The Transmigrated Farming Girl

In a hurry, song lanyue was afraid of the master's misunderstanding: "what are you talking about? I'm just afraid that you'll disturb the master's peace."

"It's not up to you to decide whether to quarrel or not. Since I'm the housekeeper, I have to solve the problem naturally. Please keep quiet and don't disturb my investigation

"Master, you see..." song lanyue called in a flurried voice and asked for the support of the villa leader.

The famous Oriental City clapped her hand, "it's good to check this matter. It's time for the people below to straighten it out."

Then there was no next. Song lanyue was very worried, but it was not good to say that the villa leader had already spoken. If she wanted to refuse, she would obstruct and feel guilty.

She thinks, this matter she is to let the following person do, how also can't involve oneself, don't matter.

The people who put food boxes in the kitchen and cooked food for the village leader came in and knelt down.

"The minions are responsible for packing."

"The slave is the cook in charge of cooking."

"Good." Xiaoyu felt his stomach, "when you pack a food box, is it green vegetable tofu?"

"Back to the young lady, yes."

Xiaoyu is looking at the chef, "are you making all these green vegetables and tofu?"

"Yes... No... no..." the man was sweating.

"Is it or not?" The rain is cold.

The fat man nodded and said anxiously, "yes, it's made by a slave, but I don't know it's for the master..."

"Oh? Who's that for? If you can cook for the master, it should be the chef in the house. You only need to be responsible for a few masters in the house. Then tell me, who is the green vegetable tofu for

"Slave, slave..." the man looked up at Song lanyue.

"I asked who you made it for. What do you think aunt song did? Is it for her? "

Light rain has been looking at him, naturally, he will not let go of the slightest change.

"No... yes!" Finally, I nodded slowly.

Xiaoyu swept towards song lanyue, who was just about to retort, "I know what you want to say. It's just that you gave your father the wrong end, or you all ate green vegetables and tofu, right?"

Song lanyue opened her mouth and acquiesced in this statement.

Xiaoyu sneered, "what's your name?" Ask this fat bellied man, about forty years old.

"Slave Yin Jian!"

"Poof!" Obscene? Xiaoyu is glad she didn't drink tea.

"Cough... What you make today is green vegetables and tofu?"

"Not all. One of them is meat."

"You don't say it was sent to the nightyard, do you?" It's so obvious that everyone eats green vegetables and tofu, but they eat delicacies at night.

Yin Jian first looked at her, then nodded weakly, "yes!"

In this scene, it seems to everyone that they are tenacious and want to tell the truth.

"Very good. What are the dishes in my courtyard today?"

Yin Jian hesitated and burst out several dishes that he often ate at night.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Xiaoyu laughs.

Song lanyue was wringing her handkerchief. "What did the princess suddenly laugh about? But what did you find? "

The light rain stops, white her one eye: "I want to smile, what do you care?"

Song lanyue's face turned blue, and she was ready to pull the sleeves of the famous Oriental City and cry.

"Don't you ask before you lie? Don't you know that my taste has changed and I ordered the kitchenette to study a set of food specially? "

"I, i... slave..." Yin Jian was afraid and worried. He didn't know what to do.

"All right, come on, pull him down for me and kill him with a stick!" She's too lazy to talk to these people.