Old Madam Xie even felt the nerves on the top of her head throbbing, and she gritted her teeth and said, “Yin Shi, are you full?”
Yin Mingyu raised her head, put down her chopsticks politely, and replied sheepishly: “Grandma, granddaughter-in-law is really hungry and hasn’t eaten enough yet……”
“You’re not full yet?” Old Madam Xie said angrily, “You’re not full after eating so much, what else do you want to eat?”
Yin Mingyu couldn’t understand her words like a stick, and looked at the mutton pie in front of Old Madam Xie with greedy eyes, “Grandma, can you give the pie to granddaughter-in-law?”
Old Madam Xie’s chest suddenly heaved with anger, and she refused directly: “Don’t eat too much, you should stop in moderation.”
Yin Mingyu looked back with regret, then slowly and leisurely picked up a few more vegetables with her chopsticks. She was almost full. When she saw Old Madam Xie put down her chopsticks, only then did she say:, “Grandmother, granddaughter-in-law has finished her meal.”
Then she raised her eyes again and boasted: “Grandma, the same meal tastes the same, but when granddaughter eats it, I feel that the one in your courtyard is a bit more delicious. It must be because you are a kind elder, and granddaughter admires you in my heart, that’s why.”
Immediately, Yin Mingyu said her main purpose: “Grandma, granddaughter-in-law also wants to come tomorrow.”
Old Madam Xie: “……”
Yin Mingyu looked at her admiringly, “Grandma……”
Xie Ce chewed the food and looked left and right. After swallowing the food, he imitated her and shouted eagerly: “Great-grandmother……”
Old Madam Xie couldn’t bear it anymore, so she hugged her great-grandson and gently wiped the corners of his mouth while compromising: “Okay, okay, great-grandmother promises, isn’t this enough?”
After the meal, Yin Mingyu left Old Madam Xie’s yard briskly and taught Yin’er to go to the dining room to order some of her favorite dishes, and bring them to Old Madam Xie’s yard tomorrow.
After that, if Yin Mingyu ate at Zhuangzi, she would eat all the meals in the main courtyard. After two days of eating, Old Madam Xie saw that she was angry and asked the kitchen to prepare a vegetarian feast.
Yin Mingyu was still unambiguous and ate very deliciously, but the old lady punched cotton, and felt very depressed.
Ever since Yin Mingyu visited the peach garden that day, she began to play around, but only in prosperous or uninhabited places.
During this period, she never sent a letter to Xie Qin.
And every day when Xie Qin returned home, he would ask: “Has the young lady returned with a message?”
The answer is always “no”.
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Xie Qin was…… not surprised by this.
He thought that as a man, he should take the initiative and send a letter first. However, except for the letters he sent to his grandmother and mother when he returned to his hometown to take the exam, he had never sent a letter to a woman. At this time, he could not find a suitable reason. He really doesn’t know how to say it.
On this day, when he returned, it was already dark. As soon as his mind changed, he walked to the east courtyard.
The maids in the east courtyard never thought that he would arrive suddenly. They were shocked for a moment before returning to normal and came to serve him.
Xie Qin waved his hand and asked Qingyu to light the lamp in the study for him. He walked to Yin Mingyu’s bookshelf, pulled out her collection of poems, and planned to sit down and read for a while.
Hong Chou was supposed to go to pour tea for the langjun, but before Hong Chou arrived, Zhu Cao knocked on the door of the main room first.
Qingyu frowned when she saw her after opening the door.
However, before Qingyu’s polite refusal came out, Zhu Cao took the lead and said softly but clearly: “Langjun, maid is here to serve you tea.”
Xie Qin was still immersed in the collection of poems and said coldly: “Qingyu, have her go back and close the door of Jiaoyuan.”
Zhu Cao suddenly turned pale and wanted to soften her lower body and plead for mercy.
Qingyu held her arm, no longer polite, and said directly: “Please go back, don’t make Langjun angry.”
Hong Chou came over with tea, and when she saw this scene, her beautiful eyes widened. She handed the tea to Qingyu, stretched out her hand to grab Zhu Cao, called her maid, and took her back to the corner courtyard.
When Xi Lan and Shi Liu heard the noise, they all hid and pretended not to hear.
Lang Jun has always been merciless and tolerated Zhu Cao and even these maidservants for the sake of the late Eldest Lady. Zhu Cao is still so bold, and Shi Liu does not dare to have any sympathy and pity. She just wished they weren’t involved in anything.
Xie Qin was a little unhappy at first, but when his eyes returned to the collection of poems, he suddenly remembered it and had a reason to write a letter, and immediately asked Qingyu to grind the ink for him.
After thinking for a moment, he wrote a well-meaning letter, waited for it to dry, stuffed it into the envelope with his own hands, and ordered it to be sent to Zhuangzi early tomorrow morning.
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