In Caiyunju's small study room, two Ruyi Pavilion palace lanterns were lit. The palace lanterns were exquisite, and the sparkling light they emitted illuminated the area around the desk.

The tip of the Langhao pen dipped in ink copied stroke by stroke on the beige rice paper.

The writer who wrote the article half-closed his eyes and looked attentive. When a piece of rice paper was filled with writing, he put away the pen and sighed quietly as he looked at the handwriting on the rice paper.

Memories can be lost, temperaments can change slightly, and things learned and known can be different, but this is the only thing that cannot be explained.

In order to adapt to this familiar yet unfamiliar place, she would look for books to read in the study during the day and secretly practice calligraphy at night.

In order to imitate my handwriting realistically and even deliberately, fortunately, although I am not uneducated, I am not much better. As long as I give her half a month, she will definitely be able to practice it.

Fortunately, I am arrogant and do not have such elegant hobbies as playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Otherwise, she really can't explain it.

He rubbed his sore wrist, still digesting what Wen Lingxiao had revealed in his mind.

Her cheap general father is extremely powerful, but he was born from the grassroots. This General Wensheng Mansion has absolutely no background.

Of course, what she understood was money. Unfortunately, there was very little information about the property in her memory. The bits and pieces she had were pretty good.

Although she didn't know how to fight, she also knew that few generals were wealthy, and if Wen Lingxiao could say the words "the house is not well-off", it would probably be to the point of being stretched.

Hey~~~

She was ready to live a life filled with gold and silver and boundless blessings.

Dreams are shattered too quickly.

Time flies by, and although these repeated strokes are boring, they have a strange power, making people feel calmer and calmer without even realizing it.

Now that you've come, let's make peace with it.

At dawn, the two girls, Lingcao and Lingguo, gently opened the door and walked in one after the other. One of them put away the hot water, and the other went to the bed to wake him up.

Wen Mianmian, who had just fallen asleep in the early morning, pulled the quilt over her head and turned her back to Lingguo, making it clear that she did not want to get up.

Lingguo stretched out his hand to pull the quilt, "Girl, please get up quickly. The sun has risen so high outside. The second young master is here again and is still lingering outside the door. Do you want to call him in first?"

Wen Mianmian opened her eyes, turned over and sat up, "Hurry up and get dressed. I have to bring him in today."

"Do we still have our snacks?"

That boy Wen Yiqing ran here for two days in a row without coming in. When he saw her shadow, he ran as fast as a rabbit seeing an eagle.

"When I catch him, you close the door and see where he goes."

Lingguo dressed her up skillfully and said with a chuckle: "The snacks bought from outside the house are gone, so I can't keep them. I only have the snacks made by the chef in the house."

"It's a pity that the dim sum made by the cook is really not satisfactory, and the second master doesn't like it very much."

As he spoke, Chao Wen smiled softly and said, "I heard that the cook from Prince Annan's Mansion next door spent a lot of money to hire him. The snacks he makes are not only exquisite but also very delicious."

Wen Mianmian smiled and said, "It's so clear. Have you ever tasted it?"

Lingguo pursed his lips and said, "Our two mansions are close to each other. You don't know that the concierge in our mansion listens to the concierge next door showing off every day, saying how beautiful and delicious the snacks are, and what's better if they add meat or vegetables."

I was rewarded with silver, made clothes, etc., and my eyes were red with jealousy."

"Concierge Wei San'er also said that he would find an opportunity to put a sack on the concierge next door and beat him up so that they could show off."

After speaking, she quickly covered her mouth. She seemed to have said too much. The girl always thought that the family was very wealthy.

Wen Mianmian handed her the handkerchief to wipe her face and smiled, "This is the difference between having money and not having money."

If she eats glutinous rice all day long, she will be envious of the big fish and meat next door and would like to beat him up.

Lingguo was stunned for a moment, "Girl, do you know everything?"

"It's not a shame that the house is not well-off for the time being." Wen Mianmian patted her shoulder, "In the future, we will be able to afford an exquisite cook who can make dim sum, and we will be able to see some meat every day."

Lingguo smiled with crooked eyebrows, waiting for the girl to marry next door. He still said a word of comfort, "Both the general and the madam said that no one can be short in Caiyunju, and the girl doesn't have to."

Worried.”

Wen Mianmian chuckled, feeling a little guilty for no reason.

The sun is shining outside, and the flowers in the yard are in bloom, emitting a delicate fragrance.

Wen Mianmian walked quietly to the door, stuck out her head and took a careful look. When she saw Wen Yiqing's child rubbing his little hands anxiously, with a confused look on his face, he immediately smiled.

When he got closer to the door, Qiu immediately took action at the right moment and dragged him directly into the yard, "Lingguo closes the door."

"I must have caught you."

Seeing the door closing little by little, the fierce sister put her hands on her hips and smiled maliciously. Little Wen Yiqing was frightened, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"Hold back your tears. If you dare to cry, I will put you in a dark room."

Wen Yiqing took a deep breath, rolled her eyes and blinked, holding back the tears that were about to remain, and stood pitifully.

After waiting for him to be pulled into the room again, he swallowed silently when he saw the meat pies and buns on the table, and forced his eyes away.

Wen Mianmian just started to have breakfast at this time. Although the breakfast was not rich, it was still exquisite. She picked up a piece of meat pie and took a bite. The skin was thin and the filling was thick. The aroma of the meat mixed with the aroma of green onions was immediately palpable.

They dispersed, and the little boy Wen Yiqing became even more greedy.

"Tell me, why are you lingering outside the door?"

"I...want to have some snacks."

Seeing his eager-to-eat yet 'very strong-willed' little look, Wen Mianmian smiled, "The snacks are gone. They said you can come by yourself if you want to eat. If you don't come, do you still expect me to keep them for you?"

As he spoke, he held half a piece of meat pie and shook it at the tip of his nose, "I don't have any snacks. Do you want the meat pie?"

The corners of Lingguo's and other girls' mouths twitched slightly, feeling that their girls were getting worse and worse.

Seeing that Wen Yiqing was still holding up, Wen Mianmian shook her head regretfully, "This meatloaf is quite delicious, so just don't eat it."

Wen Yiqing felt so uncomfortable that she accidentally shed a tear. She was immediately frightened. When she thought that she was about to be locked up in a small dark room, she sat down with her heart pounding. When she saw there were some spare chopsticks on the table, she picked them up.

Just pick up the meatloaf.

After eating it, he was locked up in a dark room and it was considered a profit.

Wow~the meatloaf is delicious.

Hey~ The buns are stuffed with meat and are delicious.

Oh~ there are also buns with red bean paste, which are also delicious.
Chapter completed!