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Chapter 41 I'm Stupid, I Didn't Hear
"You girl, I told you to take good care of the fourth young master. Why did you fall asleep first? Fortunately, the fourth young master didn't care about it, otherwise you, a girl, would have to be punished."

The mother-in-law who just guarded the garden came over after finishing the work at hand, wanting to see if the master had left.

But as soon as he came, he saw Ziqing falling asleep leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, so he hurriedly woke her up, and couldn't stop complaining.

Ziqing was still sitting on the stone railing in a daze at the moment, the woman looked back and shook her head amusingly.

After a while, Ziqing really came to her senses. She watched the old aunt who had been guarding the garden come back, and she was packing up on the stone table with her trouser sleeves rolled up. There was a row of wet footprints behind her. There is also a bamboo basket on the steps, and there is also a fishing rod on the side.

"Auntie, I-I-I'll help you." Ziqing got up and went over, couldn't help but yawned again, he didn't expect to be able to sleep so hard by himself.

The woman looked at her and poured the cold tea out of the pavilion, "Girl, you can't do this, there's no reason to leave the master aside and sleep to death first, fortunately, it's the fourth young master. If you don't have something to look at."

Ziqing obviously didn't appreciate it, and muttered, "Come on, if it wasn't for the fourth young master, I wouldn't have to suffer here." She could also run back to the other courtyard and take a nap for a while, how comfortable the soft bedding was. .

The mother-in-law put on a stern face, "Girl, don't be cheap and act good. It's good enough that the fourth young master didn't lift you up when he saw you fell asleep. If it were any other master, he would definitely beat you up. That is, Fourth Young Master, since I have been in the mansion for so many years, I haven't seen him speak loudly, and I haven't found fault with us people."

Ziqing looked at the old woman with disgust. The old aunt must have seen that the four young men were good-looking, and she didn't want to think in a wrong way. If the fourth young man is really that good, why would she turn her nose and eyes at her just because of a steamed bun? Son, she was raised by her stepmother.

Ziqing muttered for a moment, then suddenly lost his temper, and buried himself in helping the woman wipe the stone table clean. She came from the house, and the old woman in Hegou Village was her stepmother.

Seeing Ziqing's silence, the old woman thought she had listened to her own words, and thought to forget it, she was still a little girl, it was time for laziness and fun, so a few words would be enough.

"Auntie, what are you doing with these, should I take them back?" Ziqing asked, looking at the three plates of pastries that hadn't been touched much.

The woman didn't say anything, she went outside first, brought a few lotus leaves, gave Ziqing two, glanced at it with her eyes, grabbed a few by herself and put them on the lotus leaves at hand.

"My wife and I are also destined, here, look at that so we can pick it up."

"Can't we take the leftovers back to the back kitchen, we, can we eat?"

"Silly girl, if you don't mention sneaking back, who would know? The woman in the back kitchen will come to Si Shao and ask him if he has eaten!"

Ziqing sounded reasonable, so he also grabbed it. It smelled sweet and looked really good.

Picking up a piece of soft glutinous rice cake and pinching it, Ziqing couldn't help but sigh, "Hey, after all, it's the people in the mansion. These colorful pastries are just for looking at if you don't want to eat them."

The woman buried herself in the selection, and said casually, "You really have shallow eyes, you girl, you haven't seen a banquet in our house, and there is almost half of it left on the table, just three plates of sesame and mung beans." what."

"I didn't see the banquet, but the fourth young master can't do that. If you don't eat it, don't ask someone to take it. If you take it, you don't give it to your mouth. If the weather gets hotter, it will be stuffy, but it will be rotten." It's a waste."

"Hey, you silly girl, the fourth young master doesn't like these sweet cakes. They have a bland taste. Only the young master Ren rarely eats a few bites. Otherwise, I can take so much. I'm just thinking about my little one. grandson……"

The old woman chanted proudly, she vaguely recalled it, and hurriedly covered her mouth, she happened to be holding a sweet cake in her hand, stuffed her mouth full, and looked at Ziqing very embarrassingly.

Ziqing also stared wide-eyed, cooperating with the old aunt and talking a lot of truths, didn't she play a trick on the fourth young master, it's really... high!
She put the rice cake in her mouth into her mouth, and said with a silly smile, "I'm stupid, I didn't hear."

The woman felt relieved immediately, patted Ziqing's arm, and said vaguely, "Good girl, take more!"

As the sky darkened, Ziqing had no choice but to say goodbye to the woman who guarded the garden. With a lotus leaf bag in her arms, she hurried to the back kitchen. Everything can be boring, but eating at night Can't be too late, half an hour less and nothing will be left.

After finally reaching the door, as soon as Ziqing entered the yard, he bumped into Zhang Meng's family and was blocked from the outside again.

"Oh, what's the matter, this is, the starving ghost reincarnated, grab the food!"

Zhang Meng's family scolded her before she could gain a firm foothold. First, she was angry, and second, she was frightened. She just went out when she was out of control.

Ziqing endured the bumping pain and first stabilized Zhang Meng's family with his arm. I really don't know what to eat tonight, and Zhang Meng's belly was so hard that it hurt her.

When Zhang Meng's family saw her, they shook off their hands and asked her what she had been doing all afternoon, why was there no one there!

"At noon...Songlan from the eldest wife's room came...to scoop up the chicken soup. Aunt Chen was afraid...that she would spill the soup by herself, so she asked me...I will help, and then she will meet again on the road. ..."

Panting for breath, Ziqing explained intermittently.

Zhang Meng's family hadn't heard the whole thing, so they stared at the kitchen viciously, "Damn woman, you really think you are in charge, and you dare to call people, I will grab your mouth and beat you!" Legs, call you boo boo boo!"

This scolding method is really fresh, Ziqing smiled, suddenly felt that the lotus leaf bag in his arms was about to fall out, and hurriedly hugged his stomach.

"What's wrong, don't think about pretending to be sick and I won't punish you," Zhang Meng's family turned their heads to see Ziqing like this, and said angrily with their hands on their hips.

Ziqing quickly shook his head, "It's not Mrs. Zhang, I, I'm hungry, didn't I just come back?"

Zhang Meng's family paused, grinned, "Oh, I said, it really is a starving ghost reincarnated, come on, you don't go in, the big guy just cleaned up the pots and stoves, and there is nothing left to eat. "

"What? Finished eating so soon?"

"Hehe, no, there's nothing going on in the front yard today, and everyone rested early."

"Then, is the half of the white bun gone?" Eating these sweet cakes or something on an empty stomach, the stomach must be weak.

Zhang Meng's family didn't know that Ziqing still had something to prepare, so he turned around and left with a cold snort, and then left with another sentence.

"Oh, girl Qing, you also know that we have everything in the back kitchen, but we don't have overnight food. Who told our grandma to be frugal, if you want to blame, just blame the person who told you to run errands! "

Ziqing was very depressed, so, after a night of sleep, he lost his supper and lunch.

"Sister, sister..."

Ziqing turned around abruptly, and saw Dongcui, oh my old lady, I don't think it's a big deal that this eldest sister usually speaks in a soft voice, but why is she so cautious at night.

Dong Cui pulled out a self-consciously casual smile, mumbled for a long time, and handed over the two steamed buns in her hand, "Sister, I, I saw that you didn't come, so I, I left two steamed buns for you."

Ziqing looked at the bowl of steamed buns, it was not the one that Mrs. Chen used to hold chicken soup at noon. Mrs. Chen originally wanted to scoop some up by herself, but a pine orchid appeared on the way, so she stuffed the bowl of chicken soup I gave it to myself, but told her to taste it first.

But she only took a sip, and gave the rest to Erya Dongcui, seeing her bring it now, they thought they would "use" the bowl of chicken soup.

Ziqing smiled, without being pretentious, grabbed one and took a bite, yo, it's still hot.

"Thank you, Sister Dongcui." Since people called her sister, she should also call her sister.

Dong Cui smiled for real now, "Sister, eat slowly, there's still more to eat, and Sister Erya has left some vegetables for you."

"Oh, sister Dongcui, what do you think I'm doing!"

Erya hid aside, thinking of handing over the steamed buns, meat and vegetables to Dongcui, asking her to give it away, but Dongcui actually told her out.

This sound of complaint came from behind the door, Dong Cui just smiled and dragged Erya out who was carrying the food.

Ziqing almost choked, the sun might rise in the west tomorrow...

(End of this chapter)