Fine snowflakes fell from the sky.
Mu Qingyun was sitting in the pavilion, wearing a very convenient robe in the style of men's clothing. There was a small red clay stove on the table and a brass pot. The bottom of the pot was full of soup base made from lamb bones, and the ingredients were slightly heavier. , and supplemented with rice wine to remove the fishy smell, plus a few red dates and a handful of wolfberries, it is also delicious.
In winter, Beijing cuisine is very rare, but the hot spring village has its own vegetable garden. A few small green vegetables are paired with slices of mutton as thin as cicada wings. They are rolled in a soup pot and dipped in sesame sauce wrapped with crushed peanuts and sesame seeds. Once you dip it in, your mouth will be full of fragrance. It is truly a magical day.
Mrs. Liu stood far away, but she felt a loud noise in her chest and felt very uncomfortable.
"A man is not a man, a woman is not a woman. Whose pre-eminent lady dresses up like this and refuses to listen? She really doesn't know how to discipline her!"
For three days, whatever she said was ignored by the cousin, Mu Qingyun.
On the first day, she said that Xia He was the only one serving her cousin and could not be used. Her niece Cui Ya was steady and smart, so she could be a housekeeper for her cousin. The cousin sent Cui Ya away after she said she was not blessed. When she came out, Cui Ya was so angry that she screamed in her room for a long time, which made her head hurt.
Yesterday, Xia He even took away the keys from the library, saying that he wanted to take inventory. In the future, any money and food allocated by the government would be under Xia He's direct control. Nothing would happen without her.
"Bah, I want to see if she can control it!"
As a result, on the third day, she hinted that all the cooks in the kitchen were sick, and the meals were all made to look shiny. The clothes were all prepared according to her requirements. The shoes had to be thin and small, and the skirt had to be made with a lotus step. The effect of wearing it on a young lady is guaranteed to be both soft and beautiful, and no one can find anything wrong with it. After wearing it, the young lady can only stay in the house without leaving the door, and she will naturally appear quiet and well-behaved. .
After struggling for a long time, Mu Qingyun was still enjoying the delicious food. She didn't know where the food came from. The food in the kitchen was eaten directly by servants like them. She was so angry that she immediately turned the table over, but for some reason, she stumbled and accidentally dropped it. My butt was so painful that I immediately burst into tears. My lumbar spine was still very sore.
"Got to think of a way."
Mrs. Liu is not stupid. If she can't control this cousin, her happy days will really come to an end.
Xia He was sorting out the accounts in Zhuangzi. Although Mrs. Liu and her husband felt that their accounts were pretty good, since they had to show them to the old lady every year, they were worried about being scrutinized.
No matter how true the fake accounts are, they are still fake.
Mu Qingyun didn't pay attention to Mrs. Liu's mood, and she didn't want to compete with Butler Li and Grandma Liu. It was really unnecessary. In such an era, she naturally stood in a high position, and even made such a big noise. , is it really necessary to stage a drama of 'a slave bullies his master'?
I could have quickly collected the evil deeds done by Butler Li and Grandma Liu, and directly brought them to An Guohou's Mansion with a stick, asking the old lady to clean up the mess, but now she was very new to this experimental product of Qiao Headquarters. , especially after the systematic bonuses, I became very addicted, so I put my effort into editing another film, but it was not released yet to earn energy points for her, so naturally I spent less time on housework and procrastinated it so much. a few days.
When it comes to movies, what she likes to watch these days are mostly tragic scenes. No matter the male protagonist or the female protagonist, the more miserable they are, the happier she will be.
In her movie, three thousand small worlds are attacked by extraterrestrial demons, and each world encounters a disaster of annihilation.
Emperor Qingyang, the god of war in heaven, granted a gate to the world and ordered all small worlds to unite together to select outstanding warriors to form a salvation army.
From then on, when one party is in trouble, all parties support it, and we jointly bear the disaster of annihilation.
This story is the story of a warrior in one of the small 'martial arts' worlds.
His name is Ye Fei. He was selected to join the Salvation Army when he was sixteen. From then on, he fought in the north and south, experienced countless wars, and saved countless worlds. When he was twenty, he was seriously injured and died soon. He returned to his own world and returned to his roots. , before his death, a series of small stories happened.
What Mu Qingyun edited were small clips of his experiences in his own world - funny, heartwarming, passionate, and all kinds of elements.
Now that the production is roughly completed, Mu Qingyun still needs to spend a little time to refine it. After the repair is completed, she has to choose a good time and a good place to show it. This can satisfy her desire to share, not just to make money.
Everyone has the desire to share. When they see good-looking TV series, movies, and other works of art, they hope that everyone will like them as much as they do.
"Meow."
Mu Qingyun stretched out her hand, and the kitten with gray fur jumped down from the tree and landed in her arms.
Mu Qingyun was a little helpless when the mud rubbed all over his clothes. He took out his handkerchief and wiped it first. The dust all over his clothes turned into gray. He thought that in order to restore the snow-white fluff, he had to put it in the water and wash it several times. .
"Meow, meow."
The kitten muttered for a while, and Mu Qingyun immediately darkened his face, frowned, stood up, put on his cloak, walked straight out of the pavilion, bypassed the Yinfeng Tower and headed towards Wutong Garden.
Mrs. Liu originally had an angry face, but when she saw Mu Qingyun's figure approaching, she immediately changed her expression, coughed slightly and walked forward, glanced at Xia He who was following her, and said solemnly: "My cousin is young and likes to play around, Xia He , you are the proud person around the old lady, why are you so unstable?"
"Look, what are you letting your cousin wear? She doesn't look like a daughter of a boudoir. She is no longer the daughter of a rich man in the countryside. Since she has come to our Hou Mansion, she represents the face of the Hou Mansion. You must abide by the rules in everything you say and do..."
As she was talking, Mrs. Liu suddenly frowned and said anxiously, "Where are you going, cousin? The house in front has been unoccupied for a long time and is not popular. Please don't wander around, cousin."
As she said this, she was about to stop him. As soon as she took a step forward, she heard a creak on her waist. She didn't know what was going on. She farted out, and the waistband of her trousers was stabbed and torn.
Mrs. Liu's face suddenly turned green.
Xia He frowned: "If Aunt Liu feels uncomfortable, go back and rest. You can't afford to scare my cousin."
Before she finished speaking, Mu Qingyun had already walked around and climbed up the stone steps. Mrs. Liu was anxious and gritted her teeth. However, regardless of her own dignity, she tied the cloak on her shoulders to her waist and held back her waist. His body was sore and uncomfortable, so he chased after her and said repeatedly: "My cousin, stay here, we can't go in front——"
While talking, the group of people went up the stone steps. Mu Qingyun could faintly hear the shrill screams of a young woman in the distance. Her footsteps were getting faster and faster. Not to mention Mrs. Liu, even Xia He ran all the way, panting, and could barely see. To the cousin girl's back.
In the blink of an eye, I climbed up the stone steps and saw an old man wearing a strange scarlet mask and many bird feathers on his body, using a bamboo pole to beat another young woman.
With each stroke, the woman's body was covered with blood and she cried out in pain.
Mu Qingyun raised her hand and with a bang, the old man fell to the ground. Then she went up, untied the young woman and helped her sit aside.
(End of chapter)
