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Busy until dinner, I finally sent everyone away, but several of the maids had to make an appointment for tomorrow because they came too late.

Bitong put away the various rewards on the table and happily held them in front of Cheng Xueyan: "Girl, I'm afraid this is the girl's salary for a year in Guanju Hall..."

Cheng Xueyan moved her sore fingers and smiled with satisfaction.

No matter what she receives, she throws it on the table so that everyone can see it. So, who else is embarrassed not to leave anything behind? And those things are not expensive, and who is willing to lose? It's just that she didn't expect that the girl had these treasures in their hands. Chengfu is worthy of being an official eunuch. Since they are all rewarded by their masters, then the next step should be...

She picked out a piece of sheep fat butterfly jade pendant: "You go to Manxue Pavilion tomorrow and return this jade pendant to Miaotong. This girl has to give this to me..."

"Just take it. This is also Miaotong's intention. Last time I got a silk flower, I always wanted to thank the girl. If she returns it, she will definitely be annoyed..."

"Two pieces of silk are worthless, and it's not easy for you to earn that little money every month..."

"Does the girl really think that the maidservants are having a hard time?" Bitong's index finger drew the pattern of the jade pendant: "Take the golden pendant as an example, it must have been rewarded on his wife's birthday. There are not many monthly cases on weekdays, but if the masters are in a good mood, they can reach the monthly cases of slaves for a year..."

Cheng Xueyan thought about it, but suddenly remembered that she had not rewarded her anything since she gave Bitong an emerald bracelet. It is reasonable that Bitong has also helped her a lot inside and outside, but she has never asked for rewards. The performance was successful. She thanked this and that, but left her alone, who had been busy with her. Whether she regarded her as her own family or followed the local customs and was infected with class discrimination. She couldn't tell, but she was very sorry and hurriedly said, "Let's see what you like?"

Bitong was stunned. It was expected that what she had just said made the master more careful. She quickly knelt down and said, "I don't want to ask the girl for any reward, as long as the girl doesn't dislike the stupidity..."

"How can I dislike you?" Cheng Xueyan pulled her up and said, "Don't say 'reward'. I really want to give it to you. These days, I'm only busy with my own affairs and actually ignore you. If you refuse, I'm sorry. In fact, although we are the master's servants, you have been with me for so long, thinking about me everywhere, and your sisters are nothing more than that..."

"The girl's words are heavy," Bitong, although she can't afford it, she is really moved: "Which slave does not think about her master? The master is a tree, and the maidservant is a vine. It always takes trees to grow green..."

"That being said, our feelings are priceless. If you refuse again, you will meet me..."

Bitong was in a dilemma. She looked at the mutton jade pendant in her hand and suddenly smiled: "Girl, just give me this. Usually, Miaotong likes this jade pendant the most. Wait for me to take her to see what she says.

Cheng Xueyan thought for a moment and picked out a little golden thing: "Since it is Miaotong's favorite thing, you can put it away for her. Don't show it off. This golden gong..."

After all, Bitong couldn't refuse, so she had to accept it.

I was really tired after a busy day. After bathing, Cheng Xueyan yawned while drawing a series of hair cutting utensils on paper. She doesn't have to worry that someone will imitate this. Anyway, even if she takes it, she may not be able to use it.

Bitong made the bed and came to see what she drew: "Is the girl going to cut her hair?"

"Well, that scissors don't fit today. If you use these tools, I promise to dress you up like immortals..."

Bitong's eyes lit up and turned dark: "I don't know if there will be any trouble..."

There is only silver, so what's the trouble?

Seeing that she was still in high spirits, Bitong couldn't help but continue to say, "I'm afraid that my wife will come to find the girl..."

"She came just in time!"

Cheng Xueyan seemed to see a big ingot on a fishing rod, and she jumped around happily below.

"Girls have extra hair cut for them today!"

Cheng Xueyan immediately picked up a little golden pincer and shook it in front of her, smiling.

"This is trouble!" Bitong couldn't help but worry when she saw that she was worried.

"What's the trouble?"

Gold shines sacredly in the dim yellow light.

"If a girl gets married, will she be willing to look at her father-in-law's eyes and only revolve around the girl?"

Bitong stamped her feet and said this sentence with a red face.

So that's it... Cheng Xueyan finally understood why Du Mizhen chose so many difficult figures to put in the room.

It is unknown whether Bitong's miscalculation or Du Mizhen's reaction is slow. Anyway, when she went to Furongtang the next day, Du Mizhen just stared at her hair for a long time, and then looked at her daughter Cheng Xueyao thoughtfully.

Cheng Xueyao's hair is a little messy, her eyes are a little red, and her cheeks are bulging and she doesn't speak.

Du Yingzi shook a few words as usual. Finally, Cheng Xueyan politely said that she could cut her hair for free. She specially emphasized the word "free", but when she saw Du Yingzi's uncertain face, she reached the last pat on her thigh: "I'm at this age, what should I dress for? It's okay if my master is at home, but he is doing business now. If I make it fancy, it won't be funny?

With that, he helplessly held a large handful of hairpins inserted on the bun.

Dai Zhen is sincere. He only said that he would go to Yanran Pavilion to have a look after teaching.

Du Yingzi snorted softly: "Dai Zhen, women are those who please themselves. Normally, you are not young. You stay in Cheng's house all day long. Who do you dress up for?

Dai Zhen blushed and stopped talking.

Qin Gulan made a relationship with the other party because she refused to help Cheng Xueyan perform. She also touched a few soft and hard nails at Cheng Xueyan. She was also very interesting and did not move forward. She only shook the fan of the white silk embroidered Yueji and smiled decently, but her eyes turned on Cheng Xueyan's Liu Sea for a long time, and then fell on her temples. On the "vine" on one side.

This grapevine was made by rolling wet hair with a paper tube before going to bed last night. Bitong thought she was afraid of trouble in the brazier, but who knew that she was afraid of hurting her hair.

Cheng Xueyan was satisfied with the situation in front of her. She gave a very elegant gift and went to Guan Juguan.

When I approached Fantine, my heart became inexplicably nervous.

Bitong only felt that the girl's hand on her wrist was tightened, and then she saw that the girl's face had changed.

"Girl, are you uncomfortable?"

Cheng Xueyan shook her head.

When he arrived at the door of Fangting, he stopped, looked at the shadow cast on the wall to see if the newly cut bangs were messy, and took a deep breath before entering the door.

There is no one in the house...

The heart that has been hanging for a long time seems to be relieved, but it has been sinking, always sinking...

Bitong couldn't help but worry when she saw that her face was wrong.

Ruizhu entered the door with tea and found that Mr. Cheng seemed to be a little strange today.

Cheng Xueyan drank two sips of tea sullenly and seemed to inadvertently ask, "What courses have been opened in Guanjiu Hall today?"

"Mr. Cheng's singing, Mr. Dai's painting, Mr. Ning's poetry, Mr. Kuang's chess..."

Cheng Xueyan stopped with her lips and still sipped as if nothing had happened, but she heard Ruizhu say, "by the way, Mr. Kuang's teaching stopped today..."

"Why?"

replied with almost no hesitation, but no one cared.

"Isn't this the Dragon Boat Festival? Some gentlemen went back for the holiday, and Mr. Li has been gone for three days..."

"You know..."

She wanted to ask Ruizhu if she knew where Kuang Zichen's family was, but immediately found that this question was not appropriate. Moreover, even if she knew what could happen, she temporarily changed it to: "I don't know where Mr. Li's house is. I heard that the rice dumplings she made have a unique flavor, but unfortunately I can't taste it..."

Ruizhu smiled and said, "Sir, don't have to worry about it. Mr. Li has already wrapped the rice dumplings in ice water and asked me to keep it. Originally, he said that he would wait until the Dragon Boat Festival to send it to Yanran Pavilion, but Mr. Qiao mentioned it today. Later, after the teaching is over, he will have to trouble Sister Bitong to take it."

"Mr. Li's zongzi is so rare." Bitong's eyes lit up: "How much is the package? I didn't expect that I could borrow the girl's light and eat a few..."

Cheng Xueyan finally couldn't help laughing: "I'm so greedy, but I'll give you a reward for being so greedy."

"One," Bitong seemed to be a little unwilling, but then became happy: "There are not many, more than some people can't eat any of them, so they can only look better..."

Ruizhu knew that she was talking about herself, but it was difficult to revenge because of the rules. As a result, Bitong smiled sinisterly.

Cheng Xueyan was also happy to see that they were all happy and harmonious, and the empty feeling in her heart seemed to disappear. When she came to Yungexuan, she was simply swallowed up by the excited craze.

The singing art has been temporarily changed to hairdressing. Many girls have a clear division of labor, some have received image transformation, some are guarding the ** zone, and some are singing loudly to confuse the enemy's sight...

But after all, an hour is too short. It's my turn to be happy, and it's not my turn to be angry. I can't wait to pull down the former's hair.

Cheng Xueyan just wanted to make some money, and the bloody riot was not her pursuit at all, but the following things were greatly beyond her expectation.

Although she also left Guanji Hall safely, some girls slipped to Yanran Pavilion from time to time throughout the afternoon. So on this day, Cheng's house was very chaotic. After struggling to catch the twelfth girl in Guanju Hall, she couldn't bear to complain to her wife.

Du Mizhen sat in the highest seat of Furong Hall, and her face was so gloomy that it was about to thunder. On both sides sat the gentlemen and important people in the house. The Mother of Guanju Hall stood aside, and the large-scale gloating obviously covered a few worries.

Among them, Qin Gulan smiled extremely implicitly, or still kept her always decent smile.

There was her piano teaching in the afternoon... She learned about the morning from a girl and reminded her of her...

"Xueyan, what's going on?"

Madam's opening is very light-stated.

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