Listening to the chatter and laughter of the little girls here, Miss Zhu couldn't help but laugh.

"Chun Ling, have you put away everything you want to bring for tomorrow's tea party?" she asked.

Chun Ling turned her head and nodded respectfully.

"It's all put away," she said.

Although she has just arrived here not long ago, she is now able to follow Miss Zhu to various banquets. Although she has not received good training from the Jiaofang Secretary, she is smart, studious and astute, and has never made any mistakes. Instead, she treats Zhu Xiao

The lady took good care of her. She was the last to come to Madam Zhu, but now she has become the most relied upon.

Miss Zhu looked in the mirror and wiped off her makeup.

"Chun Ling, look at this, I gave you a piece of paper." The little girl laughed softly.

Chun Ling turned around and looked.

"It must have been a poem written by some sour scholar," she said.

She is illiterate and dare not take interest.

The little girl was taught by the Jiaofangsi. She can recognize the words and read them with a smile.

"The writing is quite good." She said, "Hey? Chun Ling, this person is from your hometown."

Chun Ling, who was studying an animal head with lion ears and chirple patterns, looked over again when he heard this.

Fellow countryman?

"...Jiangzhou...Cheng..." the little girl thought.

With a clang, the animal head held in Chun Ling's hand fell to the ground. The little girl was startled, and Madam Zhu also turned to look over.

The light in Chun Ling's eyes disappeared and was replaced by tears.

"Are you really from Jiangzhou? Is it Jiangzhou?" she asked, "I'm illiterate, don't lie to me."

Nostalgia is unforgettable after all.

Miss Zhu pursed her lips and smiled.

"Yeah, look what I'm lying to you about." The little girl came over with the paper and pointed it to her, "This is Jiangzhou...Cheng Wenyu..."

Chun Ling's eyes widened and she stared closely at the girl's finger. She stretched out her hand and clicked on it, slowly landing on the word.

Jiangzhou..Cheng..

Jiangzhou..Cheng..

Jiangzhou...Cheng!

Procedure!

"Ms. Cheng!"

Qin Shisan said.

"You have to go out so early?"

Qin Langjun looked a little surprised.

The maid looked at him with a surprised look on her face.

"Qin Langjun went out so early?" she asked.

Qin Shisan smiled.

"There are always some abnormalities when you are overjoyed." He said, "Sister, please forgive me."

The maid smiled and said nothing.

Cheng Jiaoniang came out and looked at Qin Langjun.

"What's the matter, sir?" she asked.

"Oh, that's right." Qin Shisan took a step forward with a smile, "Should I just celebrate running my legs now, or should I take care of them carefully and wait for a while? I'm still uneasy, and I want to hear what my wife says before I feel at ease.

"

"Just be normal." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Qin Shisan smiled and answered yes.

"I understand." He said, watching the woman helping the maid get into the carriage, "Where are you going, madam?"

Cheng Jiaoniang glanced at him and said nothing.

"Master, what else do you want?" the maid asked.

"No more, no more." Qin Shisan said with a smile, took a step back and saluted, "I'm sorry for bothering you, Madam."

The carriage swayed away, and the street door closed.

Qin Shisan stood in front of the door for a moment, turned around, was helped by the servant into the car, and left slowly.

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Chapter completed!