After sending Zuo Si away, Mi August continued to be busy with other things.

Du Yonghua's early appearance brought her a sense of urgency, with her development speed is actually not slow, and it is not difficult to kill Du Yonghua with the strength of her current Yin God body. It's just that the Yin God identity is a little limited to use after all, she is strong alone, and it is far from enough to face everything that may happen in the future.

It's like now that Du Yonghua has gone to the inner gate of Du'er Academy, she can't do anything about the other party for the time being.

However, a little sense of urgency was not enough to make her flustered, it only prompted her to speed up her pace, and even the people she had in her hands had to speed up.

Mi August first released the gambling house monster in the book of good and evil.

In just a few days, the appearance of the woman in the palace dress became more and more haggard, and even the clothes lost their color.

It looked at Mi August in fear, no longer confident and charming before.

Mi August looked at it and said, "As a monster who is good at all kinds of gambling skills, your arithmetic should be good."

Palace Dress Women: ???

What does this mean?

Mi August didn't care if it understood it now, and asked the housekeeper to send it to the accounting room.

Now there are more people in Siyefu, and there are more people who carry out properties, and the income and expenditure from night tour classes, night tour newspapers, pills, rune paper, government appointments, etc., are far from being comparable to those in the past. In the past, the account room could be handled by an old gentleman (there was nothing to do on weekdays), but now it has long been added to three people, and the result is not enough.

Of course, now that the Mansion has become a part of the House Spirit, the House Spirit is very clear about what it has. It's just that Mi August thinks it's a bit overkill to let the house spirit put his mind on this aspect, and it just so happens that the change of Xiaopang has given her a little inspiration, and the Si Yefu is her territory, and the people inside will have to adapt to the existence of weirdness sooner or later, and it's good to infiltrate it a little bit.

The woman in the palace costume was so confused that she was changed places in the blink of an eye by the housekeeper.

The people on the account room were shocked to see such a charming and beautiful woman coming.

While settling the accounts, the old gentleman raised his head, and the brush in his hand fell off, staining a bill that had just been calculated.

"This? This?"

The housekeeper said Mi August's instructions.

The three of them were even more surprised when they heard that this was sent by Mi-sama, and they were even more surprised when they learned that this woman, who looked like an ordinary person, was not a real person, but a monster like Xiao Fat in the night tour class.

The housekeeper left after explaining.

Leaving the old account room, the three of them looked at each other, and they didn't know what to do.

The woman in the palace costume was very weak, she wanted to eat the three people in front of her to recover, but the cruel reality made it unable to do so.

Now her situation away from home is the same as that of Chubby when she first came, and it is more miserable than Chubby. At least Chubby's dormitory manager's hometown is still there, but the gambling house it relies on for survival is gone, and I don't know how far away it is from home.

After a moment of silence, the old bookkeeper spoke, "Ahem, what is this girl's name?"

The woman in the palace costume did not speak, it was a vassal monster where did the name come from.

The old account room is embarrassing.

The young man on the right whispered, "The little fat in the night tour class was also asked for his name before, and he didn't say anything at first, but then everyone called him Little Fat and he agreed."

….

The young man glanced at the woman in the palace costume, who also looked at him, and the two looked at each other, and the young man looked away embarrassedly and said to the old bookkeeper, "This girl may not have a name."

"How's that good?" The old bookkeeper said, "Mi sent it here, and we must get along with each other often in the future, and we can't even have a name if we don't look down and don't look up."

The young man said, "Why don't you get one for it?"

Hearing this, the old bookkeeper looked at the woman in the palace costume, "What does the girl think?"

The woman in the palace costume nodded indifferently, what could it feel, and the dying prisoner could not refuse.

The old bookkeeper looked at it, and finally fixed his gaze on the woman's exposed hands.

"Jade refers to Qianqian, it's a pair of plans

Good hand at the plate." The old bookkeeper looked at the haggard and pale face of the woman in the palace again, and her eyes were full of pity, "If the girl doesn't dislike it, she will follow the old husband's surname and call Chu Qianqian."

The woman in the palace dress still nodded indifferently.

The old account room was overjoyed.

The two of them understood the reason at once: the old account room was afraid that the new 'Chu Qianqian' would be recognized as a righteous daughter.

It's no wonder that the old bookkeeper suddenly had this idea, he has been in Siyefu for most of his life, and he has no wife or children. At this time, a woman was suddenly sent, although the woman was charming, but she was haggard and pale and even more pitiful, and her temperament was really well-behaved (she had to bow her head under the eaves), and she would have to serve here in the future, and the old account room inevitably gave birth to a heart of care.

And this person is always easy to have a sense of responsibility for the things he names, as soon as the name Chu Qianqian is recognized, the old account room wants to take care of the other party as his own child more and more in his heart.

As for knowing that Chu Qianqian is a monster and not a real person, in the old account room's cognition: the monsters in Si Yefu are all good.

Look at the wind hug, the wind naruin, and the chubby...... Each one was too good to be true.

"In this way, you will be responsible for the counter that will pick up customers in the future, Qianqian is good-looking, give us the head of the bookkeeper face." The old bookkeeper decided Chu Qianqian's position.

Chu Qianqian still nodded.

After not hearing her speak for so long, the old bookkeeper couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Can you speak?"

"Yes." Chu Qianqian said.

The old bookkeeper was relieved, "What are you going to do?"

He already planned to spare half a day to teach Chu Qianqian to settle accounts and recognize the people of Si Yefu.

Chu Qianqian felt that this old man really had a lot of problems, and because of Mi August's deterrence, he didn't have a fight with the old account room, and walked directly to the counter and opened the booklet on the table that looked like an account book. One hand turned, one hand crackled the plate, the sound of the abacus beads colliding in its fingers under the plucking of the fast and crisp sound, after a while it finished turning and stopped the hand of the plate, and then picked up the pen and wrote the exact number on each page.

The old bookkeeper and the three of them watched dumbfounded.

Chu Qianqian looked at their stupid looks, except that there was no despair and fear, it was very similar to the expressions of the guests after winning a game in the past.

This makes it habitually hook the corners of its lips, show a charming and smug smile, and with a flip of its left hand, it is about to put the pipe in its mouth and take two puffs. As a result, it turned into a loneliness, it was now too weak, and the pipe was gone.

….

A smug smile froze at the corner of her mouth, and Chu Qianqian sighed, how can she live these days.

The old bookkeepers also looked at each other twice after coming back to their senses, and they were also thinking: As long as the people (weird) sent by Lord Mi are too powerful, how can they live as ordinary people.

"Chu Qianqian?" On the other side, Mi August learned from the house spirit that the palace woman also had a name, and she smiled and said, "It's better than Chubby."

The house spirit said, "Chubby was originally called out by the children, and Mr. Bookkeeper is a scholar after all."

Mi August nodded and stopped caring about this matter, concentrating on studying the Danfang that he got his hands on not long ago.

The time soon came when Mi Feixue was out of school, and when the child returned to the old house, Mi August also came out of the laboratory.

The two had dinner together, and Mi August took Mi Feixue to walk in the old mansion to eat, chatting while walking, "I'm going to give Ah Zhai a name, does the baby have any ideas?"

The air around me vibrated and became fresher.

Mi Feixue tilted her head, isn't it called a house?

Mi August said, "Now that the Si Ye Mansion has also become a part of the house, our residence should also be distinguished from it."

The two walked to the door of the old mansion, Mi August looked up, and Mi Feixue also looked up with her.

There is a lantern hanging above the gate of the old house, and the sky has not completely darkened at this time, but the lantern automatically lights up under the gaze of the two, and you don't have to think about it to know that this is the operation of the house spirit.

The lantern that shook slightly foreshadowed a certain restrained and turbulent mood of the house spirit.

Mi August smiled, "It's time to hang one

It's a plaque."

Mi Feixue thought about what Mi August said, 'Our residence, and smiled happily, this is her and August's home!'

She pulled Mi August's sleeve and shook it.

Mi August bowed her head, and it was rare to see the child's eyes full of bright and longing, young and old faded from her, with an innocent and lovely look that should be at this age, silently asking for something from the elders.

Mi August bent down and picked her up.

Since Mi Feixue started to go to school, she has rarely been held in her hands by Mi August like this.

She blushed with embarrassment, and was reluctant to be close, so she pursed her lips and looked at Mi August nervously.

Mi August smiled, "So does the baby have any good opinions?"

Mi Feixue stared at her seriously.

Mi August tilted her head, "Does the baby want me to pick it up?"

Mi Feixue nodded.

Mi August deliberately said, "The little slacker doesn't want to use his brain."

Mi Feixue shook her head with wide eyes, Mi August had already pinched her cheek, and said with a smile: "It's called Night Spring Breeze, the plaque is written by the baby, this time the baby can't be lazy."

As soon as she finished speaking, the housekeeper walked out with a plaque, and then the desk that was convenient for writing, pen and ink were placed in front of the two of them in a few seconds.

After doing this, the housekeeper stood aside and said nothing, as if his behavior just now was just a normal service to the master's family.

Mi Feixue landed and picked up Ma Hao.

The pen used to write the plaque is much thicker than the normal writing, and the Mi Fei Snowman is small and has small hands, which makes it seem laborious to hold.

Mi August didn't plan to help, the reason why she asked Mi Feixue to write was that Mi Feixue was a member of this family, and the two of them took a name and wrote a name, and the parent-child interaction was perfect. Second, Mi Feixue has special abilities, and Mi August feels that it is definitely better for her to write than her own body spirit.

As for the last point, Mi August admits that the brush is not as good as Mi Feixue's writing.

The girl of a few years old held a coarse brush, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Mi August before putting down the pen.

Mi August smiled gently.

Mi Feixue's eyelashes fluttered slightly with nervousness, and when she lowered her head to face the plaque, she returned to her usual cold color.

It looks quite imposing. Mi August looked at the side of the little guy's side face and thought funny.

There is a 'person' who is actually more nervous than Mi Feixue.

The house spirit's eyes stared directly at the pen in Mi Feixue's hand.

Then the pen fell on the plaque -

……

【Night Spring Breeze (Temple Spirit)】

[Spirit]

[The palace is alive, the town hall is settled, and the utility is endless]

[There is no way to do it within the scope of the night spring breeze, only you can't think of it, the home robbery is so strong, and everyone else is envious and crying]

[……]

In the evening, Mi Feixue had already gone to the night tour class, and more than an hour had passed since she wrote a plaque for the old mansion and hung it up.

Mi August opened the book of good and evil, looked at the page of the original house spirit, looked at the changed words on it with some surprise and expected, and rubbed the pages of the book with his fingertips and fell into contemplation.

Relatives came, unwell, writing a little slowly, wait for me to get through this difficult first two days _(:3"∠)_ (Congratulations to the housekeeper for mentioning his name today)

I inherited my husband's throne.

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