(Girls' Literature) Cheng Lingxi was very responsive to Liu Da Chou, who almost killed him, and found that Feng Xin'er didn't like Liu Da Chou, so she immediately said loudly: "Mother, my brother and I have your surname! My name is Feng Lingxi! My brother's name is Feng Jingzhi!"

The name of this life is homophonic to that of the previous life, Cheng Lingxi doesn't mind changing the words, she even changed her surname.

Feng Xin'er shook her head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Nan, he won't agree with your surname ......."

"No need to agree, my brother and I are surnamed Feng with you!" Cheng Lingxi's tone was resolute and decisive, "Mother, you should think about it, I was almost killed by him, and my brother is always beaten, don't you still want to live with him? Maybe next time he will even beat you to death!"

Feng Xin'er still shook her head, and said with a straight face: "Don't mention this matter again! You are still hungry, I'll go and see if the porridge is ready." He added, "Jingzhi, take care of your sister." ”

After saying that, he left.

Cheng Lingxi couldn't understand what Feng Xin'er was thinking, her eyes rolled and she spoke to Feng Jingzhi: "Does my brother know what kind of place this is?"

My brother has to answer all questions: "Baimu Town, Jiang Gongzi's house." ”

Jiang Gongzi is a wealthy foreigner in Baimu Town, and invited Feng Xin'er to be a cook.

Cheng Lingxi got back to his previous life, and the memory of being a fool was also kept, knowing that Jiang Gongzi was a good owner.

Feng Jing's way: "Jiang Gongzi went to the inn for the night, it will not affect his mother's reputation." Hello, let's finish breakfast, thank Jiang Gongzi for his great kindness, and then we can go home. ”

Go home and find Liu Dachou's scolding?

Cheng Lingxi pouted and decided to persuade Feng Xin'er to stay for a few more days, anyway, she could repay Jiang Gongzi's favor.

Bang bang bang!

Just when Cheng Lingxi was thinking about how to persuade Feng Xin'er to draw a line with Liu Dachou, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Feng Jingzhi went to open the door, and a woman wearing a water-red embroidered floral gauze skirt with a good appearance appeared in Cheng Lingxi's field of vision. She is about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a jade bracelet of excellent color on her wrist, and a phoenix with pearls and gold hairpins on her head, looking like a master.

However, Feng Jing didn't give face at all, and exposed her bluff: "Sister, this is Jiang Gongzi's maid, a painting girl." ”

Cheng Lingxi bent her lips and said politely: "Miss Hua'er, do you have something to do with us?"

Chapter 2

Hua'er looked at the brother and sister, thinking that they were mud legs who couldn't get on the stage, and there was contempt and disgust written on their faces: "What else can happen! My son-in-law is kind-hearted and put up with you to spend the night here, so it's better for you to kick your nose and face it! Tsk, you don't look at your identity, and you still want to stay here?"

"You!" Feng Jingzhi clenched his fists in anger.

"Brother, don't be angry. Cheng Lingxi pulled his sleeve.

Hua'er squinted at the people, inch by inch, and said with a sneer: "What are you! Two wild cubs, you don't even know who your father is! You can come in this house and live for one night, it is a blessing that you have accumulated for eight lifetimes!"

Cheng Lingxi calmed Feng Jingzhi's emotions, his face was still not smiling or angry, and he said, "It turns out that this house is yours, not Uncle Jiang's." ”

Hua'er wanted to admit it, but the truth was: she didn't even count Jiang Gongzi's room.

was sarcastically ridiculed by Cheng Lingxi, and the painting became angry, and stretched out her hand to pinch her: "You are a fool!

"Get out!" Feng Jingzhi protected his sister behind him, staring at the painting like a beast that chooses people to devour, fierce and cruel.

The painting was startled and couldn't help but take two steps back.

Cheng Lingxi hid his hand in the quilt, looked at the painting with a slight smile, and said, "Uncle Jiang invited us to live in his house, you are not Uncle Jiang's wife, nor Uncle Jiang's sister, doesn't Uncle Jiang mind if you help him make the decision?"

This sentence is even more terrible than the previous one.

The painting's face turned pale, and he took a step back and turned to leave.

"Slow down ......" Hua'er was shocked to realize that she was bluffed by a stupid girl, her eyes glared at Cheng Lingxi, and her eyes were fierce, "You dare to use Gongzi to press me!?

"What about pressing you, who called you a nameless maid!" Cheng Lingxi raised a light smile, full of provocation.

The painting was so angry that she snorted coldly, and stretched out her hand to get rid of Feng Jingzhi, who was in the way, leaving Cheng Lingxi with a profound lesson.

"Uncle Jiang!" her hand stretched out halfway, Cheng Lingxi looked behind the painting, and suddenly shouted.

Hua'er shuddered suddenly, hurriedly withdrew her hand and turned around, and took out the most elegant and demure posture and bent down to salute: "Slave and maid Hua'er has seen Childe! Good morning Childe!"

Childe didn't speak for a long time, and what responded to her was the crisp laughter of Cheng Lingxi's brothers and sisters.

When the painting looked up, he didn't even see a single hair of his son, only to know that he had been played by Cheng Lingxi again, and his face turned blue.

Cheng Lingxi was not afraid of her seizures, smiled fearlessly, and said softly: "You say I'm stupid, I think you're even more stupid." Don't think about it, even if you drive me away and deceive Uncle Jiang, will Uncle Jiang marry you? Be a real person, you look ugly, don't think too beautifully. ”

At this time, Feng Xin'er came in from outside the door with porridge, her simple clothes couldn't hide her natural beauty, her waist was slender, and her shoulders were slashed, even if she stayed up all night and looked haggard, she could steadily compare the painting.

Hua'er didn't dare to cross Feng Xin'er, and reprimanded: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" After speaking, he threw his sleeves and walked out, but when he crossed the threshold, he fell into the mud, and two nosebleeds flowed down, which was ugly and embarrassing.

Cheng Lingxi poked his head out and said with a pleasant face: "Be careful when you walk, you have been possessed by the god of decay in the past few days, and it is easy to be unlucky." ”

The painting didn't appreciate it, and said angrily: "Phew! Don't say bad words!"

As soon as the words fell, the painting stumbled on his left foot and fell on all fours. Cheng Lingxi laughed out loud "without paying attention", and Feng Xin'er and Feng Jingzhi also laughed.

On the way, he heard that Jiang Gongzi was back, jumped back to his yard, and planned to change his clothes, but then he thought of the hateful Feng Xin'er and the three of them, gritted his teeth and put the dirty clothes back on his body, and deliberately tore his hair up, crying to find Jiang Gongzi.

It's a pity that her luck today is very bad, she hasn't seen Jiang Gongzi yet, she has fallen five times, and when she passed by the lotus pond, she slipped under her feet and planted it, and she fluttered for a long time before she climbed up, and her body was full of black and smelly silt.

When the gardener saw the painting, he could not recognize anyone at all, so he raised his pole to carry water and water the flowers, and rewarded her twice, and angrily rebuked: "Where is the beggar!

The guards immediately ran out, and they couldn't recognize the dirty ghost in front of them as a painting, so they didn't allow her to open their mouths to confess their identity, so they picked up the stick mercilessly, and beat the painting until she covered her face and cried.

"Childe, the girl woke up, and she is not stupid. ”

In the front yard of Jiang Mansion, an old man who looked like he was in his fifties, had black hair, and looked particularly shrewd and capable, followed Jiang Gongzi with a smile.

He is the big housekeeper in this house, and he is also Jiang Gongzi's loyal old servant and protector, and his strength is unfathomable.

Jiang Gongzi, who walked in front of the big housekeeper, looked very young, about thirty years old, with a handsome face, outstanding demeanor, and calm and noble demeanor. However, in the middle of summer when the cicadas were singing, Jiang Gongzi was wearing a snow-white fox fur, and he couldn't see sweat on his pale and weak face, obviously sick.