The sky is full of crows.

On one corner of the eaves sits a wind beast, with its claws covered with bluestone balls and its big mouth showing fangs.

In the afternoon, the spring water pours on the summer branches, and the ginkgo sprouts new green. Several branches stick out from the wall, and the clumps are like children's breasts. The wind is pleasant.

The girl guarding the courtyard gate is sitting on a wooden bench leaning against a tree, half asleep and half awake. The old copper hairpin is tied into a bun, and her head is nodding with sleepiness, giving off a faint light in the sun.

Apart from the chirping of birds, there is also the sound of human voices.

Snap—pop—the brass rings on the door shook.

The bird started in fright. The girl's eyes suddenly widened.

"Who, come at a good time? I wonder if the girl is taking a nap?" She complained about disturbing her dream, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of who the master was.

Bang bang - this is urgent.

As soon as the girl moved the bolt, she was pushed back a few steps by the force from outside.

As the saying goes, there is a servant like a master.

When she saw who was coming clearly, the girl dared to speak, "Mama An, you are in a hurry and let a dog chase you?"

Mrs. An spat, but she didn't have a real temper. She smiled with wrinkles on her face, "The dog didn't chase her, but the magpie pecked her. Luju, is the girl here? Go to the house and call me."

When Lu Ju saw that her wife's most capable housekeeper actually tolerated her this time, she knew that there must be something good going on. However, if the good thing in the past happened in this courtyard, it might not really be a good thing.

"Mother An, please take a breath." She turned around and poured a cup of tea from the low table. "I brewed it for a while and it's still warm. It's neither cold nor hot, so drink it and feel comfortable. It's not like you don't know,

The girl has been tired recently, so she rested for half an hour after noon, and she is falling asleep right now. How about you drink slowly, and we have a chat, and when there is any movement in the house, I will tell you immediately. "

"Oh, is this something we can wait for? All the rooms in the front are overjoyed. The girls are waiting on the girls without touching the ground. You have nothing to do. Lu Ju, help me go and take a look. Maybe the girl is

Wake up." Mrs. An smiled and drank the tea without leaking.

Lu Ju is a second-class girl, and Mrs. An is a first-class old servant. Today, this woman is extremely polite.

The girl is a smart girl. She always looks at the nose and eyes, but she can't reach out to hit the smiling person. She also smiled and said, "Mom, please sit down for a while and I will ask."

"Good girl, you're so lucky. I'll wait outside for the girl to pass on." Mrs. An smiled so hard that her face stiffened.

The hibiscus flower skirt moved, and the green chrysanthemum walked towards the main room.

Mrs. An held the saucer in one hand and covered it with the other. She stopped drinking tea and stared in the direction of the main room. Her old face showed disgusted contempt, "The master is not like the master, and the girl is not like the girl."

Luju picked up the bamboo curtain and entered the house.

In the copper stove with a square hole on the half wall of plum-bone leaves and bamboo, there is a faint ray of pale color, and the fragrance is of peony and lily, not cold but warm in spring, not strong but sweet.

Luju went back to the east, gently opened the curtain, and only poked her head, looking quietly. A layer of Yunxi gauze was pulled in front of the pear wood bed, and a slender figure closing inward was faintly visible.

That means he didn't wake up.

The girl's temperament is not that of clay.

Green Chrysanthemum is in trouble. Those in front cannot be offended, and those inside cannot be offended. They just hold the curtain there, unable to move forward or retreat.

Suddenly, someone slapped her on the back. It wasn't heavy, but it was enough to scare her. When she turned around, the sound was so loud that the bamboo curtain threatened to hit the door.

A bare hand as white and smooth as the tip of a peeled bamboo shoot pulled the swaying curtain and carefully closed it to the door.

"Mo Zi." Lu Ju stroked her heart, "I was so scared by you that my soul flew away."

A pair of autumn-washed watery eyes let the good sky outside reveal the shadows of broken leaves. The voice was steady and deep, like a drop of emerald green in clear water, which the listener could not ignore.

"You were sneaky and woke the girl up. You can ask for a beating yourself, but it has nothing to do with me."

The other green hand is holding a peach wood tray steadily, with a white porcelain teapot and teacup on it. On the wrist, which is more delicate than white porcelain, not a single bracelet is worn. The narrow sleeves are cloud-colored spring melon skirt, with willow green leaves.

She is more handsome than ever, and wears a new tea-green silver belt around her waist. She doesn't even wear a sachet or pouch, and her hair is only tied up with satin.

Such a plain-colored person, when he first started to serve the girl, he was like a gray shadow behind him. It took Luju half a year before he gradually became interested in her.

"Mo Zi, look, you are bringing tea. Is the girl about to wake up?" The first thing the girl does when she wakes up is drink a cup of warm tea.

"About two minutes. The girl woke up early yesterday. I'm afraid that if she wakes up early again, tea will come late, so I'll prepare it first." Mo Zi glanced at the sunlight coming in, "You are guarding the door today, run away.

What are you doing in the house?"

"It's the little girl's job, but why don't we have an assignment in our girl's yard?" Lu Ju said, "It's obvious that we are being bullied. The girl doesn't care, and we have to take turns guarding the door. Under the bright sun,

The sun made my throat smoke. I am not afraid of the sun. After all, I have gone out with girls and suffered misfortune outside. I am just annoyed that I have to do the same thing as the little girls when I get home, asking the front man to run against us overtly and covertly...

"

While Mo Zi listened to the complaint, he did not interrupt Lu Ju, put down the peach wood tray, took out the plum blossom snow silk teapot basket, and packed the teapot tightly to prevent the tea from getting hot.

By the time Lu Ju finished speaking, Mo Zi's work was finished.

"Mama An, you can really sit still." Mo Zi either didn't speak, but when he did, Lu Ju was shocked.

"Look at me, I forgot all about it while I was talking to you. This Mrs. An, knowing that the girl must take a nap in the afternoon, deliberately picked it up at the right time. She must meet the girl in person and insist on letting me come in to explore. Look.

What should I do?" Mo Zi has only been with the girl for more than half a year, but he is more talkative than the girl who has been serving her since she was a child.

"What did Mama An tell you just now?" Mo Zi wanted to know more details.

Luju frowned and thought for a moment, "She knocked on the door so fast. I asked her if she was being chased by a dog, but she said something about a magpie."

The dark purple eyes were as dark as the moon, with a trace of surprise in them, "Magpie?"

"Really? You said it can't wait. The other rooms are all surrounding the girls." After Lu Ju said something, she lowered her voice and said, "It sounds like she is really happy, but I want to come."

I want to go, but I still can’t think of any happy event. You said that when the girl returned to this house years ago, the master took the account book away. The wife seemed kind and gentle on the surface, saying that the girl had been in charge of the family shop all these years, and she left again.

It’s too hard to travel from south to north, so let’s rest until the beginning of summer. Our girl rested on this side, and the master on the other side gave the account book to the fourth and fifth masters. What do you mean? It means that all the hard work has been in vain!”

"Lv Ju, since it's the girl's decision, we just have to do our duty." Thinking of those account books as high as a hill, Mo Zi raised her green and black eyebrows, feeling quite good.

Lu Ju was the most careless person in this courtyard, pouting, "I don't think it's worth it for our girl. I have worked hard these past few years to make wedding clothes for others."

"It's okay to say this here. If you dare to talk too much outside the hospital, the girl will punish you by kneeling on the stone slab." Mo Zi warned.

Luju wanted to say that of course, but then she heard a beautiful and lazy voice coming from the bedroom.

"Who's outside?"

"Mo Zi."

The slightly deep tone is light and soaring.
Chapter completed!