Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

Chapter 111 Tea Room
Su Yunman is not as easy to talk as before.She walked into Jiang Yunyi's house and looked around.Her house is different from his.She reached out and grabbed his clothes, and asked crisply: "Did you ask my father to guard the mountain to serve this family?"

Nangong Qingxian did not expect that she would ask such a question.He looked down at the little girl who was grabbing his clothes.Her head was not up to his waist.The look on her face was stubborn.A pair of apricot eyes stared at him like two ink pills.

"Why do you think so?" Nangong Qingxian knelt down and looked at her. "Your father was my savior. How could I do such a thing?"

"But the family doesn't look like someone who can live on the mountain." Su Yunman avoided, she didn't know how to ask.

Nangong Qingxian said: "The Jiang family will trouble you to take care of her for a while." Seeing her bowing her head, he stretched out his hand to pull the hair tie on her head. "Can you tell they don't live long?"

Su Yunman grabbed her hair tie, stared at him and said, "I'm so young that I can't brush a glass!"

She raised her leg to run out, but was stopped by Nangong Qingxian. "You have to do this job."

"why?"

"Your father is my savior, if you remember correctly." Master Qingxian's spoof came up again.He stood up and stared at her with a smile on his face. "I am your savior."

Su Yunman looked into his eyes, showing the bad taste of that night.She was angry because she was misled by Mist into thinking he was kind, which angered the Demon King.

"..." Young Master Qingxian was right.He was indeed the benefactor who saved Su Yunman's life.She puffed her cheeks and went to the kitchen without saying a word.

Nangong Qingxian stood where he was, looking at her angrily.How do you find it interesting?
The difference between the Jiang family's house and the Su's house is probably the difference between a well-decorated model house and a rough house.In addition to the stove and firewood, there are three cabinets in the Jiang family's kitchen.She opened it and looked.One is rice noodle seasoning, one is pots and pans, and the other is several sets of tea sets.

She swept her eyes away from those exquisite tea sets, picked the most unremarkable set, scribbled a few strokes on the thick white base, and painted plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum on the four teacups.It's simple, but cute.

Su Yunman carefully moved the tea set into the tub and took it out of the kitchen.There is also a large water tank outside Jiang's kitchen.After careful cleaning, she replaced a wooden tray and brought it to the main room.

The furnishings in the hall are naturally different from those of the Su family.There is an Eight Immortals table facing the gate, and a tribute table behind it.There is an armchair on both sides, and a few square stools beside it, but they are all ordinary wood without patterns.Su Yunman didn't understand.She looked at it and decided it was much sturdier than the mismatched chairs.

At this time, there was no one in the hall.Su Yunman listened, bypassed the partition screen, and saw the small tea room.

On the coffee table is a homemade pottery pot.At first glance, it is a bit abrupt, but because the four people kneeling next to it don't care, the sense of incongruity is less.

Nangong Qingxian looked up and saw that it was her.Just as she was about to get up to take the plate, Mrs. Jiang had already got up and picked up the plate.She pulled a futon to her side from behind and asked Su Yunman to sit beside him.

The coffee table is rectangular.Jiang Yunyi and Mrs. Jiang knelt on one side, and Jiang Yunyi's son sat on the other side.Nangong Qingxian sat on one side, but because the kneeling posture was not standard, it seemed more crowded than the other side.

Su Yunman is not used to sitting on her knees.She went to see the futon and sat cross-legged, which caused the young master of the Jiang family to look at her a few more times.

(End of this chapter)