"Is there anything else?" Geng Xun frowned slightly.
Mother Sang was a little hesitant, but Geng Xun waved his hand impatiently and said, "Go down if you have nothing to do!"
"Uncle!" Mother Sang knelt down with a plop, "I beg uncle to assign my slave daughter Pomegranate to the outer courtyard as a rough maid!"
"What's going on? I remember, isn't your girl working as an errand in the main courtyard?"
He sometimes heard the news that Sang's mother conveyed to the main courtyard, which was what Sang's mother heard from Pomegranate.
"Yesterday afternoon, Pomegranate and Grape were sent by Madam Bo to serve the Second Master in Yinghe Courtyard!"
Mother Sang had a worried look on her face, "The second master is ill now. If my girl is good, I will naturally not dare to bother my uncle here, but my uncle also knows that the girl was spoiled by my slave. When she was in the main courtyard, , because she is too loose and careless in doing things, so she has always been a rough little maid, either guarding the courtyard gate or sweeping the yard. When she was asked to serve the second master, the slave girl was worried that she would offend the second master. , so this servant can only boldly ask the uncle to transfer pomegranate away from the second master, so as not to affect the second master's recovery!"
After Sang's mother finished speaking, she didn't hear Geng Xun speak for a long time. She only heard her own heart beating very fast.
"I know what you mean!"
I don't know how long it took, but Mother Sang finally heard a gentle voice coming from above. It was light and seemed to be gentle, but Mother Sang's heart was tighter than ever before.
"Uncle!" Sang's mother called out uneasily.
Uncle An Ping waved his hand and shouted outside, "Liang Ben, come in!"
Liang Ben walked in silently, "Uncle, are you looking for me?"
He didn't even look at Mother Sang who was kneeling on the ground.
"Go to the main courtyard and tell me that Pomegranate is the daughter of Mother Sang next to me. Now that she is with the second son, it is not appropriate to be a rough servant, so let Madam Bo personally take care of that Pomegranate... Is there any more? Where is this maid, what is her name?"
Liang Ben lowered his head and said, "It's called Putao." He had already heard it outside.
"Yes, it's the grapes. Madam asked the uncle to carry the pomegranates and grapes together. They have become the housekeepers of the second son. In the future, they will take care of the second son and know the cold and the heat. It is not only for their respect, but also for the good of the second son..."
"Uncle!" Mother Sang was so frightened when she heard what Geng Xun said. For the first time, she interrupted Geng Xun before he finished speaking.
Uncle An Ping ignored her and waved to Liang Ben, "Go ahead and do as I say!"
Liang Ben hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said "yes". Before leaving, he lowered his eyes at Sang's mother and swallowed the sigh that had not yet escaped.
After Liang Ben left, Geng Xun looked at Sang's mother and said gently: "Ms. Sang, you have stayed in my Yide Courtyard for many years, which gives you a vaguely transcendent status in this mansion. My three sons see you." When I see you, I will treat you with courtesy. Even the main court will give you a blank look at most and dare not do anything to you. This kind of superiority may make you ignore an important fact. You are a servant. My daughter is also a servant, and my son, even if he is crippled and paralyzed, he is still the master of this house, and it is not his turn for a servant to pick on him, do you...do you know the crime? "
Mother Sang's heart ached, she was the one who harmed Pomegranate, but she still touched her forehead to the ground and shouted hoarsely, "I acknowledge my guilt!"
"As long as you admit your guilt, you can go down! When Geng Wen comes, you can come back to me!" Geng Xun waved his hands and said tiredly.
After lunch, Geng Yan, Jiang's family and Geng Xingchen's family went back to take a nap.
Geng Wen and Ruan also wanted to rest, and Geng Xingshuang found the opportunity to have a good talk with Yang Qingmo, but it was not just the two of them, Geng Shuhuai was forced to come together by Yang Qingmo.
"I'm so sleepy. I didn't sleep much last night. I said if you want to talk to Sister Shuang, just go and do it. My parents don't care, and I, the elder brother, don't mind either. You're being pretentious yourself!"
Geng Shuhuai complained while yawning.
"Qiying Village!" Yang Qingmo said calmly.
"Okay, okay, I'll go, can't I go? I'm really afraid of you. With these three words, you are going to threaten me for the rest of my life. Don't forget, you still have jade..."
Geng Shuhuai suddenly paused mid-sentence.
Yang Qingmo glanced at him, which made Geng Shuhuai feel even more guilty. He suddenly realized that Yang Qingmo asked him to come with him, perhaps not only to avoid suspicion, but also to serve as a vent for Sister Shuang when she was angry. .
"Brother Yang Liu, sit down! Second brother, you also sit down. Jinbao, serve tea!"
Geng Xingshuang smiled at the two people who entered the room.
Yang Qingmo glanced at Geng Shuhuai, who shook his head at him. He was often unsure about his sister's temper, so don't ask him. He didn't know whether it was sunny or cloudy at the moment.
After just one meal, Sister Shuang was no longer shy when she looked at Yang Liu. This attitude was considered to be very good.
The two sat down and drank the tea served by Jin Baosheng.
"Brother Yang Liu, are you wearing the clothes my mother gave you last night?"
Yang Qingmo nodded, "Yes!"
Geng Xingshuang also nodded, "It's very beautiful! If my painting matches my mother's red color, I won't be able to sell it in Mingshang Pavilion!"
Yang Qingmo nodded, and just as he was about to compliment him, Geng Xingshuang said again: "But... Brother Yang Liu almost couldn't put it on?"
"Why?" Geng Shuhuai asked.
"Because..." Geng Xingshuang lengthened his voice, looked at Yang Qingmo's slightly hesitant expression, and said lightly: "Because if Brother Yang Liu can't come back, he will naturally not be able to wear the clothes I painted with my own hands. My mother made them with my own hands." I have some clothes, and these clothes, as well as the box of clothes delivered to the Yang Mansion last night, will not take long to fall on Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang and other men. In fact, I It doesn’t matter, clothes are for people to wear, as long as they are not wasted, it doesn’t matter if Brother Yang Liu..."
"I'm sorry!" Before Geng Xingshuang could finish her words, Yang Qingmo interrupted her and apologized decisively.
Geng Xingshuang choked on her words, glanced at Yang Qingmo, twisted her face and said nothing.
"Sister Shuang, I did something wrong."
"What's wrong?" Geng Xingshuang asked after a long silence.
Geng Shuhuai didn't dare to express his anger at the side. He simply admired his sister so much. This temper, this aura, and this controlled tone actually made Yang Qingmo apologize so easily.
What's wrong? He dared to say that Yang Qingmo must think that he was right. Even Geng Shuhuai himself felt that Yang Qingmo was right.
He doesn't have that ability, otherwise he would also want to break into the Jedi Yuyao Mountain.
"I shouldn't have kept this from you!" Yang Qingmo said.
"Huh?" It was Geng Shuhuai again. He didn't understand the answer. Shouldn't he go? Why shouldn't he hide it from her?
Geng Xingshuang's expression softened slightly.
Yang Qingmo felt slightly relieved, "Although I have never been to Yuyao Mountain before, I learned some about Yuyao Mountain from Yuan Xing and checked some information. I am more than 90% sure that I can come back safely. Ningdu left Yuyao Mountain is thousands of miles away...it won’t happen again!”
Geng Xingshuang felt that the anger she had built up over and over again could no longer be maintained. This man admitted his mistake too quickly and had such a good attitude that it really made her unable to get angry.
