Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 7 Sister, Lock Me Up In The Dark Room

In the small study room of Caiyunju, two Ruyi palace palace lanterns are lit.

The nib of Langhao dipped in ink traced stroke by stroke on the beige rice paper.

Wen Mianmian, who was writing the pen, half-drooped his eyes and looked attentive. When a piece of rice paper was full of writing, he put away his pen and sighed faintly when he looked at the handwriting on the rice paper.

The memory can be lost, the temperament can be slightly changed, and the knowledge can be different, but the writing is the only one that cannot be explained.

In order to adapt to this familiar and unfamiliar place, she would look for books to read in the study during the day when she had nothing to do, and practice calligraphy secretly at night.

In order to be realistic or even deliberately imitating the handwriting of the deity, fortunately, although the deity is not ignorant, it is not much better, as long as she is given half a month, she will definitely be able to practice.

Fortunately, the deity is arrogant and does not have the elegant hobbies of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, otherwise, she really can't explain it.

Rubbing his sore wrist, he was still digesting what Wen Lingxiao had revealed in his mind.

Her cheap general father is powerful, but he was born from grassroots.

Of course, what she understands is money, but unfortunately there is very little news about Fuzhong's property in memory, and some sporadic ones are good.

Although she doesn't know how to fight, she also knows that there are not many wealthy people who are generals, so Wen Lingxiao can say the words 'the house is not wealthy', even if it is already stretched to the point of being stretched.

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She has done a good job of living a life of invaluable assets and boundless blessings.

Dreams are shattered too quickly.

Time passed quickly. Although these repeated strokes were boring, they had a strange power, which made people calm down without realizing it, and they became more and more calm.

Come and be safe.

At dawn, Lingcao and Lingguo gently pushed open the door and walked in one after another. One placed the hot water from the call, and the other went to the bed to call someone up.

Wen Mianmian, who only fell asleep in the early morning, pulled the quilt over her head and turned her back to Lingguo, making it clear that she did not want to get up.

Lingguo stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, "Hurry up, girl, the sun is already rising outside, the second son is here again, and he is still wandering outside the door, do you want to call in first?"

Wen Mianmian opened her eyes, turned over and sat up, "Get me dressed, I have to arrest him today."

"Do we still have snacks?"

Wen Yiqing ran here for two days in a row, but he didn't come in. As soon as he saw her shadow, he ran as fast as a rabbit saw an eagle.

"When I catch him, close the door and see where he runs."

Lingguo dressed her skillfully, and said with a chuckle, "The dim sum bought outside the house is gone, I can't stand it, only the dim sum made by the chef in the house."

"Unfortunately, the dim sum made by the cook is really unsatisfactory, and the second son doesn't like it very much."

As he said that, Chao Wen smiled and said, "I heard that the chef from the Annan Palace next door was invited for a lot of money, and the desserts they made are not only exquisite but also delicious."

Wen Mianmian smiled, "So clear, have you tried it?"

Lingguo pursed her lips, "We are close to each other, you don't know, the concierge in our mansion listens to the concierge next door to show off every day, saying how nice and delicious the desserts are, and what's added with meat and vegetables. Rewarding silver, making clothes, etc., jealous eyes are all red."

"Wei San'er, the concierge, also said that he would find an opportunity to put a sack on the concierge next door and beat them up to show them off."

After speaking, she quickly covered her mouth. She seemed to have said too much. The girl had always thought that the mansion was very rich.

Wen Mianmian handed her the handkerchief to wipe her face and smiled, "That's the difference between having money and not having money."

If she eats bran and pharynx all day long, she will be envious of the big fish and meat next door, and she can't wait to beat him badly.

Lingguo was stunned for a moment, "You already know, girl?"

"It's not a shame that the mansion is not wealthy for the time being." Wen Mianmian patted her on the shoulder, "In the future, I will also be able to hire an exquisite cook who makes dim sum, and I will also be able to see a little bit of meat every day."

Lingguo's smiling brows and eyes are curved, waiting for the girl to marry and move to the next door, all these will be all, she still said a comforting word, "The general and the lady have said that no one can be short of Caiyunju, the girl does not need to be short. worried."

Wen Mianmian hehe twice, inexplicably feeling a little guilty.

The sun is shining outside, the flowers in the yard are blooming well, and there are bursts of fragrance.

Wen Mianmian walked gently to the door, stuck her head out and glanced carefully, seeing Wen Yiqing rubbing her little hands anxiously, with a tangled face, she immediately smiled.

When he got a little closer to the door, he seized the opportunity to shoot and dragged the person directly into the yard, "Close the door of Lingguo."

"I got caught."

Seeing that the door was closed little by little, the fierce elder sister put on her hips and showed a malicious smile. Little Wen Yiqing was terrified, and her tears suddenly welled up and circled in her eyes.

"Hold back your tears, if you dare to cry, I will lock you in a small dark room."

Wen Yiqing took a deep breath, rolled his eyes and blinked, holding back the tears that were about to shed, and stood pitifully.

After waiting to be pulled into the house again, he swallowed silently when he saw the meat patties and small buns on the table, and forcibly looked away.

Wen Mianmian only started to have breakfast at this time. Although the breakfast was not very rich, it was still exquisite. She took a bite of a piece of meat patty. The skin was thin and the filling was thick. After they dispersed, Wen Yiqing became even more greedy.

"Tell me, why are you lingering outside the door?"

"I want to have a snack."

Seeing his 'very stubborn' appearance when he wanted to eat, Wen Mianmian smiled, "The dim sum is gone, they said that if you want to eat, you can come by yourself. Don't you expect me to keep it for you if you don't come?"

As he said that, he swayed half a piece of meat patty on the tip of his nose, "Is there any dessert, do you want a meat pie?"

The corners of Lingguo's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that their girls were getting worse and worse.

Seeing that Wen Yiqing was still standing, Wen Mianmian shook his head regretfully, "This meat pie is still very fragrant, forget it if you don't eat it."

Wen Yiqing's heart was unbearable, and a tear fell without hesitation, and was immediately frightened. When he thought that he was going to be locked in a small dark room, he sat down and saw that there were spare chopsticks on the table. Just go for the meatloaf.

After eating it, it can be considered a profit if it is locked in a small dark room.

Wow~ the meatloaf is delicious.

Hey~ The little buns are stuffed with meat, so delicious.

Oh~ There are also small buns with red bean paste, which are also delicious.

Waiting for him to sweep the table like a storm, he put down his chopsticks and hiccupped contentedly, "Okay, elder sister, please lock me in a small dark room."

(End of this chapter)