Chapter 112 Good dog is not in the way
Xia He and Dong Yu look at each other. Such a young lady is so majestic! If the young lady is a man, she must be a powerful general who is not inferior to the master.
Xiao Luo, who was a little embarrassed by the worship of Xia He and Dongyu, smiled and said, "Sister Xia He, Sister Dongyu, don't look at Luoer with such eyes. Be careful."
Xia He and Dong Yu smiled, and the young lady actually blushed. You know, since the young lady recovered from her illness, her temperament has changed a lot. She is bold and casual. She always says something that makes the girl's family blush, but she herself looks serious, but she didn't expect that today's young lady also blushed.
"Cough... What are you laughing at?" Xiaoluo looked at the two people smiling happily for no reason. Didn't he say anything funny just now?
"Miss, you are blushing!" Dongyu covered his little mouth and still couldn't help smiling, and his big watery eyes were also narrowed into crescents.
Xiao Luo was slightly embarrassed, but he just blushed, which could also make them smile like this. Have you never blushed? After thinking about it carefully, Xiao Luo really found that since he came here, he really didn't seem to blush? Except for the time when I was seduced by the nervous prince
Usually, I say some erotic words to tease Xia He and Dongyu. Today, it is rare for me to blush. It's strange that they don't smile.
"Well, Sister Dongyu, Sister Xia He, your laughing point is too low, isn't it? It's just blushing and laughing for so long!" Xiao Luo glanced at his mouth and said.
Dongyu and Xia He looked at each other and said silently in their hearts. They didn't know who teased them at the beginning, which made them blush. As a result, they laughed at the whole column of incense.
"Uh..." Xiaoluo guessed their thoughts when he saw the expressions of Xia He and Dongyu. His face was embarrassed and quickly changed the topic. "Well, it's a nice day today. How about we go out for a walk?"
It's not so much to change the topic as to say that Xiao Luo really wants to go to the government. Since marrying the nervous prince, I haven't been out of the house for a while.
When Xia He and Dongyu heard that they were going out to play, they suddenly became excited. But the excitement lasted for less than three seconds and then wither. Miss, can we leave the house at will?
Now everyone is in the Seven Kings Mansion, not in the Lin Mansion. I'm afraid it's difficult to leave the house at will, right?
"What? Although I'm not the princess, at least I'm the wife of the seventh prince. Can't I go out of the house? Xiao Luo rolled his eyes and said.
"Wife? What is it? Dongyu asked curiously with his head tilted.
"Uh... my wife is not a thing. No, wife is a thing... It's not right. Oh, wife means wife, wife, do you understand?" I was stunned by my own words. What's the matter? Xiaoluo patted his head. Has his head become stupid after staying in ancient times for a long time?
Dongyu and Xia He were amused again by the incoherent cute appearance of the young lady. They have only heard of a man calling his woman a wife, madam, and a bitch. The word wife is really unheard of.
"Don't laugh! If you laugh again, I won't take you out of the house!" The two sisters laughed at one after another. Xiaoluo couldn't lose face and hurriedly used his killer mace.
This move really worked. When Xia He and Dongyu heard that Miss did not take themselves out of the house, they quickly stopped laughing, and their small faces instantly changed into clothes with a pitiful look.
"Miss, the maidservant doesn't laugh. Don't leave the maidservant alone!" Dongyu looked pitifully and looked at Xiao Luo and said miserably.
Xiaoluo was completely defeated. Dongyu's invincible and cute expression was really... Xiaoluo couldn't bear to leave them behind!" Sister Dongyu, has anyone said that you are very suitable for acting? Your expression changes too fast, and it is so realistic.
If it is put in modern times, Dongyu and Xia He's superb acting skills will definitely win the Oscar! The flowers and branches that laughed a second ago trembled, and the next second they could cry. This conversion to the play was too fast!
"acting? Does it mean the same as the actor on the stage? Dongyu said dissatisfiedly, "Miss, no matter how poor I am, I won't be an actor."
stunned by Dongyu's disgusted look, Xiao Luo looked at Xia He strangely and found that there was also a trace of disgust on her face, and she couldn't help but be more curious. Sister Dongyu, why do you say that?
Dongyu first glanced at Xia He and then looked up at the young lady. She wondered whether to tell the young lady. She was afraid that it would make the young lady unhappy, so she didn't take herself out of the house.
Seeing that Dongyu didn't speak, Xiao Luo became more and more curious. Is this actor a very bad job? Sister Dongyu, why do you hate actors so much?
Hearing the young lady ask again, Dongyu gritted his teeth and said in his heart, "Miss, all actors are low-made people. Slave maidservants, slave maidservants will never be actors."
The next work? Xiaoluo was stunned when he heard this. The actor was just singing a big play. Why did he do it? Sister Dongyu and Sister Xia He, the actors are very hard. Making money from their labor is worthy of our respect.
Although Xiao Luo doesn't like opera and feels that the procrastinating singing is easy to hypnotize people to fall asleep, this does not mean that she hates opera.
On the contrary, opera is the treasure of the Chinese nation, which has been inherited for 5,000 years, and those actors in heavy costumes work hard to interpret the Chinese treasures on the stage, which is what Xiao Luo admires most.
"Miss, my maidservant's mother has told me since she was a child that even if she cooks a cow and a horse and goes to beg for food, she can't be reduced to being an actor and a fireworks woman... Those two people are the worst." Dongyu carefully glanced at the young lady and said.
A actor and a fireworks woman? Xiao Luo was stunned, even though he understood. The common people think that actors, like fireworks women, earn money by selling laughter, so they classify them as the same kind of people.
"Sister Dongyu, Sister Xia He, in fact, whether it is a maid, a beggar, an actor, or a fireworks woman, anyone who earns money through their own labor, does not steal, does not rob, does not lie, it is clean silver. However, Luo Er knew that the two sisters may not be able to figure out or accept these words. Luoer is not the savior. She doesn't have the great heart to change this deep-rooted mind. One day, the world will tell you that they are not subordinates.
Xiao Luo didn't know how he could say such a thing, as if he thought of it and said it. Thousands of years later, there will really be earth-shaking changes.
Actors and actors are the objects of people's enthusiastic pursuit. The fate of fireworks women is no longer bumpy and difficult, and the scale of people's ideological acceptance is becoming more and more generous, all of which will gradually change over time.
Xia He and Dong Yu really don't understand the meaning of Miss's words. They only know that Miss's words are too shocking. The two were even wondering where the strange thoughts in the lady's mind came from.
It seems that the young lady has changed since she recovered from her illness. She not only knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also knows a lot of strange things, and a few new words come up from time to time... All of this is hard to figure out.
Seeing the blank expression of Dongyu and Xia He, Xiao Luo sighed a long breath. This topic seemed to be a little dull! Well, don't think about it. Sister Dongyu, go and get clothes for Luo Er. Let's go shopping!"
Maybe he was stunned by the young lady's shocking words, and Dongyu and Xia He did not react.
Seeing Dongyu standing motionless, Xiao Luo pinched his voice and shouted, "I heard that a new snack shop has opened on the street, and the snacks there are delicious! However, that shop only sells 30 snacks a day, and you can't buy them if you go late.
As soon as Xiaoluo's voice fell, Dongyu came to his senses and looked at the lady blankly and asked, "Miss, are you talking to the maidservant?"
Puff... Xiaoluo almost vomited blood. She spoke so loudly, but she still didn't hear it?" Forget it, Sister Xia He, you'd better go. Count on Sister Dongyu, we will collapse and go out of the house today.
Xia He also just recovered. Hearing the young lady's order, she quickly responded and retreated.
"Miss..." was disliked by the young lady without concealment, and Dong Yu's heart became cold in an instant. With a squeaked mouth, Dongyu looked pitiful that was about to be abandoned. He looked at Xiao Luo and said, "Miss, please don't leave your maidservant alone..."
Xiao Luo was embarrassed. Dong Yu Nizi's biggest trick was to be cute and coquettish. People who didn't know saw it and thought they were bullying her. Sister Dongyu, if you want to leave the house, go and change your clothes!"
Seeing that the young lady did not intend to leave her own intention, Dongyu quickly put away the pitiful appearance and happily went to change her clothes.
Xiao Luo, who was stunned by the unique trick of changing his expression at the moment of Dongyu, called himself deceived!
After half a cup of tea, the three packed up and went out of the West Courtyard with silver. Along the way, the three of them secretly walked towards the backyard like thieves.
Maybe it's because of good luck that the backyard, which is always full of people, didn't touch a maid today. It was not until the three of them stood in front of the backyard door that Xiao Luo shouted long live!
"Haha, it seems that God really helped me today that I can get out of the house so smoothly!" Xiao Luo hummed a small tune, reached out to pull the bolt of the backyard door, and unconsciously noticed that his sleeves had been pulled.
Xiaoluo looked back and saw Dongyu, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Sister Dongyu? If there is anything, you'd better go out first, otherwise it will be difficult to go out after someone comes.