The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, and the green foliage is lush and sparkling with the unique summer luxury.

The sparkling light fell on his face through the cracks in the branches.

The young woman's long hair was casually draped, her face was painted with light makeup, and she looked elegant and beautiful in a long green dress.

The vegetable basket was carried by the young woman in her hand, and an open vegetable garden was located at the corner of the courtyard.

The young woman bent slightly, folded off the green lettuce, and gently placed it in the basket, and from time to time looked up at the boy under the tree.

The boy sat under the tree and looked at the scroll in his hand with a serious expression.

There is a faint warmth in the air, and although such years are dull, there is a kind of beauty in themselves.

A slightly immature voice sounded outside the door.

"May I ask if Aunt Qingluo is there? Aunt Chiffon invites you over for tea. The Biluo spring tea that has just been paid tribute can only be obtained by Aunt Chiffon. ”

Aunt Chiffon is a beauty who has just entered the Golden Mansion this spring, because she can sing and dance, she is highly favored, and everyone in the Golden Mansion has to give two points of face.

The young woman's face was a little solemn, and after deliberation, she carried the vegetable basket, walked to the door, and gently opened the buckled door valve.

"You come in first, I'm ready to prepare. ”

A girl with a double bun lingered by the door, her face was a little timid, as if she had just entered the mansion and entered the courtyard, she couldn't help the curiosity in her heart, and looked around.

Although the girl is young, she is very reasonable.

Seeing the vegetable basket in the young woman's hand, her voice was sharp and she took the initiative to propose.

"Aunt Qingluo, let me help you pick vegetables. ”

The height of less than the waist is the same as Luo'er's figure.

With a gentle smile on her face, the young woman handed the basket to the young maid.

"What a well-behaved little girl, that's fine, then thank you. After a moment, I'll go back to my room and change my clothes, and we'll leave together. ”

The maid carried the vegetable basket and walked in the direction of the vegetable garden.

The corner of his eye, looking around, is the sensitivity that a maid must have.

Under the tall tree, there was a slightly melodious sound of reading.

The young man who sat down inadvertently came into view.

For a moment, the maid almost thought that she had met a fairy.

The young man sat upright with his back against the tree, and the edges of his somewhat short robe were scattered on the soft blanket, and his elegant posture made the maid stunned for a moment.

The lettuce in her hand naturally fell into the vegetable basket, and the maid unconsciously walked towards the boy.

The boy noticed the movement around him, and only raised his eyes slightly.

Impatience, sliding over his eyebrows, the boy ignored it.

The maid squatted down very unconsciously and looked straight at the young man in front of her.

It's really good-looking, if it's the son of this Golden Mansion, then you don't need to be a maid in your life.

The crisp voice, like a noisy little sparrow, chirping, didn't sound so annoying, but the whole empty courtyard was more lively.

"What are you reading? Are you the son of this Golden Mansion?"

The young and old, calm and rational boy was not going to answer, but his eyes swept over the door and found a familiar and warm figure.

You should be courteous, regardless of the identity and status of the other party, and the requirements immediately ring in your ears.

The young man put down the scroll a little helplessly, raised his good-looking eyes, and looked fixedly at the noisy maid in front of him.

"I'm watching "The Art of War", I'm not the son of this golden mansion. ”

If he is not recognized by his father, what difference does it make if he is the son of this Jinfu or not.

The young woman looked kind, looking at the maid chatting with Luo'er, and felt a little comforted in her heart.

Since coming to the remote courtyard of the Golden Mansion, which is equivalent to a cold palace, few people have come to visit him, and naturally no child is willing to pay attention to a child who is like an abandoned child.

The maid was so focused on the conversation that she didn't notice the young woman who was getting closer and closer, and continued to talk endlessly.

The young man in front of him is of the same age, it seems that only he can understand himself, even if he doesn't understand, what does it matter, at least someone is willing to listen to a little girl's chatter.

"I see, I plan to marry the son of this Golden Mansion in the future, what do you think?"

The young man likes to be quiet or not, listening to the girl's words, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkle in disgust, and he obviously hates the unconscious maid in front of him.

The elegant and noble voice is extremely straightforward and sharp.

"It's not good, it's far better to be ambitious than to be down-to-earth. ”

The maid stood up with some excitement, and an awe-inspiring firmness burst out from her weak body, like a falling waterfall, which in an instant merged into a wide river, and the force of the fall was like thunder.

"It makes sense, but my wish will not change, I will definitely marry the son of this Golden Mansion. Only in this way can I stop being a maid, and in this way, I will have endless beautiful clothes to wear. ”

The young woman stroked her hair carefully, her expression was a little solemn, and she sighed slightly in her heart, but she knew that for a simple child whose heart was full of hope, there should not be too many complicated things to explain.

Luo'er raised her head, glanced at the maid with a somewhat impatient expression, and then landed on her gentle and reliable mother.

However, finally there are children who are willing to approach this silent and indifferent child, and if the maid can come often, he does not need to worry about the psychological development of the child.

Thinking so in his heart, he stated it euphemistically.

The slow tone, like a river in spring, and the murmuring sound infiltrated the heart invisibly.

"It's a good ambition, and you're welcome to come and see Luo'er when you have time. He is always so calm, not as cheerful as children of the same age, so he has to take care of you. ”

The maid turned her body slightly, looking at the beautiful and gentle young woman, the corners of her mouth unconsciously grinned, which was a natural trust and dependence on the elders.

"Aunt Qingluo, can this really be the case? However, I'm just a maid, can I really come over at will?"

Aunt Qing Luo looked at the cheerful maid in front of her, and felt that the more she looked at it, the more she liked it, and her voice became softer and softer.

Looking at Luo'er with a reluctant face, his mood became better and better.

"Of course, you can come to him at any time if you want to. I still have some books in my room, so you can study together if you want. ”

The maid looked at the young man who was reading silently, then at the gentle young woman, nodded slightly, and after a moment, nodded as if promised.

"No problem, I'll come to see him often. ”

Later, there was always a cheerful figure in this courtyard.

"Luo'er, what do you like to eat?"

Whenever the maid has a lot of problems, the boy always reads the book carefully and is unwilling to pay more attention.

The maid still talks to me, as if the boy is just a tree that can't speak.

As long as someone listens, the fatigue and hard work will be swept away.

"I heard Aunt Qingluo say that you like to eat apples, what other fruits do you like to eat? apples, pears, and oranges, I know these three kinds of fruits, and they can only be eaten during the Spring Festival. ”

The boy was always bored, but the maid was unaware, and sometimes with candy, the boy was always not interested.

After all, because of the gap between origin and knowledge, there is a big gap between the concepts of two people, and if they can't communicate normally, they can't get along naturally.

But the relationship between the maid and the young woman is getting better and better, and the two people help each other and reciprocity, like sisters, like relatives, and get along very well.

The maid likes to help the young woman pick vegetables, and the young woman always leaves an extra dish for the maid every time she cooks.

"Luo'er, do you believe it or not? I will soon marry Gongzi, the son of this Golden Mansion. He promised me that he would marry me. ”