Chapter 6 Mr. Yunting 2

"Well, eat quickly. As long as you like, we will cook it for you in the kitchen every day." The old man also looked very happy when he heard what she said.

"Alas, what else are you doing? It's all helped." Yue Niang finally couldn't help but make a bitter face and tell it out. Tang Yuyun, who just raised his chopsticks, and the smiling old landlord were also stunned.

"Did you wear it?" The old uncle restrained his smile and glanced at Tangjinyun nervously for fear that she would disappear in front of him immediately.

Tang Yuyun put down her chopsticks and sighed in her heart that Yue Niang's untimely opening, which suddenly interrupted her and the atmosphere of peace with the staff just now, making the joy in the hall suddenly turn into a sad fog. This feeling, this change, made Tang Yun feel uncomfortable, so she sincerely said to them: "I am a homeless person, and I am very happy to receive the warm love and hospitality of the two..."

"Don't you blame us for using you?" Yue Niang's face changed slightly. Along the way, she still remembered how Tang Yun recognized her conspiracy to send her as a beautiful girl to Beijing. After returning, she was still worried with fear. What was the reason for this girl with unique skills? Would she be a murderer and kill the whole family?

However, seeing that the staff was still unwittingly enthusiastic about her, he confessed as soon as possible, so as not to know what he had done wrong until he died. At this time, she couldn't help but be surprised to hear Tang Jinyun's heartfelt words.

Tang Yuyun shook his head gently, "From your actions, I can also see that you are all kind people. Just because you are forced by the beautiful girls, you have to use me to pretend to be your daughter, and then send them away. The purpose is to protect your real daughter. I don't care about this. For a homeless person, it's the same everywhere.

"This, this..., that's great, you can understand us, we really..." Yue Niang was not stupid. When she finished her words, she suddenly burst into tears of gratitude: the strange girl in front of her is not only bright-hearted and skilful, but also looks at people, understanding. She was obviously cheated, and there is no complaint, let alone The meaning of revenge can't help but be so excited that he gently held Tang Yun's hand and said sincerely, "If you can help us with this big favor, our family will definitely be grateful to you, establish an immortal position, and worship it morning and evening."

"Yes, you can say whatever conditions you want. If we can do it, we will definitely do it for you." The staff also said with emotion.

But Tang Yuyun still smiled faintly and shook his head: "Thank you. At present, this is already very good. There is no need to change any more. Let's finish this dinner happily first."

After dinner, Yue Niang was more caring and considerate of her, and took this fake lady more seriously than the real lady. Four maids were dispatched in a row. One was the 13- or 14-year-old cute little maid Xiaoyu, the other was the cold-faced Xiaoyin who had just dressed up for her, the other was silent but diligent Xiaotang, and another experienced Aunt Du.

Tang Yuyun thought that he had first arrived in your place and didn't understand many local customs, so he let them serve him. Anyway, for more than 30 years, she has been cutting firewood and carrying water when she was a child. After becoming an agent, she used her blood, sweat and life to serve others.

The bright moon is shining, and the night is as cool as water. On the corridor all the way back to the wing room, four or five people dragged their own shadows and stepped on the quiet wooden board, sounding loudly. Those maidservants seemed to walk with worries, with a sad face and silence. A trace of tension permeated in the air. At dusk, they were also lucky to see Tang Jinyun's skills. At this time, they did not look down on Tang Jinyun because of her fakes, but respected and fearful, as if they were waiting for a princess.

At this time, Tang Yun couldn't help sighing gently: She finally came to this era, and from now on, she no longer has to worry about what killers and assassins will appear around her, and she doesn't have to worry about any impossible tasks suddenly coming from the organization. It was a free and happy time, but they treated her like a great enemy. They were cautious and refused to say anything, so they smiled, broke the loneliness in the night sky, and stopped and said to them, "Why don't you talk? How boring it is not to talk?"

Those maids also stopped, looked at her for a long time, and then replied, "Miss, we are just servants..."

Tang Jinyun turned his head and looked at the deep night sky outside. Liao was scattered with a few cold stars and sighed lonelyly: "In that distant country, I had to leave my relatives and go on the road alone. From then on, I have no friends, companions, or even my own name, although sometimes it is turbulent in front of me. People like the tide can't talk about the first half of the sentence..."

Turning her head back, her bun trembled slightly, Jin Bu shook slightly, and she smiled softly again, "Now that you come here, are you going to suffocate me to death?"

When they heard this, they all opened their mouths slightly and were surprised. Xiaoyu blurted out, "It turns out that your background is so tragic!"

"So I said, it doesn't matter where you go. Whether it's the past or the future, the mountains or the palace, whether there are people or no one, I'm used to it." Tang Yuyun heard someone say that she had a poor background for the first time, and his heart couldn't help but move, and his grievance almost poured out.

But her professional habits still calmed her down quickly and considered not revealing too many secrets.

"Well, let me tell you about our background, okay?" Xiaoyu's face smiled. At the insultation of Tang Yun, she immediately opened the conversation box.

"Hmm." Tang Yuyun nodded with great interest. She found that compared with the indifferent cement modernity, this era really implies too much approachable warmth. Here, she met a simple face that could not be found in high-rise buildings, met the sympathy that had long been lost in the city garden, and the warm words of the sisters next door.

Under her encouragement, Xiaoyu gradually let go of her mood and shared their personal affairs with her all the way. In a trance, she seemed to return to the happy time of laughing with her classmates after school when she was a child.

She found that she was beginning to like this era a little.

Passing by an arch, suddenly a few heavy coughs came from inside, adding a few discordant noises to their laughter, making them stop freely.

"Who lives in it?" Tang Yuyun looked at the shape of the arch, and there was just a small garden behind it.

"Well, Miss Hui, there is Mr. Yunting living in it." Xiaoyu replied quickly.

"Ms. Yunting?" Tang Yun heard that the voice was turbid and short, and she knew that it was a man, but her eyes flashed, "That means it's my brother?"

"No," Xiaoyin suddenly answered coldly, "It's my brother!"