He Xiner raised her eyebrows, it seemed like she had nothing to do with her now.
Ye Laosan didn't say a word after Wu opened his mouth. He just stood aside and watched Wu's "performance."
Ye Xusheng naturally noticed that Wu's original target was Xin'er, but now he suddenly changed his mind and got into trouble with his sister-in-law. He didn't know what his intention was.
In just a few words, Wu Lihua took care of Ye Guihua, and then held her hand affectionately and walked out of the backyard with a smile. Ye Laicai, who looked confused, and the little maid who looked equally confused hurriedly followed.
Gone.
Ye Feifeng was stunned and looked at Ye Xusheng again. He Xiner and Dabai's backs were full of confusion as they left.
As early as when the little maid was arguing with Ye Guihua, Mrs. Tian sighed and turned back to the kitchen. The young lady's first-class maid was not something she, a woman who did rough work, could take care of.
Just like that, the farce finally subsided, but it was a bit confusing.
In the spacious kitchen, Mrs. Tian looked at Dabai who was eating elegantly with a look of astonishment. Miss Ye Er really doted on this big dog. She had a big pot of cabbage and bacon. Now almost only the cabbage was left, and the bacon was all eaten by this.
Miss Ye Er picked it out and fed it to the dog!
This is really true~
I don't know what to say.
"Mother Tian, there are meat bones in the water tank in the back room. Let's make a pot of it at noon. My Dabai loves that one the most."
Just as Mrs. Tian was stunned, the girl's clear voice rang out.
"Hey, I understand. If Miss Ye needs anything, just ask."
He Xiner was squatting in front of Dabai at this time, holding a big white steamed bun in her hand, breaking it carefully and putting it into Dabai's sea bowl. After hearing this, she raised her head and glanced at her with a half-smile, "Although it's the third aunt
I asked you to do the work, but my old Ye family will not use your work in vain. I will give you fifty cash per day, and you will be paid for how many days you do the work."
"It is absolutely impossible to do this..."
"Take what's yours, if it's given to you."
The cold and clear tone left no room for doubt.
It is Ye Xusheng, the eldest son and grandson of the old Ye family.
Mrs. Tian opened her mouth, but said no more. She calmed down a little, then bowed her knees and saluted, "Old slave, I would like to thank Mr. Ye and Miss Ye."
So, the matter was settled like this. After breakfast, the two families returned to the West Cross Courtyard. They really didn't want to see old Qian talking to Wu with a flattering smile on his face. It was so irritating.
Even though she was old, she still had fits of madness from time to time. She was the one who beat and scolded others when she was caught. She was also the one who fawned over an old man. Hey, really, I really didn’t know what to say.
Everyone was not stupid, and they all understood that Old Qian was seeking favors again, so they stopped obstructing her in front of her and dispersed.
Oh, Xiao Qian wanted to get closer, but was pulled away by Ye Laijin.
In the main hall of the West Cross Courtyard, He Xiner told her parents about paying Mrs. Tian, Mrs. Wang nodded and said she understood, while Ye Laiyin said, "After the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, I will go to the dental shop in town to check it out."
, is there any workmanship?”
Both Wang and He Xiner agreed. After the family of three chatted for a while, Ye Laicai took Dabai into the mountains to hunt.
Tomorrow is the day when Ye Dayou's family entertains guests. Ye Laiyin still wants to hunt some game to deliver. When Wang went out with him, she went to Ye Shitian's house to find Bai. Ye Mancang is about to get married. Trivial matters
There are a lot of them. Wang and Liu have already agreed to come to help today.
He Xiner had nothing to do and ran to Dongkuaoyuan to look for Ye Xusheng. Unexpectedly, he was not there. She had to return to her house wilfully, got on the bed, moved out the bed table, took out paper and pen to write two fairy tales, but unexpectedly
I feel a little restless.
"Oh, it's boring!"
Holding a brush full of ink, He Xiner hesitated to write, and a drop of thick black ink fell on the soft rice paper.