Chapter 209 209 She is here

Zhao Yuanle walked beside Chen Moying, looking around as he walked.

How to say...

When Zhao Yuanle first saw Wang Baochang's family, he lamented the superb level of ancient craftsmen.

Then he went to Wang Yuxiang's house and truly saw what kind of life the lady was like at this time.

So now, after she followed Chen Moying into his house, all she felt was shocked.

If it weren't for the fact that it was hard to say now, Zhao Yuanle would have been slapped from beginning to end.

Chen Moying noticed Zhao Yuanle's expression and smiled faintly.

"Let's take a break here first, I'll bring those books right away."

As he said that, he led Zhao Yuanle to a unique living room and reached out to ask her to sit on the chair.

A sensible maid next to her brought her tea and snacks. After putting it down, she saluted her dignifiedly and then slowly retreated.

Chen Moying put Zhao Yuanle's things aside, turned around and walked out, turned around and smiled at Zhao Yuanle before leaving.

"I'll be back soon."

Zhao Yuanle picked up the teacup and started drinking it.

She waved, too.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

When Chen Moying heard this, he chuckled and turned around and left.

Just after Chen Moying walked out, he waved to a maid.

The maid stopped immediately, walked over, and after saluting, he listened quietly to Chen Moying's orders.

Chen Moying: "You went over and stayed by the side. If Miss Zhao had any needs, come forward to help."

The maid nodded and walked in with brisk steps.

Zhao Yuanle, who was drinking tea and snacks there, did not feel uncomfortable.

She couldn't stand the dress in this room now.

People of different levels...

When she looked at Wang Yuxiang's house and yard, she felt that she could buy something similar when she had money.

But the Chen family's architectural design and aesthetics are really top-notch, so meticulous that the patterns on the armrests of the chair correspond to the patterns on the door of the house.

The whole house must be integrated into the style of the entire yard and is included, but there must be differences.

The cups in the room that she holds in her hand for tea are all matched, as well as the paste of window paper and hanging carved lanterns.

No place here is rough, and any detail can be savored carefully.

She believes that it is okay for craftsmen who design and supervise this yard to become artists.

Is this the cultural heritage that has been passed down for hundreds of years and has been demonstrated in life?

Zhao Yuanle took the last bite of a snack and sighed.

The maid next to him heard the noise and walked over softly, asking gently: "What do Miss Zhao need?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head.

"Nothing, I just take a look."

The maid smiled and retreated.

As Chen Moying said himself, he did come back soon.

But his house is indeed quite large. Even in a place, you have to walk here from his courtyard.

So, Mrs. Xi was one step ahead of him.

Chen Moying and Zhao Yuanle walked out of the bookstore without taking a carriage.

The servant who drove the carriage arrived home early and honestly told everything he saw.

As soon as the two of them entered the door just now, a doorman went to inform him.

Mrs. Xi immediately came here from her house.

Her attitude was quite enthusiastic.

Can you not be enthusiastic?

This time, her son actually took the initiative to take the initiative to bring the girl home.

What does this mean, needless to say?

She was worried before, but now it seems that there is no need. Her son is still very proactive and capable.

Mrs. Xi smiled like a flower, followed by two maids, and sat directly beside Zhao Yuanle, stretching out her hand and holding Zhao Yuanle's hand.

"Lele, why don't you tell me first? I'm ready to do this."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanle felt a little sorry.

"Sorry, this time I started to ask for a temporary idea. I came here just by borrowing some books, so I didn't send a post first. I'm really disturbing me. Please forgive me."

Mrs. Xi smiled and said, "Oh, that's not what I mean. I just want to treat you well. Some good things need to take time to prepare them, and I can't get them out for a while."

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said, "No need, I have to go back if I borrow the book."

Mrs. Xi held Zhao Yuanle's hand and refused to put it down at all.

"Don't worry, it's okay. At worst, I'll ask my servants to bring a message to your family. You can rest here for a night and accompany me to taste tea, moon and play the Leaf Card."

"Um…"

Zhao Yuanle narrowed his eyes in confusion.

She remembers that it is almost the end of the month now. Is it necessary to enjoy the crescent moon when I appreciate the moon?

Just when she was about to be unable to resist Mrs. Xi's enthusiasm, Chen Moying came back with the book.

As soon as he saw his mother there, he couldn't help but sigh.

When Mrs. Xi saw her son coming, her body stiffened, she paused, and said with a smile: "Oh, son, why don't you tell your mother when the guest comes? What if you are neglected?"

Chen Moying breathed coldly.

"Is that so? I see you are coming faster than me."

Mrs. Xi: "Isn't this just right?"

Chen Moying said nothing, he walked over and put the book in front of Zhao Yuanle.

"You can take these books back and read them anytime."

Mrs. Xi looked at her son with dissatisfaction.

"The girl likes it, so what if you give it to her? Why do you learn so stingy? Just a few books, it's still in Western languages, and it's not a big deal."

Chen Moying: “…”

He sighed and looked at Zhao Yuanle: "I'll take you to the door and let the carriage take you back. It's almost dark."

Mrs. Xi hurriedly stopped.

"It's getting dark, are you still driving people away? I know her family, I know her family and mother, and I'll just send a letter."

Chen Moying said seriously: "Mom, you still need etiquette. No matter how your attitude towards your son, you still can't be too casual to other people's girls."

Where is there such a saying that you can just stay at the girl's house for the night? This is related to the reputation of the girl's house.

He felt that his mother was becoming more and more distorted.

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

Well...she wanted to interrupt.

But Mrs. Xi did not give her a chance to interrupt.

"Wi Niang is casual, what's wrong with her being a guest and resting all night? It's going to be dark, it's not safe for her to go back to her house, and it's even more controversial that you asked the carriage at home to take someone back.

The way of doing it for your mother is more in line with etiquette.

besides……"

Mrs. Xi looked at the paper, pen, inkstone and other things placed beside her disgusted.

"Son, when did you lack money for your stuff? Look at what you gave Miss Zhao?

Can this kind of paper, pen, and ink, and that ink, write well?"

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