"You're not happy?"

Shen Jianing had no expression on her face, just like usual, but Shi Yan could feel that she was in a bad mood.

With a little earthy fingertips, he subconsciously clenched the sliced medicinal herbs in his hand, Shen Jianing's eyes flashed slightly, and he quickly calmed down.

"What can I be unhappy about, I'm a country girl, how can I be unhappy living in such a big villa."

The tone was calm, but there was a bit of dissatisfaction in her heart.

Even if she didn't want to admit it, Shen Qingqing's words still affected her. Pursing his lips, Shen Jianing threw down the sentence I went to dry the medicinal herbs, turned around and walked into the courtyard.

There are many kinds of Chinese medicine, some can be sliced directly to make soup, but others need to be dried, and the courtyard happened to be large enough, so she asked a maid to get a picnic cloth and spread it in the garden. She didn't hear her intentions at all, and the employees who gathered together in twos and threes not far away whispered something.

"What's the matter with our lady? Even if you are in the countryside, why do you still bring that set of problems in the countryside to the city? How can such a good garden be used to toss those vegetables and leaves? ”

"Who's to say it isn't? Our villa is so big, and when he knocks it down like this, it looks like a country yard! ”

They didn't notice behind their backs, and the sound of high heels behind them was slowly approaching.

"Say what? Let you come here to work, not let you come here to chat and be lazy! ”

When Shi Qingrong came, he happened to see the two servants gathered together, pointing in one direction from time to time and making a few mocking laughs, even if he was a little dissatisfied.

Being a maid is not as self-aware as a servant, does working time make them so lazy?

She stroked the big curls on her shoulders, she was over thirty years old, but because of proper maintenance, she looked at the women who were not in their early twenties and reached out to push them away, and looked in the direction they had just been looking.

At this glance, I happened to see Shen Jianing half-squatting on the side of the cobblestone path, seriously fiddling with traditional Chinese medicine, and his expression was stiff at the moment.

"Shen Jianing! This is a villa, should you still be that little broken yard in your countryside?! What are these things, hurry up and put them away for me, it's a shame for our family! ”

Stepping on five-centimeter black high heels, Shi Qingrong strode over, forgetting that he was wearing a cyan cheongsam, and his posture was the most restrictive.

"Thorn-"

Obviously, a little gap opened in the slit of her cheongsam, Shi Qingrong paused, scolded in her heart, and tried to clench her fists, suppressing the irritation in her heart.

She and Shen Jianing were extremely close, and the latter certainly didn't miss the sound of the fabric tearing.

She got up, looked at Shi Qingrong and blinked her watery eyes, suppressing the surprise in her heart.

It's her again.

Shi Qingrong, Shi Yan's aunt. Shen Jianing has never had a good relationship with her, she still listened to the maid, saying that this aunt wanted her in-law's niece to marry Shi Yan, but she intercepted her, so she was unhappy.

Shen Jianing knew that he knew, but he didn't care, and even avoided her because he was troublesome, and the latter would only sneer at most whenever he met him, and it was rare to suddenly rush over to find trouble like this.

"Auntie." shouted without being salty.

"Don't call me aunt, who is your aunt? I grew up in Shangjing, so I don't have a relationship with me here. ”

The woman's caustic voice was like a sharp blade, stabbing at the place that Shen Jianing cared about the most.

Her face turned cold, but the woman continued to preach.