My actor does not believe in evil

Chapter 812 [Extra] Begonia Tears (8)

Wanniang had a smile on her face, but there was no smile in her eyes, Haitang immediately knelt down when she heard the words.

"Haitang is very grateful to Master and Madam for their kindness in nurturing and teaching. From now on, I will definitely work hard to repay the filial piety to the two elders. I dare not think about the rest."

Haitang knew that she couldn't hide her thoughts, Wanniang's words were clearly hitting her.

"Oh, what are you doing? I'm just talking casually. Get up quickly. People will think I'm bullying you if they see you."

Seeing Haitang kneeling down, Wanniang showed a surprised expression, and quickly reached out to help her up, as if she had no idea why she did this.

"Okay, go back and prepare for tomorrow's birthday banquet. Be good and don't embarrass your master."

Wanniang patted Haitang on the shoulder, with a warm smile on her face, Haitang nodded and saluted Wanniang.

"Then I'll go back to Master Mistress first."

After Haitang finished speaking, she turned around and quickly ran to her room. She was wearing a white cheongsam today. Seeing from her back, Haitang's figure is exquisite and slim, and her every move is very attractive. She is still immature now, and she will not know when she grows up. What a stunner.

Wanniang stared at Haitang's back until she couldn't see her before she looked away. She glanced sideways at the maid beside her, and asked with a light smile, "How does Haitang compare to me when I was young?"

This maid is Wanniang's dowry maid, she grew up with her since she was a child, she left everything to marry Meng Chunteng, this maid still follows her, she is her most confidant.

"Of course it's not as good. Miss, you are a lady from a famous family. She's just a country girl. She's just a little younger."

The servant girl shook her head, she naturally knew what Wanniang was thinking, but she didn't think that a little girl could cause any troubles, firstly Haitang's temper was a bit cowardly, which was easy to handle, secondly, Meng Chuntang treated Haitang only Treating him as a child, he doesn't know what Haitang thinks about him at all, Wanniang's worry is really superfluous.

"Yes, you are really young."

Wanniang nodded, and sighed meaningfully. She walked up to a blooming crabapple, reached out and broke one off.

"The east wind is curling up in the Chongguang, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is turning around the corridor.

For fear of falling asleep late at night, burn high candles and red makeup.

This year's begonias are in full bloom, but it's a pity that it's about to rain, and the wind and rain are relentless, and there may be few begonias left in the yard.

"

Wanniang sighed regretfully, as if to verify her words, the sky suddenly darkened a lot, and the muffled thunder sounded, fearing that there would be a torrential rain.

Early the next morning, the theater troupe packed up their things and went to celebrate their birthday. They brought a lot of things and called for a carriage to load them all. Meng Chuntang came out to see them off. Looking at the big and small boxes, he was worried that they would not What will be missed.

"Have you brought everything with you? It's a long journey. If you forget it, you won't be able to come back in time to get it."

"I have counted everything, and I have brought everything that should be brought. Master, don't worry."

Haitang replied that they had carefully counted last night and did not miss anything.

"Then let's go on the road. It rained last night and the road may be difficult to walk. Take your time and don't worry, as long as you don't delay the birthday banquet tonight."

Meng Chuntang nodded, and lightly patted Haitang on the shoulder to remind her to be careful on the road. Haitang nodded and got into the car, and set off with the brothers and sisters.

Watching Haitang and the others leave, Meng Chuntang felt a little panicked. Seeing the courtyard full of Haitangs thanking each other, he felt a little uneasy.

(End of this chapter)