"You are talking nonsense, can it be you?" Jiang Ruan's second half of the sentence pulled Chunying back. She was stunned and subconsciously shook her head: "Of course I'm not a slave."

"Harve a dog for biting outsiders, not for biting one's own people. If a dog is raised, it will make noise when it sees one's own people. Do you know what the ending will be?" Jiang Ruan asked her.

Chunying shook her head.

"Of course, it's a delicious dish." Jiang Ruan said softly. The four words "delicious dishes" were spoken very slowly. Chunying stared at her blankly, feeling that Jiang Ruan's fair skin was a bit pale in the sunlight, and her delicate and beautiful face was a bit indescribable. She unconsciously took two steps back: "Little, Miss, Madam Lan is still waiting in the house."

Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao both changed their expressions. A servant actually used the word "waiting" and there was no such thing as a noble person. The Zhang Lan family's behavior was too rampant and she was slanderous on weekdays. She pretended to be unable to find any fault on the surface, but in private she was extremely harsh Jiang Ruan.

"Are you waiting for me?" Jiang Ruan raised her head slightly: "Then let's go, don't let Madam Lan wait for a long time." She stroked the buckle on the dark green cotton jacket.

There were two people sitting in front of the brazier in the room. A 12 or 3-year-old girl snuggled in the middle-aged woman's arms, and her tone was quite mean: "This room is so cold and there is a smell. No wonder she smells bad on her body on weekdays."

"Fang'er, don't talk nonsense," the woman scolded: "After all, she is the master. Don't do too much on weekdays, and you've taught people to seize the handle." Although she was scolding, her tone was full of love.

The girl sat up a little, "What kind of master is she? Look at her shabby look. The master is not careless. I know what to do. Mom, look at whether the golden hairpin on my head looks good." She tilted her head and exposed the hairpin with pearl rice grains on her head with gold bottom on her head.

The girl's facial features are normal, her skin is slightly dark, she is wearing a pink and purple peony jacket, a pink and purple horse-faced skirt on her lower body, a rouge-colored lace on her waist, a long five-color garland on her head, a gold hairpin, an eight-treasure garland earrings, and a large gold collar around her neck. Although she is just the daughter of a servant in the village, her whole body is worthy of the daughters of many wealthy families.

"The quality is good, Fang'er looks so good when wearing it." Zhang Lan exclaimed.

Chen Fang smiled proudly, and was about to say something else, but a gentle voice came from outside: "Madam Lan has been waiting in my room for so long, but what's the important thing?"

Chen Fang and Zhang Lan were smiling. When they heard this, they looked at the door. They saw three figures coming back against the light. The thin body of the girl in the lead was gathered in a wide cotton jacket, but she had a strange look. The sunlight made her pale skin look crystal clear, and her facial features seemed to become clear overnight. Her eyes were no longer as dead as before, but there was still an ancient well without waves, but there was an indescribable charm at the end of her eyes. Her eyes were like flowing spring water, without dullness, only a strange and lively movement. She raised her eyebrows, her voice was shallow and beautiful, with a clear and cool feeling: "Madam Lan?"

Zhang Lan suddenly came to her senses, and even Chen Fang on the side woke up, looking at Jiang Ruan half jealous and half angrily. This down-and-out lady in the official family seemed to have changed her own person today, and when she looked at her shallow eyes, she didn't know where she was.

"Miss is here." Although Zhang Lan said this, her body did not move. She just knocked her legs tiredly and said, "Today, I finally waited for the chores in the village to solve the problem and made some time. I wanted to visit the lady. I didn't expect that the lady was away. I searched everywhere but sprained my ankle and rested in the house. Please spare the old slave's rudeness."

Lian Qiao was already looking at it, and Zhang Lan said that she could not make any mistakes on her words, but she blatantly gave Jiang Ruan's face. She was just a slave, but she sat while her master was standing. She really had no sense of estimation. She wanted to scold her a few words, but when she saw Jiang Ruan's eyes, Lian Qiao suddenly changed her mind and stood quietly beside Jiang Ruan like Bai Zhi, without saying a word.

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "The nanny is serious. The nanny is dedicated to the affairs of the village. Naturally, she should have a good rest. Jiang Ruan is really sorry for the hard work of this. Why not let Jiang Ruan hammer the nanny's legs? Maybe the nanny will feel more comfortable?"

Zhang Lan listened to Jiang Ruan’s words, and heard it very smoothly in front of her. When Jiang Ruan finished speaking, she immediately stood up: "Miss, what are you talking about? The lady is the master, and the old slave is the servant. Don’t let the old slave get rid of it. The old slave is very frightened."

Jiang Ruan looked at Zhang Lan, with a faint surprise in his tone: "The nanny can stand up. Seeing that the nanny is fine, Jiang Ruan will feel relieved. Otherwise, if something happened to the nanny, Jiang Ruan really doesn't know what to do."

Zhang Lan secretly hated her. Jiang Ruan's words just now were explicitly giving her a decent expression, but if the words afterwards were spread outside, she would not be able to take it. There was no reason for the master to beat the servant's legs. Even if the person above gave a hint, if such a thing was spreading, it would only say that she was a slave who bullied the master and was shamed by the Shangshu Mansion. The best way was to openly find no mistakes, but not let the other party have a good life. Unexpectedly, she beat the geese all her life, but today a young geese pecked the eyes with the same method. Thinking of this, Zhang Lan looked at Jiang Ruan again. Jiang Ruan only had a faint smile on her face, and she stood quietly in the same way. She felt like she was invisible. Zhang Lan immediately felt a little panic in her heart. The other party was just a little girl in her early teens. How could she feel fear? Is it a monster?

Chen Fang on the side could not guess what Zhang Lan was thinking. She only felt that this master who was usually cowardly and bullied looked quite imposing today. Although she was wearing jewelry today, she could not hide her beauty. She looked vivid and beautiful. She was jealous in her heart and said without thinking: "Miss, she is so beautiful, she can walk around. I think the embroidered handkerchief can also start to embroider tomorrow, and it should be embroidered after the New Year."

When Jiang Ruan was sent to the farm, Zhang Lan only said that everything here is not as prosperous and comfortable as the capital, and many things need to be done. On weekdays, Jiang Ruan cannot use farm work such as chopping wood. Bai Zhi and Lian Qiao were enslaved a lot. Two good girls were already full of calluses at a young age. Jiang Ruan herself was not much better. There was no need to do farm work, but the embroidery work had to be done. Twenty-tons of embroidery handkerchiefs every month to pay for their own expenses. There were a lot of embroidery handkerchiefs in twenty directions, and Lian Qiao and Bai Zhi also helped to do some. They could barely get them together, but the complexity of embroidery method was complicated, and it was extremely harmful to the eyes when embroidered on one side. Especially at the New Year's Eve, twenty directions became thirty directions, which were difficult to support.

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly: "Natural."
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