green bamboo dream

"I'm not sure yet, but the household registration of those two people has not been found in the capital. It is doubtful that they can live in Beijing for a few days like this." [26nbsp;]" Cheng Xunxun said vaguely, but However, Yuzhu understood that the management of household registration in ancient times was very strict, and farmers were basically tied to the land. It is not an ordinary difficulty to leave the place where the household registration is located...

"Then I didn't cause you trouble." Yu Zhu repeatedly recalled her performance, she was being reasonable at the time, if she revealed her identity, there might be some bullying rumors coming out.

Cheng Xunxun put on the outer robe neatly by himself, "What are you afraid of, if you get into trouble, it's okay, I can't make up for it." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and ordered, "Let's eat."

While Yu Zhu silently recited "You can't trust a man's kind words." The corners of her mouth still couldn't stop twitching.

But it seems that this man is still on the right track, after Yu Zhu figured out what was going on the next day, he had this idea even more.

"...Second master just returned to the yard, and saw that you hadn't come back, my wife, so I went to the main room alone. Later, the servant saw that first Miss Qiuwen and then Miss Chunxian entered the house, and Miss Qiuwen was still holding a bowl. Soup, it is said that I got a bowl after cooking in the kitchen all afternoon... Miss Chunxian was carrying a small bag, inside it was a coat made for the second master... But the second master was cleaning the sword, and saw the girl Qiuwen coming I held back my temper and left the bowl of soup anyway, and then Miss Chunxian came again... The second master was annoyed by them, and Miss Chunxian kicked him out..."

Yuzhu smiled and asked Zaoyuan to reward the tea maid with some money before sending her off.

"Ma'am, this is too unruly. Where did the courage come from? The mistress dared to show her face in front of the men without telling her." Yao's mother also heard this, and she had another occupational disease.

Yu Zhu was also a little upset. It took many years between these maids becoming roommates and entering the door by herself. Cheng Xunxun's rough nerve probably didn't pay attention to it, and made their hearts bigger, thinking it was the same as before. Is it like when Qingyuyuan was the only one?

"Call the two who came here." Yu Zhu ordered, it's time to take some action. After entering the door these days, it's too shameful to be shy and ignorant, and some things are small and simple , but also to do.

In fact, she likes to bully Bai Hua the most——

Not long after, Qiuwen and Chunxian were brought in front of Yuzhu, Chunxian was calm on the face, but he was also uneasy; Qiuwen couldn't help but want to kneel down.They really can't help it, this wife has been in the house for a month, the second master has always lived in the main room, of course he dare not fight, but if the second wife is not here, if you don't seize the opportunity, the second master will forget their appearance, Who knew that the second wife came back so early, didn't the first wife say that she had gone to Pingyuanhou's mansion?

Not knowing how they would be punished, the two exchanged glances and bowed their heads in greeting.

It was quiet, quiet, no one asked them to kneel down, no one spoke, only the rustling of the leaves from the wind blowing through the house, and occasionally a bird chirping.

Yu Zhu looked at the two of them with their heads buried lower, and felt relieved. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The lid of the cup touched the cup with a crisp sound.Qiu Wen and Chun Xian thought that Yu Zhu was about to speak, so they held their breath and waited intently, but they almost ran out of breath, and there was still no word from above.

After waiting for a long time, when they were exhausted, Yu Zhu stretched out her claws viciously.

"Da——" the fingernail lightly knocked on the tabletop. The tabletop is made of grid angle tenon and slotted into the center of gall wood, so the sound made has a thick and dull feeling. In such a quiet environment Next, one click seems to be able to absorb all people's minds.

Yu Zhu estimated the beating frequency of her own heart, and her hands were calm.

Qiuwen and Chunxian gritted their teeth and persisted, but their heartbeats unknowingly became faster and faster with the more intensive "da... da... da..." sound, and finally their bodies couldn't accept it, and the faces of both of them were a little pale. White, top-heavy.

When Chunxian couldn't stand still, and her knees softened and she lay on the ground, Yu Zhu stopped the movement of her hands, rubbed her numb fingertips, and said with a smile, "Hua Ruo, hurry up and help Miss Chunxian." Get up, what do you do with such a great ceremony, I am neither a Bodhisattva nor a Buddha, how can I deserve the highest courtesy of throwing myself on the ground."

Hua Ruo held back a smile and stepped forward to help Chunxian, who was sweating faintly on her forehead, trying to keep a straight face and pretend to be serious. The wife told them that this method doesn't work for others, but it is used once when dealing with servants who make mistakes. allow.

"Madam, please forgive me." Qiuwen reacted first, and knelt down on the ground with a plop, the sound of "dong" made everyone feel pain for her.

Yuzhu turned her head slightly, Mother Yao immediately walked up to her and lifted her up, she said with a half-smile: "Miss Qiuwen and Miss Chunxian, one of you is the maid of the second master since childhood, and the other is given by the old lady. Kneeling and crying with my wife so often, maybe I hope to see my wife is happy because the second master and the old lady don't like it."

Qiu Wen's face changed slightly, and she didn't even dare to say, "The madam said that the servants will not be able to atone for their sins even if they die." Chun Xian was too frightened to say anything.

Yao's mother still smiled, "Don't say ten thousand deaths, people don't have ten thousand lives, one death is enough. The only one should be cherished." Seeing that the superficial composure of the two had almost been maintained I couldn't stop, and snorted softly, then calmed down, and said softly: "Besides, what are you doing to make your wife spare your life? Did your wife do something? I was kind enough to invite you to come and talk today, and the two of you together It's fine if you don't say anything, but you dare to fall to the ground in front of your wife and lose your dignity, I don't know what others will think when I say this."

"At the end of the day, we should bully our wife because she is young and has a kind heart, so she dares to be so presumptuous." Mother Ruan's eyes were cold, but she still had a smile on her face, and with one sentence, she dismissed the hat of bully.

Mother Xie crossed her hands in front of her body, and put her hands like dead branches into her sleeves, and said sinisterly, "You maidservant with a bad mind, just leave her life to work, how can she be qualified..." She deliberately stopped before she finished speaking. Shutting his mouth, a pair of indifferent triangular eyes looked up and down the two of them, as if evaluating something.

Both Qiuwen and Chunxian knew what Xie's mother was doing, and suddenly felt that the sky was about to collapse, and a huge fear came over them. As soon as their legs softened, they wanted to kneel down. Yao's mother coughed, and the two seemed to be hurt again. She trembled in shock, not daring to kneel again.

Chunxian looked around for a week, only to feel that there were glaring faces everywhere, or creepy smiling faces, and finally turned her begging eyes to the only Yuzhu who was smiling sweetly, "Ma'am, I made a mistake, don't dare Please, please... no, please forgive me... let me go..." Chunxian has been a maid in the old lady's house since she was a child. Wherever she has seen such a scene, she habitually begs for forgiveness. Yes, after a few struggles, I couldn't even speak, and I didn't dare to cry, otherwise, wouldn't I be framing my wife again.But the tears couldn't be held back, and I was in a panic for a while.

With tears in her eyes, a delicate and indescribably fair little face came before her eyes. Chunxian tried hard to show a flattering smile, but was instantly plunged into the abyss by Yuzhu's blurted words——

"The makeup is messy, the black is red, so ugly..."

How did she get back to her room in the end? She has no idea at all, and her mind is full of those two crisp words "really ugly" and "really ugly"...

There was no trace of disgust in those words, as if they were stating a fact, and there was a little girl's innocence and ignorance, but they were inexplicably convincing.

The little maid was kicked out after fetching water, closed the door suspiciously, and muttered: What's the matter, didn't you always have to follow the standards of serving ladies from washing your face to applying ointment... all the way to the end? Why are you so easy?

After washing his face, he took a selfie in the mirror, and there was a delicate and timid beauty in the mirror, his brows were slightly frowned, tears were shining, this was his happiest place, but...

Chunxian threw herself on the bed, covering her mouth and crying bitterly.

In the next room, Baozhu is embroidering Buddhist scriptures, which she honors the old lady every year. She has become very proficient in embroidery for so many years, and most of them have been completed in the flying stitches.

When the little maid came back and said that the wife sent someone to call the two girls to the main courtyard, and when the two came back, their faces were ashen, the embroidery needle in their hands was suddenly deflected, and it stuck on the palm of the hand, and the bright red blood beads It popped up all of a sudden.

The maid named Xiaofu hurriedly pulled out her handkerchief to help her press the wound.

But Baozhu looked at the palm of her hand in a daze, and murmured: "This lady, have you started to do it yet?"

Xiaofu listened, his heart skipped a beat, but he tried to persuade him: "No matter how powerful she is, can she still block all the women? It just so happened that those two were scouts, so they bumped into each other, so you will be able to stand out ."

Baozhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly, cupped her palms and said, "Look, does this drop of blood look like the mole on the palm of Second Master?"

Xiaofu didn't dare to answer, and Baozhu didn't ask any further questions. She looked down at the blood-stained Buddhist scriptures and said calmly, "Blood can't be seen on Buddhist scriptures. You can bring me another set of cut materials, and I have to re-embroider later... It's a pity that I wasted so many days of effort for such a small mistake." After saying that, he threw it aside contemptuously.

"You are proficient in embroidery, and it won't take much effort to embroider another piece." Xiaofu took the things back quickly and smiled.

Baozhu's eyes were full of waves, "That's natural, others are not as good as others, I have practiced this embroidery since I was able to serve bowls."

Here Ruan's mother is also talking about Yuzhu, "...for so many days, my wife has given a lot of needlework to the old lady, why don't you make a dress for the second master? If I saw your needlework, what are those cheap things If you have the face, make clothes for the second master."

Yuzhu smiled, "You really think that I can't make clothes well. Embroidery is not a problem, but if I make clothes, it's just so-so. Clothes have to be worn. If I can't sew them well, the embroiderer will be fine." No matter how good it is, who would dare to wear it. Besides, the second master is a military commander, if the clothes are untied during martial arts training, it will be a disaster..." Thinking of Cheng Xunxun's embarrassing appearance, Yu Zhu was overjoyed.

Ruan's mother and Yao's mother looked at each other for a moment and were speechless, they could only cry a thousand lines... But at least one thing made them very gratified. Miss's little waywardness was spoiled by her uncle. luck. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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