Chapter 27

Bu Youran kowtowed repeatedly, and just about to get up, Song Shangshu, who had been silent all this time, asked, "Just now I heard Sanya call your sister, and Xiaoqing called you aunt, how old are you this year?"

Bu Youran was startled, she didn't expect Master Song to be quite careful.

It stands to reason that it was extremely impolite to ask a woman's age in ancient times, just like it is in modern times.It's just that Bu Youran feels that there is nothing to hide, age is just a number, just like a name, it's just a title.

"Father, you..."

Without waiting for Song Yifan to stop him, Bu Youran replied generously, "Your maidservant is 27 this year."

As soon as the words were finished, everyone present was even more surprised.

Bu Youran couldn't help laughing secretly, today seemed to be her home game, as if she had "controlled" the atmosphere twice.

"27...?" Master Song looked at Bu Youran suspiciously.

Song Yifan didn't have any embarrassment when he saw Bu Youran, so he stopped helping to cover up, and stepped out to testify for her, "Father, there is no fake, she signed it when she came to our house, and it is indeed true." It's 27."

Master Song stroked his beard with his hands, and said nothing.

Mrs. Song, who was sitting on the side, smiled, "Yiping, you mentioned to me a few days ago to find a servant in his thirties to help with housekeeping. I also said that there is no such age as suitable. This No, there is one right now?"

Bu Youran suffocated for breath, inexplicably feeling that she had been designed.

Song Yiling's expression turned ugly, "Mom, you didn't even ask me for my opinion, anyway, sister Bu is also from my yard."

Mrs. Song withdrew her smile, and said sharply, "You girl likes to make trouble. Your eldest brother's new house has just been built and is short of manpower. The servants in the family need to be steady. You are young, and it happens that a new fifteen-year-old man has been recruited in the house. My little girl is about the same age as you, I will let her go to your yard tomorrow to play with you and make trouble with you, isn't it good?"

Song Yiling saw that Mother Song's words were certain, and she was afraid that there would be no further changes, so she turned to Song Shangshu, "Father..."

Song Shangshu turned his head and picked up the teacup on the table, "You discuss these matters with your elder brother!"

The meaning in the words is that Bu Youran has already become a member of Song Yiping's family, but if Song Yiling looks for Song Yiping, she will become an important person.

Seeing that Song Yiling felt resentful, Song Yiping said, "Little sister, why don't we ask Xiaobu and hear her opinion, how about it?"

When Song Yiling heard this, she quickly turned her eyes to Bu Youran, and almost the whole house was looking at her.

Bu Youran was not nervous at all, she frowned deeply, considering her pros and cons. Although Song Yiling was her little master, Mrs. Song and Master Song were her real employers. Judging from what they just meant, they wanted her to go to Song Yiping In the house, there is no room for it anymore.Today, if she insisted on staying, there might be no good fruit to eat, and she might not be able to stay in the Song Mansion.

"Sister Bu, tell me quickly." Song Yiling waited anxiously.

Bu Youran thought about it, turned her head, and turned to Mrs. Song, "Madam decides everything!" Damn, she wanted to frame her again, so she simply threw this problem to Mrs. Song, and it was her who would offend others.

Madam Song nodded in satisfaction, "Then..."

Before Mrs. Song could finish speaking, the butler of the Song Mansion walked quickly from the gate of the courtyard, "Master."

Song Shangshu saw the serious expression on the butler's face, and knew something was wrong, so he got up and approached, and listened to the butler, his face became more serious.

Mrs. Song also saw that something was going on, she turned her head and explained a few words to Song Yiping, and followed Song Shangshu to the study.

Song Yiling was still sulking about what happened just now, and she didn't want to continue playing, so she simply took Xiaoqing and left, and Chu Jinyu also went back to the room because she was unwell. Things came to him so he followed.

In the huge courtyard, only Bu Youran and Song Yiping were left, as well as a few maids and servants in Mrs. Song's room.

"Miss is not in a good mood, I have to go back and have a look." Bu Youran found an excuse to get away.

"Wait a minute." It seemed that Bu Youran wanted to escape, but he let her stay with evil intentions. He smiled, "Did you still read the five books I brought back for you that day?"

Bu Youran lowered her head, "I'm afraid I'll be ashamed of the young master's heart. Miss has too many things to do recently, and I haven't had time to read a few chapters to her, so..." I didn't read the book at all!

"It was my fault that day. I didn't explain clearly. My little sister is not good at studying. I thought you liked it, so I asked someone to find it."

So... this book is for her?

Bu leisurely thought.

This is really flattering!

"My mansion has just been built, and there is a lack of a person in charge of internal affairs right now. It would be best if you could go. If you really don't want to go, it's okay. I'll just tell mother."

Bu Youran cursed inwardly, why didn't he reveal what he meant earlier?Just now it was obvious in front of everyone that she must go!Now that it's a certainty, the old man has become a good person... Hypocrisy!
Song Yiping's "good old man" image in Bu Youran's mind was completely overthrown!
"Aunt Bu? Why are you still here?" Xiaoqing turned back at some point and called out at the door, "Miss told you to come over."

At this moment, Bu Youran really likes Xiaoqing so much!
Bu Youran glanced at Song Yiping guiltily, "Miss is afraid that I will be angry with this servant, so this servant has to go and have a look... Please forgive me..." After finishing speaking, she rushed out of the door without looking back.

Once out of the door, Bu Youran's swift footsteps were stopped by Xiaoqing's outstretched arm.

Bu Youran was puzzled, "What are you doing? Miss, aren't you waiting?"

Xiaoqing gave her a blank look, "Aunt Bu, have you fallen in love with the young master?"

Bu leisurely smiled, "How is it possible?"

"Last time you chose the eldest young master for the poetry meeting, and this time again, no one will believe you even if you say you don't like it." Xiao Qing curled her lips.

"Then I say I like it or not."

"Ah? Really?" The little girl looked surprised.

Bu Youran felt helpless, "You don't believe me when I say I don't like it, but now I say I like it, and you also doubt it. Then tell me, how should I answer?"

Xiaoqing stroked the back of her neck with her hand, thought for a while, and nodded in agreement, "That's true." Seeing Bu Youran turn around to enter the yard, she quickly grabbed her sleeve, "Hey, why are you going?"

"Isn't the lady waiting for me?"

Xiaoqing suddenly came to her senses, "Oh, I forgot, it wasn't Miss who was looking for you, but Master Jinyu." After speaking, she glared at her again, "Miss is so mad at you that it's too late, how could she look for you?"

Bu Youran ignored the second half of the sentence, and asked, "Master Jinyu?"

"Go over quickly, I think it's probably because we set off firecrackers in his yard last night, thinking that no one would clean up, so we asked you to help."

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(End of this chapter)

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