As soon as Ming Xixi stepped into the house, Grandma Liu frowned and glared at her with dissatisfaction: "Why did it take so long? Why don't you hurry up and copy the Heart Sutra?"
"Yes, Grandma Liu." Ming Xixi lowered her head and obediently returned to the desk in front of the window to continue copying. In fact, she was vilifying Grandma Liu and Qing'er in the form of cartoons on the white paper. After eating the melon seeds, Grandma Liu said
He was thirsty and said to Qing'er: "These melon seeds are salty when boiled. If you eat too much, you will make you thirsty. Qing'er, please make a pot of good tea."
Qing'er curled her lips and said, "How can there be any good tea here? It's all the leftover tea leaves picked by the madam."
Aunt Liu smiled and said: "Look at my memory, I have forgotten where this place is. You watch here, I will go back to the house to drink."
"Huh, selfish old woman." Qing'er rolled her eyes at the departing figure and muttered in a low voice that she was bored sitting alone. She told Ming Xixi to copy well and left the room. Ming Xixi looked at the two of them before and after.
My feet are gone, let me put down my hair immediately
Pen, open the closet, pull open a movable crossbar, drag out the wooden box, put the two vials in the arms, take out a small duck feather, take another vial, pour a drop of it and soak it. After drying,
She tore off half of the paper, wrapped it, and put it in her inner sleeve pocket.
Standing on tiptoes and looking out the window, she sat down, folded the painting into an airplane, and tried flying it in the house. Then she quickly drew a dozen cartoons of Grandma Liu and Guan Yier. Little Mouth.
Her lips were raised high, and her eyes were extremely cunning and proud, humming, Xiaosan and Xiaosan’s accomplice, I Ming Xixi want you to be in a state of chaos.
Mother Liu left for a while before returning. Qing'er was not in the house. She walked to Ming Xixi, looked around, and asked, "Where is Qing'er?"
Ming Xixi had already hidden the paintings, and she wrote them one by one, while replying: "As soon as you leave, Aunt Liu, Qing'er will go out."
"Damn girl, you know how to be lazy." Mother Liu cursed, picked up a piece of paper and pretended to read it, but in fact she couldn't read half of the Chinese characters, "Why are these characters written so ugly? The characters of Miss Second and Miss Three,
That's what you call beautiful. Miss Fifth, let's continue practicing calligraphy after dinner."
Ming Xixi raised the tip of her pen, imagining poking Grandma Liu's two big nostrils into a lotus seat. She was writing about the dignified and elegant Zhao Ti. Before she came here, her paintings were accompanied by her inscriptions, front and back.
The three art exhibitions held have received huge crowds and rave reviews. This damn old illiterate doesn't know how to pretend to understand, and he still wants her to continue copying after dinner? Just a psychopathic old witch, let's see how miserable you are tonight.
You are considered great.
When it was time to light the lamp, Qing'er brought a small tray with half a bowl of rice and two plates of side dishes. The bowl was a small bowl for children, and there was no meat in the dishes. I don't know what Hua'er was assigned to do by Grandma Liu.
Went there, Ming Xixi with grievances that she didn’t dare to express
With an expression on his face, he finished dinner honestly, and under the supervision of Nanny Liu, he sat in front of the window again and started writing. Qing'er didn't want to clean up, so he called Lu'er and said, "Miss Fifth, you have finished eating. Please clean up."
I and Aunt Liu went to the kitchen to eat first.
Lu'er took the tray, glanced at the little figure sympathetically, walked over curiously, and saw a limerick written on the paper: "Mother Liu is Grandma Rong, Grandma Rong is Gargamel, Gargamel"
She is an old witch, who spends her days learning how dogs use human power, barking, barking, barking, plucking your fur and cooking your flesh."
"Puch", Lu'er couldn't help laughing. If Mother Liu knew about it, she would be so angry. Ming Xixi raised her head in surprise: "Lu'er, do you know how to read?"
"Well, I learned some from my brother when I was young." Lu'er nodded sheepishly, and Ming Xixi hurriedly asked: "What about Qing'er and the other three? Do they know how to read?"
Lu'er said: "Qing'er and Hong'er both know a little bit about each other, but not as much as the slaves. Yin'er, like Grandma Liu, is illiterate."
After hearing this, Ming Xixi knew what she was talking about and winked at her, "Lu'er, can you keep the secret for Xi'er?"
Lu'er nodded and said: "Fifth Miss, I didn't see anything. I went down first."
Ming Xixi looked at her going out and suddenly thought, this Lu'er is not usually close to Nanny Liu and Qing'er Hong'er, but she is often with Yin'er. This shows that Lu'er is not the second and third wife.
Fang's spy. Or, they can try to win her over in the future. After all, in the Ming Mansion, she and Hua'er are too weak, and sometimes things need help from others to go smoothly.
Very late at night, Hua'er came back exhausted, and Ming Xixi realized that Grandma Liu said that there were not enough people in the backyard, so she sent Hua'er to do the heavy work with the rough men and women, and finally finished the work.
When she came back, all the meat and vegetables had been picked and eaten, leaving only cold rice and a plate of vegetarian dishes. Lu'er kindly helped her heat up the food and came back after eating.
Ming Xixi punched the Heart Sutra with her small fist and said angrily: "Old witch, Gargamel, let's see how arrogant you are tomorrow!"