying when she was homesick.

However, the eighth master forgot that when Mao Tongtong first entered the palace, he did not run into her house every day like now.

"Let me see the joke." Mao Tongtong said in a muffled voice.

"Look at you, your face is crying." The eighth master held her cheek and couldn't help laughing.

"The slave maid was in a bad mood, but the master still left Wang Gege to speak, and the slave maid was even more sad. It's all weird! This is true. She felt aggrieved, and part of it was for this reason. But the deeper reason, of course, she won't say.

"Jealous?" The eighth master smiled: "It's not for you that the master is talking to her!" What a little conscienceless! The eighth master pinched her nose.

"Anyway, the slave is just not happy!" Mao Tongtong said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, you won't see her in the future." Eight Masters said. Seeing Mao Tongtong showing this almost the same look, the eighth master sighed and said, "You, you are more and more capable of giving the master a temperament." In this backyard, you are already very eye-catching, and some things on the face can get by, don't cause trouble for yourself. ”

The eighth master was also kind to persuade him. Not to mention these people in the backyard, even the princes and ministers, none of them all maintain harmony on the surface, as for what the situation is in private, that is, everyone wants to go in their hearts.

Although he likes Mao Tongtong's simple nature, he also hopes that she can learn not to be too straightforward when getting along with people.

Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master for a while, but he didn't speak. This is the first time that the eighth master has told her so clearly that he is very eye-catching in the backyard.

"Are you afraid that Fu Jin will not like the slave after entering the door?" After a long time, Mao Tongtong asked.

The eighth master frowned and said, "The master didn't say that." ”

"But that's what you mean?" Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master's eyes, and his expression remained unchanged.

"I'm worried about you." Eight Masters said.

"Is the master planning not to spoil slaves and maids in the future?" Mao Tongtong asked.

"Of course not!" The eighth master hurriedly denied it.

"Does that master think he can't protect the slave?" Mao Tongtong asked again.

"How is that possible!" The eighth master denied it again. can't even protect a beloved woman, and he, Baylor, is too cowardly to admit it!

"What is there to worry about the slave? Why can't you just live a little more freely? Mao Tongtong looked at the eighth master with an innocent face.

These words choked the eighth master speechless. He had to admit that there was a point in that. In the face of Mao Tongtong's wholehearted trust, he couldn't say the word "no" no matter what.

"Isn't that right?" Mao Tongtong also asked rhetorically.

The eighth master nodded with difficulty and said, "You're right. ”

"Isn't that enough? You don't have to worry about slaves! Mao Tongtong laughed.

The corner of the eighth master's mouth twitched.

It seems that after discussing this, Mao Tongtong's mood is very good. Pulling the eighth master, he told himself to be hungry and wanted to eat.

"Here, try this walnut crisp." The walnut crisp that the eighth master finally queued up to buy finally came in handy.

"My memory is really good. The slave seems to have said it once. Mao Tongtong said with a smile.

"I happened to be passing by today, thinking that you have no appetite these days, so I said to buy it for you to taste." Eight Masters said.

"Did you go to the queue to buy it?" Mao Tongtong was a little surprised.

She still ate the rice flower-scented dim sum once at Uncle Chen's house. It's not quite the same as Gangnam's dim se. It looks a little rough on the outside, but it still tastes very good. At that time, she heard Su Shi say that the snacks in this house would line up from the opening of the morning, and they would basically be sold out after noon, and of course they would be closed. It's all freshly made on the same day to keep it fresh. Because of this, its business is exceptionally good.

The eighth master smiled and nodded slightly, which was considered to be an answer to Mao Tongtong's question.

"How bothering the master! It's really embarrassing to let the slaves and maids be embarrassed to eat. Mao Tongtong was indeed a little surprised. You must know that the princes all follow the servants when they go out. Even if you want to buy something, you are also going to buy some high-end products. Something like queuing up at the door of a dim sum shop is generally not done.

"It's because you personally queued up to buy it that you should eat more!" The eighth master laughed and said, "Actually, it's quite interesting." Standing at the back of the team, the feeling of being anxious and worried that it won't be your turn is the first time you have experienced it! ”