Arriving at the courtyard where the old lady was, Xiao Lige suddenly felt depressed.

There were too many green-eyed zombies standing here, motionless guarding the door. Although she had seen quite a few green-eyed zombies, standing there motionless still made her feel faintly scared in her heart.

Fortunately, she was better at concealing her panic. She clasped her fingernails into her flesh and felt clear pain, and her panic disappeared immediately.

When I walked to the front of the hall, the old lady was already sitting in front of the hall, holding a cup of morning tea in her hand, looking like she was enjoying herself. But when she opened her eyes and saw Xiao Lige, her expression immediately became a little unhappy.

It seems like this old zombie doesn't like me?

Xiao Lige didn't dare to look into the old zombie's eyes. She always felt that the old zombie's cloudy eyes could eat her. She became scared unconsciously. Sure enough, zombies were still scary because of their old age.

Yingluo had already told her the rules of serving morning tea along the way. When she entered, someone would pour a glass of water in front of her feet to wash away her past memories, and she would be a zombie in the Mo family from now on. After entering the lobby, someone would bring her a cup of water.

Serving a cup of black tea symbolizes good luck and good luck.

Then she served the tea. She had to use three fingers when serving the tea. Yingluo taught her this when she had breakfast. She also praised her for learning quickly.

How can she not learn this kind of thing quickly? You know, she used to have a brain that learned calculus!

Following the steps Yingluo said, she took the black tea handed over by the maid next to her and held it steadily with three fingers. But the old zombie just glanced at her, and the other maid immediately took the flute and left the singer.

The black tea was put aside.

"Okay, you can go back." The maid's attitude towards her was not very good, Xiao Lige gritted her teeth and said nothing.

However, I have already scolded the ancestors of this bunch of zombies in my heart.

She had just arrived at the villa not long ago, and it seemed that most of the zombies didn't like her. Even a little maid dared to look at her. Isn't this a show of intimidation?

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Xiao Lige tried her best to keep smiling and said: "Then I will go back first."

The old lady was still sipping her own tea, without even glancing at Xiao Lige.

Seeing this, Yingluo hurriedly walked to Xiao Lige, fearing that she would offend the old lady when she got angry.

As soon as she turned around, Xiao Lige saw a face that made her hate her so much - Mei Gui.

Mei Gui walked into the lobby with a smile and small steps. Ignoring Xiao Lige's expression of wanting to kill people...oh no, killing zombies, he bowed to the old lady Yingying: "Why did you get up so early today? I

I just went to the garden to pick a bouquet of flowers. Smell them, they are delicious."

Wenxi, the little girl next to Mei Gui, quickly handed over a bouquet of pale pink flowers with unknown names, with drops of dew still remaining on them.

"I was just thinking about why you came so late today, girl. These flowers are more beautiful, but for someone as old as me, I still find it strange that you pick flowers for me and put them in the house every day." Even so.

Then, the old lady ordered the maid next to her to take the bouquet of flowers and put them into a ceramic vase.

"What's the matter? Look at yourself. Do you look any older?"

As soon as Mei Gui said this, the old lady's tense face suddenly relaxed. When she smiled, her face was filled with wrinkles.

"You're such a talkative girl!"

"What I said is the truth." Mei Gui smiled faintly, and suddenly looked at Xiao Lige in surprise: "Mrs. Side, when did you come? Look at me... I didn't even notice you. I'm really sorry. Mei Gui said
Chapter completed!