Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh serving tea
Liu Mingzhi didn't want to ask, nor was he too lazy to ask, what kind of thoughts were hidden behind Liu Ying's exquisite and playful appearance.
At least the knowledge in his mind told him that Liu Ying would never do anything to harm him, and he was content with that. Liu Mingzhi even guessed that Liu Ying doted on him even more than his biological children.
A few points higher.
Shaking his head helplessly, Young Master Liu could only pray that his cousins would not mind that his cousin had stolen his mother's love.
For Liu Ying, the thousand-year-old fox who said that Liaozhai was scary, Liu Mingzhi could only follow him. After all, in his impression, even the old man suffered from his aunt, but there was nothing he could do about it.
What troubled Liu Zhi'an the most was his wife. She had clearly agreed to follow her husband when she got married, but Mrs. Liu preferred her sister-in-law during the fight between the two brothers.
Liu Yuanwai, who had slept in the study for an unknown number of nights, knew that he would never be able to outdo his younger sister.
When Liu Ying saw Liu Mingzhi's eyes turning calm again, she hugged Liu Mingzhi's arm: "Little one, what are the boxes over there? Sister, can you go take a look?"
"My aunt invited me. A large part of the mirrors this nephew brought from Jiangnan have been sold. Now the trend of glazed mirrors must have started in the capital. There are countless ladies and ladies in the capital, but now
There are only 500 mirrors, and most of them have been sold. As soon as the trend of glazed mirrors reaches its peak, my nephew will sell them at a high price, and he will surely make a lot of profits."
Liu Ying picked up a glass mirror and looked at her beautiful appearance in the mirror. She was deeply obsessed and couldn't extricate herself from it. Although she used her daughter's mirror twice, she only felt extremely fulfilled when she caught one with her own hands.
The nature of loving beauty has absolutely nothing to do with age and age. Liu Mingzhi squinted his eyes. Liu Mingzhi would not even look at the ginseng that had been put on the table for more than ten years. How could Liu Ying, the young lady of the Duke's Palace, do so?
It's a fancy thing, and before leaving the palace, Liu Ying may not even take a fancy to the wild ginseng that has been in the Liu family for more than ten years, let alone the wild ginseng that has been around for more than ten years. She wants to see with her own eyes whether the wild ginseng in the warehouse is fake, and she wants to see it.
The original intention of the mirror is true.
Liu Ying must have been the one who said "he came with bad intentions", but Liu Mingzhi didn't mind at all. He didn't know Liu Ying was in the capital, otherwise he would have sent someone to see her there.
Whether it's valuable or not is a secondary matter. Compared with the selling value of the glass mirror, Liu Mingzhi cares more about family affection. The Liu family has no shortage of money, but it won't be too much. However, compared with family affection, the mirror seems so insignificant.
Already.
"Auntie likes it?"
Liu Ying couldn't bear to let go of the hand holding the mirror, and nodded sharply: "I like it, sister has never seen such a mirror before!"
"Bring a few dozen of them if you like them. When you're done with them, ask your nephew for them. My nephew only has many mirrors. I didn't know that my aunt was in the capital, otherwise I would have sent someone to send some over."
Liu Ying put down the mirror in her hand and grabbed Young Master Liu's face. Her bright red lips came to Young Master Liu's left cheek and kissed her hard: "Xiao Mingming is so kind. You are the one who knows how to love your sister best."
, love you."
Wiping off the lip marks on his face with a wry smile: "Auntie, I'm almost going to be a father. Can you please stop doing this? I'm not used to it."
Liu Ying pinched her waist and looked at Young Master Liu fiercely like a puppy: "What's wrong with Dad? Don't forget that when you and your sister slept together, your sister helped you change the cloth you wet the bed in the middle of the night. Sister
I raised you with shit and piss, but you actually despise your sister. My sister is sad."
Black particles floated through Mr. Liu's mind. He suppressed the discomfort in his stomach and said with a smile: "Auntie, can you not mention the matter of pooping and peeing? My nephew has a shadow in his heart."
Liu Ying was stunned and laughed, her eyes were as bright as a hundred flowers. She seemed to remember the time when she used sheep dung as an elixir to fool her nephew. When the little brat knew the truth, he shed tears and was stunned for three days.
I didn't even take a bite of rice, and I vomited out bile.
"Okay, sister is wrong, please don't mention it again, okay? Pick two good mirrors for your sister. If she wants to take them away, you won't feel bad, right?"
"Auntie is joking, don't talk about two small mirrors. Even if you move the entire Liu Mansion, little nephew, you won't even frown. If you can make auntie happy, what does that mean?"
"You have a conscience, but remember what my sister just said. Don't leak out the wine and poisonous insects unless absolutely necessary. If there are servants with evil intentions, just follow your father's example. The Jing River outside the city can hold more water than the Qinhuai River.
Already."
Speaking of these, Liu Ying's tone was already a bit stern and cold. Her cold appearance made Young Master Liu shudder. Sometimes she was shrewd and wise, sometimes cute and cute, and sometimes cruel. This aunt of mine was not only a
A fox with a thousand years is still a fox with a thousand faces. The sky in June is as unpredictable as ever.
In comparison, Mr. Liu prefers his cute aunt, who has nothing else but peace of mind.
"Liu Mingzhi's eyes lit up as if he remembered something. Auntie, please come to the bedroom with me."
Since Liu Ying likes mirrors so much, there is a full-length mirror in the bedroom, which Qi Yun specially prepared for him. However, Liu Mingzhi has never used it once, and Ying'er doesn't use it much either. It is just a decoration.
It's better to let Liu Ying take him away.
Thinking of Qi Yun and her mother's appearance when they saw the mirror, Mr. Liu concluded that Liu Ying would definitely like it and couldn't put it down.
Liu Ying pouted and looked at Liu Mingzhi pitifully, and her index fingers flew up: "Xiao Mingming has grown up and can no longer sleep with her sister."
Liu Mingzhi has a black streak. This aunt was most likely the reincarnation of a female prostitute in her last life. Even a person who has been baptized by the Internet in the future cannot resist such dirty jokes.
"My good aunt, stop making trouble, my nephew has something good for you, I guarantee you will like it."
Sure enough, as expected by Young Master Liu, with Young Master Liu's room as the center point, Liu Ying's silvery laughter spread out. Liu Ying wished that her whole body was pressed against the dressing mirror: "Little thing, I just came to the capital and I'm still...
You haven't gone out much, so it's not appropriate to let Dahai get married. Let Dahe take you to Tianxiang Tower. My sister will pay for all the expenses tonight."
Young Master Liu, who was drinking tea from a purple clay pot, groaned, and the tea splashed out of his nostrils, causing him to choke and shed tears.
"My little friend, don't cry when you are moved. My sister feels so sorry for me."
Yun Qingshi's master and servant stood outside the door and behaved uneasily. Yun Qingshi was even biting her lip in confusion.
"Miss, the lord's aunt has arrived. It would be rude of you not to pay her a visit. Come in."
Yun Qingshi twisted his fingers together: "Chun'er, I don't dare."
"Miss, the ugly daughter-in-law will meet her parents-in-law sooner or later. If you avoid them this time, if you fall into trouble, it will be even more difficult in the future."
"Okay." Yun Qingshi took the tea tray from Chun'er's hand and moved it gently, knocking the door next to it.
"Come in."
"My daughter-in-law, Liu Shi, Yun Qingshi pays homage to my aunt. My aunt invites me to have tea."
Liu Mingzhi had previously thought that a servant was looking for him, but he never expected that Yun Qingshi, who rarely left the room, would walk in with a tea tray.
Liu Ying was slightly startled, looking confused at Yun Qingshi who was kneeling on the ground holding a tea tray and touched Liu Mingzhi with her finger: "What's going on, little one?"
Liu Mingzhi hesitated for a moment and leaned into Liu Ying's ear to explain softly.
After listening, Liu Ying frowned and stared at Yun Qing's poem on the ground, looking at it carefully, as if she wanted to see through it.
Seeing that Yun Qingshi's hands holding the tray were already trembling a little, she smiled and sat down on the chair comfortably: "Get up."
"My dear daughter-in-law, I thanked my aunt." Yun Qingshi put the tea tray on the table and poured three cups of tea. He picked it up and drank one cup gently before serving tea to Liu Ying and Liu Mingzhi.
Liu Ying was slightly startled. She didn't expect that Yun Qingshi knew how to test the tea before serving her tea to make her feel at ease. Go to Baidu to read the latest chapters of "Jie Zhong Literature" for free as soon as possible.