Su Jinxin looked at Qiaolan from the corner of her eyes. Qiaolan immediately understood and hurriedly stepped forward to take the account book from Manager Xu's hand, and said with a smile, "Miss Second Miss, she has been tired for a day and it's time to rest. Manager Xu has something to do tomorrow."

"You're leaving." Seeing Su Jinxin's face light and absent-minded look, Manager Xu muttered in his heart. This new tea from the court was now the top priority in the mansion, but seeing that the second lady didn't seem to care about it at all, did the master already have a solution to it? Thinking of this, Manager Xu was relieved, bowed to Su Jinxin, and left.

Of course, Manager Xu may never guess. In Su Jinxin's heart, even if the Su family has plummeted now, she would not frown.

"Qiaolan, give me the account book, you all should go back." Su Jinxin took the account book and went straight into the room.

Compared with the pavilions and towers of the Su family, this villa on Wuyun Mountain is indeed very simple. There are several houses and a small courtyard. No wonder her father, Mr. Su, never wanted to stay here. A master who has lived a luxurious life in the mansion and is so generous. He has to come to Wuyun Mountain for a few months and he can push him as much as possible, let alone let him live in the mountains and live next to those rural villagers.

Su Jinxin pushed the door and walked to the table and sat down.

As for the account book sent by Manager Xu, she threw it away and threw it to the ground.

Tens of thousands of new teas were necrotic. She looked at them again, but they couldn't make these new teas come back to life. Haha... they wouldn't think that sending a book can fool her. She really thought that Su Jinxin was a lady in the boudoir who never left her home.

Su Jinxin sneered, picked up the book on the table, turned over two pages, and then put it down again.

The days on the mountain are hard, and the food cooked in the kitchen is not as exquisite as the one in the mansion. It has a complete range of delicacies and delicious food. Maybe I know that the second lady from the mansion came here today, and it has been slightly improved. She stewed shredded bamboo shoots, stir-fried dried bamboo shoots, and shrimps..., and the dishes are inseparable from bamboo shoots. Su Jinxin rubbed his forehead with a headache. Even though there are many bamboos here and there are bamboo shoots everywhere, there are bamboo shoots for three meals a day. How can he bear it?

Although she was not picky, she lost her appetite when she thought of eating bamboo shoots every day. So after eating some of them, Su Jinxin asked someone to withdraw the dinner.

At this moment, the faintly hidden door suddenly opened with a creak.

Who is so bold? Didn’t she tell Qiaolan and the others not to disturb her? Su Jin was unhappy. Looking up, he saw a small figure shaking outside and was afraid to come in.

Su Jinxin walked over quietly, and grabbed him the moment the small figure stepped into the threshold.

"Let go!"

He was an eight or nine-year-old boy, wearing a coarse cloth short jacket and agile body. Su Jinxin had worked a lot to catch him.

"I call myself a master in front of me, you kid..." Su Jinxin's voice stopped abruptly when she saw the boy's face, and even almost exclaimed in surprise - Yi'er!

Why does this child look so similar to Yi'er?

Su Jinxin stroked the boy's face in disbelief, her pretty eyebrows and cunning little eyes, but she was stronger than Yi'er, healthy than Yi'er, and very cunning and active.

Yi'er, are you okay? My sister misses you very much.

Su Jinxin suddenly hugged him tightly, and the boy was so scared that he shouted, "Hey, grandpa said that men and women should not kiss each other, you are not allowed to touch me, ah, you still touch me!"

"Also, my name is Fan Yichu!" He Yi'er, for no reason.

Seeing that Su Jinxin hugged him, Fan Yichu didn't think that his dirty clothes would get stuck on her precious skirt. He wondered, the second lady in this mansion was so strange that she was obviously not much older than him, but she called him a child.

But why is there a soft light and warmth in her eyes, as if... they are talking about the feeling that belongs to their mother.

Fan Yichu frowned, but his tone was not kind, "I heard that a second lady came to the villa in the mansion, so I came to see her, but you don't look very good. Don't you say that the ladies in Lin'an City are gentle and kind, and beautiful."

The last sentence turned into a low murmur.

After hearing this, Su Jinxin was a little amused. What is this fallacy? Is it that the average person is not a lady from a noble family?

"Believe it or not, I asked someone to tie you up and beat you up again!"

Su Jinxin admitted that he looked average and had an ordinary appearance, but he was looked down upon by an eight- or nine-year-old child. He was a little angry. The child's mouth was really mean, just like the Gu family Xiaoliu, and the dog could not spit out ivory.

"I'm not afraid of me." Fan Yichu struggled, his hands and feet were flexible, and he actually broke free from Su Jinxin's hand, "Catch me, ugly lady!"

Just now she said she didn't look very good, and now she has become an ugly lady. Su Jinxin said angrily, "Is Fan Yichu? I must teach you a good lesson today!"

"Hehe... Miss Su Er, you can't catch it." Fan Yi and Chu grimaced Su Jinxin and then slipped away.

Little guy.

Su Jinxin looked at the face that looked exactly the same as Yi'er, and felt sad. It would be great if her younger brother could be so lively and free from illness or disaster.

Following Fan Yichu's footsteps, Su Jinxin left the other courtyard.

After all, Fan Yichu grew up on Wuyun Mountain. As he ran, his small figure soon disappeared.

"Little bastard, I will catch you next time!" I dare to call her ugly.

Su Jinxin was panting and her cheeks were red.

At this time, the sky was getting darker, the moon was rising up the mountains, and the mountains were silent, only the evening breeze beat the bamboo and the insects were roaring.

After finding a big stone, she sat down. Su Jinxin's brocade sleeves faced the wind. Fan Yichu and Fan Yichu should be the grandson of Manager Fan, but why did he look so similar to Yi'er? If it weren't for knowing that Lin had only given birth to Yi'er, she would almost suspect that Fan Yichu was also her younger brother.

Looking around, it seemed familiar.

I saw the vast green bamboos as vast as the sea, and there was no end to see the moonlight pouring down, as if it was like a fairyland.

Could it be that... Su Jinxin stood up and was excited. It turned out that by chance, she actually chased the Yunqi Bamboo Trail that she had been looking for.

That’s right, it’s Yunqi Bamboo Path!

The painting painted by Mr. Yun in his previous life was taken from the bamboo scene here, and finally became the name of a painting immortal in that life. This painting has not yet been published, and it can even be said that Mr. Yun may not have written it yet.
Chapter completed!