After listening to the brainwashing literature as usual, after dinner, the four children returned to the dormitory one after another.

Zhao Liu was already too tired, and she would be almost seven years old after the New Year, she ate and slept well in Rongfu, and her body developed rapidly.

The development of her body is very energy-consuming, and after doing work every day, she is so tired that she just wants to fall asleep.

A room full of children's night chatter never had her voice.

Seeing that Wang Qi began to chat again, she yawned and got up with the barrel and went out. When I came back from the kitchen with a small half bucket of hot water, I saw that they were still talking.

"We have a sister in this house, have you ever seen her?" Wang Qi motioned for a few of them to look at the empty bed under the window.

The bedding that was folded on top had not been opened for several days, and no one had returned at night, so I didn't know what the situation was.

Zhao Liu wanted to say that if there were fewer people to inquire about other people's private affairs, wouldn't it be more spacious to have fewer people in the room?

If all six beds are full, that's the annoyance.

Seeing everyone shaking their heads, Wang Qi asked again: "Today I heard that Miss Lin, the granddaughter of the old lady, has entered the house, and I heard that I only brought a nurse and a little girl, and I don't know if we can share it to serve Miss Lin."

I also heard that Miss Lin's family has been hairpins for generations, if only I could serve her, Miss Lin must be a generous master. ”

You are a seven or eight-year-old child who knows what generation of hairpins, so who is Daiyu? How can a hairy girl like them, who has only been trained for more than a month, go to serve closely?

Zhao Liu slandered again and again in his heart, only to feel that this Wang Qi was becoming more and more whimsical, regardless of reality.

After washing his face, he continued to pour the water into the basin to wash his feet, and Zhao Liu sat on the edge of the bed while soaking his feet and removing his hair.

Comb the girl's hair every day, her hair is a little naturally curled, and she is busy with her hands, but she still doesn't answer Wang Qi's words.

Everyone knew it in their hearts, Wang Qi said a few words to herself, and when she saw that everyone didn't agree with her, she closed her mouth in no interest.

After removing his hair, washing his feet, and yawning to say good night to everyone, Zhao Liu fell asleep with his head upside down.

Thinking that today's newly obtained peach cake will also be shared with the girl who burns the fire tomorrow.

The girl who boiled water in the kitchen was familiar with her, Zhao Liu brought the cloud cake to the girl twice, and the girl reciprocated by leaving her half a bucket of hot boiling water every day, not that she Zhao Liuqin soaked her feet every day, but this growing pain was really unpreventable.

This body is estimated to be not nutritious enough at the beginning of swaddling clothes, and from the beginning of the weight draw, Zhao Liu was tormented by cramps and bone headaches every night.

Only by burning her feet before going to bed can she sleep soundly.

In a flash, she has picked up grass leaves for a month in Huifangyuan, and the treatment of Huifangyuan is really good, there are five or six small pavilions in the courtyard, and when the main family often comes here to enjoy the fun, they will put snacks and nuts.

Nuts, Zhao Liu has never seen them, and he doesn't know if the master's family finished eating them, or if they were divided by the maid who was waiting closely.

However, pastries, which can't stand the pastry, are often the front foot of the host's family, and the rest of the back foot is distributed to the maids.

Endure the coveting, Zhao Liu was afraid of breaking his teeth, and never dared to eat more, but there was no dentist to see him at this time.

It has added a lot of confidence to her personal contacts, and the pastries left over by the master's family are better than those of these little maids, no matter how rough they are.

Most of the human relations between the maids are that you eat one bite of me and I eat two bites of you, and the relationship between one and the other is settled.

When I got up this morning, I went to Huifangyuan to see the steward as usual, and divided the two chestnut cakes left from yesterday, Zhao Liu carefully wrapped them in oiled paper, and threw them into the space by taking advantage of the gap in his arms.

The pastries of the ancients did not add any gelatin, such desserts as chestnut cake and peanut cake have a layer of puff pastry on the outside, if you let yourself work together in your arms, and then take it out is a bag of dregs.

Keep a piece of pastry with a complete appearance, and when the time comes to take it out and give it away, people will look at it, and they will feed each other so much about themselves, and carefully protect a piece of pastry just to give it to themselves, what a fine friendship!

She relied on this "friendship" in exchange for her own good food even if she was late, and even a maid could brush her face in exchange for hot water for washing her feet every day.

Who is this pastry going to bribe today? She led her rake and basket and prepared to go to the garden.

Zhao Liu is never picky, she will do whatever work the housekeeper arranges for her, and when someone asks her to do the work next to her, she will first see if she has finished her work, if she is done and is not yet on duty, she will help.

If she didn't finish it, she would refuse.

In just a few months, she had already learned eighteen techniques to reject her.

Before she could get out of the corner gate, she heard the steward calling out to her behind her,

"Zhao Liu, a few of you, wait a while, I have something to explain to you."

She didn't know why, but she also stopped, retreated to the door and didn't get in the way, seeing that several maids who went out in a row threw envious glances at her, and the second monk was puzzled for a while.

"There are petites in our house, and the old lady takes pity on her granddaughter, and now she is placed in her own yard, but she must be moved out later..."

Zhao Liu blinked.

I couldn't move it out for a while.

After all, she has been working for so long, and she also knows that the construction of the Grand View Garden has not yet begun.

This is probably requested by the family, let each steward order a few heads to clean up the new yard for Miss Lin, and prepare it first.

The steward's gaze swept over them, and finally stopped on Zhao Liu's face, and spoke after a moment.

"Although you are young, but you are doing things safely, now I will send you out to work in my face, you don't have to do those rough work, you just go over and give tea and water to those adults, you need to continue to be cautious, don't lose my face."

The steward has also heard of Zhao Liu's deeds, every time he gets a pastry, he never swallows it alone, and always takes it to share with the little girl he is familiar with.

Such a clever child, even if she knows that she is planning for herself, everyone is happy to give her a little more face.

is also a subordinate, don't everyone rely on each other to "give face" to gain a foothold in this inner courtyard?

Zhao Liufu said yes, put down the tools in his hand, and followed the steward who came to lead the people out of the Huifang Courtyard.

Staring at the exquisite yard in front of her, she didn't understand what she was going to clean up, what was there to clean up?

Isn't it just cleaning the courtyard every day, incense and ventilation, this is to ask the maids to come and save some popularity first?

Since she didn't want her to do any work, Zhao Liule had half a day of leisure, so her daily work became to go to other yards to sweep ashes in the morning, and then go back to Huifang Courtyard to pick up grass in the afternoon.

Winter in the Northland came early, and in the third month after Zhao Liu entered the Rong Mansion, it began to snow.

The little maids only need to clear the snow in the yard every day, and there is nothing else to do. On the old lady's side, there was obviously no intention of letting Daiyu go out to live by herself, and the maids who went to the hot house were recalled to the next room.

In winter, it doesn't take much time to serve flowers and plants, and they don't need to work, so there is a lot more time to learn the rules.

It is common for the old people to play leaf cards in piles in their spare time, Zhao is six years old, the monthly money is also small, and he has to learn skills, and the team of leaf cards rarely takes her.

Zhao Liu doesn't make trouble, she laughs at people for three points, and the plump girl's face is delicate and sweet, and she has learned a lot of things through this closeness.

"Go, the masters are going to enjoy the plum blossoms today, don't run outside, you can't afford to deal with it in case of collision!"

Making tea, writing a pen, serving ink....

These skills are learned over and over again, and if you are seven or eight points proficient, you can enter the next skill training, and you will be assigned to the post one day to practice.

"There are two cats down the porch, so let's go see the cats!"

Rongfu is now in full swing, she hasn't seen much of the Red Mansion, and she doesn't know what the time background of the story line in the book is.

I just think that such a good rich and comfortable nest, she can stay as long as she wants!

Fallen, really fallen.

The chaotic world outside, the hunger when she first passed, made her a twentie-year-old adult stunned and did not dare to step out of the safety zone for half a step.

Zhao Liu was squatting under the porch to watch the cats fight, when she saw someone waving at her in front of her.

"Come here, all of you." Zhao Liu recognized that it was the embroidered phoenix girl next to Lian's second grandmother.

She also knows now that the second grandmother is the Wang Xifeng who has a lot of pen and ink.

"Sister Xiufeng is fine." Zhao Liufu was overwhelmed, who made her just a rough little maid, she didn't even have a name from the master's family, and everyone in the courtyard had to salute and salute.

The embroidered phoenix in front of her is the maid with a face next to the second grandmother of Lian, wearing a water-blue brocade gown, a skein gold bracelet on her hand, a pink peach cheek, a golden hairpin with an auspicious cloud pattern pinned to her neat bun, and a few light-colored grass velvet flowers.

The style of a big girl is so strong.

Is this going to be officially assigned?

Zhao Liu's heart was shocked, as if she was looking at the uproar of the moon money beckoning to her, and the three little maids were all blessed, but Wang Qi was missing.

"Which of you is Zhao Liu?"

Xiufeng looked at them and asked after a moment.

"Back to Sister Xiufeng's words, slave Zhao Liu." She pinched her throat and forcibly put a prefix on herself as a slave.

This damn feudal etiquette.

"Well, it looks okay, but you've learned all the rules?"

Sure enough, it's time to assign a position.

"In the hands of a few of us, Mrs. can rest assured, I have seen these small ones, and the rules are naturally learned, why didn't the embroidered phoenix girl come to say hello in advance? I called these little ones snubbed. Before Zhao Liu could answer, a mother-in-law came from under the verandah, and when she saw Xiufeng from afar, she began to greet her.

For these mothers-in-law who are extremely similar in clothes, Zhao Liu has a headache, and her face is very blind.

If you don't work under the same roof every day, you are familiar with it, and I am afraid that you will have to make a lot of jokes about Zhang Guan Li Dai.

"Mrs. Zhao is polite, I just came over to pick up a few little maids on the order of my wife, what is slacking off, it's too polite."

After the greetings, Xiufeng directly named her, this is the big girl's clean and neat style of doing things.

"The old lady's small kitchen put out a girl, in terms of seniority, now there is one less fire girl, can Mrs. Zhao recommend it?"

are all slaves, a word of recommendation, and the little maids who can't help themselves are made to be favors.

Zhao Liu felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he couldn't speak, so he could only stand aside with his eyebrows lowered.

There was never a place for her to speak.