Calm Little Lady: The Queen's Leisurely Life

Chapter 15 The Return of the Master [2]

【Master Returns【2】】

The new guy looked at the small figure that was getting farther and farther away in the morning mist, touched his head and muttered to himself: "Can running also be used to practice?"

When Diudiu passed by "Linji Steamed Bun Shop", he bought a few steamed buns, vegetarian stuffing, meat stuffing and three delicacies stuffing. Before leaving, the owner, Uncle Lin, specially sent a copy of the latest research and development. soup dumplings.

Diudiu took out the copper coins he had saved on weekdays to pay the bill, and went home with the buns.

When I got home, the godmother hadn't woken up yet, and Xuelang was sleeping soundly on her little bed.

Diudiu took off his hat and sandbag, put the buns on the Eight Immortals table in the main room, and went to the well in the backyard to fetch water to wash.

Then I went back to the west wing, faced the bronze mirror on the dressing table, and applied a thin layer of homemade mint cream on my face, instantly filling the room with a cool and elegant mint aroma.

Snow Wolf, who was sleeping soundly, trembled at the tip of his nose, and suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the slender figure in front of the dressing table with some blank eyes mixed with curiosity.

Diu Diu massaged gently on his face for a while, then shook out the braid and combed it again.

Thick and black hair like seaweed poured out from behind, gathered again at her nimble fingertips, turned into a long braid, tied it with a rope, and flung it behind her hand, the braid followed the movement. The waist swings playfully.

After tidying himself up, he lost sight of the snow wolf on the bed|, secretly made a face, turned around and went straight to the kitchen to make breakfast.

I boiled thick red dates and rice porridge, boiled a few more eggs, and then picked two fresh cucumbers in the yard and slapped them for salad.

At this time, slight footsteps came from the yard.

When Diudiu walked to the door of the kitchen, he saw a young woman in a thorn hairpin sarong walking over.

It seems that he is only in his 20s, but his sideburns are slightly gray, his appearance is beautiful, his figure is slender, and there is a trace of sadness between his brows and eyes.

Although the coarse cloth dress does not use powder or daisy, the gestures of the hands and feet reveal the elegance of a lady.

Seeing Diudiu standing at the door of the kitchen, a warm smile finally appeared on the woman's face.

"Godmother, did you stay up late last night?" Diu Diu went up to meet her, hugged the woman's thin waist, raised her small face, and looked at the shadows under her eyes with distress.

This young woman is Diudiu's godmother, surnamed Chen, and everyone who knows her calls her Mrs. Chen.

(End of this chapter)