Chunniang said that she had to go to the village to raise a dog another day.

Otherwise, if there are really bad people sneaking into the courtyard, it will be miserable.

There was a candle lit in the house, and there was no need to think that the candle was borrowed.

The candle flame is dim, reflecting the thin shadow of a woman.

"Aunt Li is really a warm-hearted and good person!"

The two of them washed up briefly and lay down on the soft bed and chatted.

"When you turn around, you must move around a lot, Aunt Li lives alone, and there must be a lot of inconvenience."

Li Qingrong replied to her words.

Chun Niang turned over and lay on her stomach with her chin in her hands.

She seemed to think of something again, and sighed a little.

"And a couple of clothes!"

"Clothes?"

"That's right, Miss, Aunt Li still has several winter shirts rolled up in the futon, and the slaves are all properly placed."

"At a glance, the style of the dress looks like what Aunt Li wore when she was young, and she gave two men's clothes."

Li Qingrong was a little stunned, no wonder she was dodged when she wanted to take over.

The two futons weren't very heavy, but they looked extraordinarily large.

It turned out that she had rolled up some more clothes, and she stroked her forehead and smiled a little.

Chunniang is right, she is really a warm-hearted person.

She thought of the fiery plum tree again, and felt sorry in her heart.

"Tomorrow I have to trim the plum tree in the corner, and since I have planted it, I will take care of it."

"Yes, maybe we can add some joy before the end of the year......"

Both of them were so tired that they fell asleep gossiping at some point.

The morning sun peeks into the house through the cracks in the windows, shining on people's peaceful sleeping faces.

Li Qingrong was woken up by the sound of pots and pans outside, and it was extremely lively.

She sat up, the quilt slipping off, revealing the girl's thin shoulders and neck.

The bed on his side was cold, and Chunniang had been up for a while.

"Miss, are you awake?"

She looked energetic and had a smile on her face.

Li Qingrong saw that she was holding two bowls of rice porridge in her hands, and it was hot.

rejected Chunniang's move to help her dress, and neatly dressed and got out of bed.

"It smells so good."

Chun Niang listened to her praise and couldn't help but raise her neck.

"Is the master up?"

"Him?"

Touching the young lady's faint eyes, the words that Chunniang said in her mouth swallowed into her throat again.

"When the meal was ready, Master Leng got up when he smelled it, and he was eating it now!"

It's so dangerous, I almost forgot what Miss said last night.

Chunniang was busy setting up the meal, while Li Qingrong nodded and went to wash up by herself.

She walked into the courtyard, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she saw her master sitting on the roof of the house and gobbling it up.

He crossed his feet, holding bread in one hand and soup in the other.

It seems that Li Qingrong has just been discovered, and the corners of his mouth with food scraps are slightly upturned.

"Yo, Xiaoqingrong is up!"

"Is the master eating well?"

She looked up, and the morning light was a little dazzling.

"Okay, I didn't expect Miss Spring to have such craftsmanship."

He squeezed his eyebrows and moved, and did not forget to take another mouthful of porridge loudly.

"Master Leng, this cake was given by Aunt Li, and as for this porridge, I really made it."

Chun Niang went out of the house to find Miss for dinner, and she heard the cold words and responded loudly.

"Does this porridge taste good?"

"Normal, barely in the mouth."

He was a little weak-hearted, and slowly swallowed the porridge in his mouth, for fear that Chun Niang would find out.

"This porridge has been stewed since dawn, and it took a whole hour to boil the rice oil."

Leng Bu didn't know that it would take so much effort to make a porridge, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty now.

"Spring girl, this porridge is delicious, your craft is this!"

smiled and gave a thumbs up, making the spring girl with a tight face laugh.

She shook the handkerchief in her hand, turned around and beckoned the young lady back to the house for dinner.

The man in the courtyard and the one sitting on the high place looked at each other and were silent.

Li Qingrong knew in his heart that Chun Niang's words were deliberately teasing him, but it was a pity.

It's a pity that his own master is always lacking in this kind of thing.

The breakfast was very rich, mainly thanks to the generous feeding of Aunt Li.

After a simple breakfast, Chun Niang went to prune the plum tree.

Li Qingrong planned to go out for a walk and learn about the situation in the village.