Three young grandmothers

Chapter 8
It's a good night's sleep.

Regarding the act of covering the quilt, for Mo Zixu, it was just out of ordinary concern for "roommates". She also knew that in the eyes of Third Young Master Qi, it might be a matter of course.

Take your husband as your god.

Early the next morning, when Mo Zixu opened his eyes, his side was already empty. The red quilt he had covered last night was piled up beside her in a mess. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched it. Feeling the temperature inside, it was already a little cold. Obviously, her so-called husband had already woken up.

Could it be that he went to the casino again?
Cursing her lips, she secretly sighed at the idleness of ancient men, and at the same time called "Liu'er".

Liu'er must have woken up early too, as soon as she heard her call, she came in from the side room with a basin of hot water for her to wash.

Mo Zixu couldn't help giving Liu'er a smile, she was not used to being served by others, so she always felt embarrassed.

Liu'er picked out a new red dress for her to change into. This was not her wedding dress on her wedding day. On her wedding day, her wedding dress was embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, but the one she wore today was simply embroidered A hundred flowers are blooming.

She touched the fabric. Regarding the texture of the fabric, although she has changed her body, she still has the concept and expertise. It should be cut from the same piece of fabric.

During the process of changing clothes, Zhu'er also came in, saying, "Young Mistress, you are awake." He walked straight to the bed, apparently to make the bed.

Mo Zixu didn't pay much attention at first, but when she saw Zhu'er froze while arranging the white satin, she realized that she had been scored "zero" unknowingly last night.

In the eyes of women in this era, Bai Duan is still flawless, does it prove her incompetence?
Otherwise, it is to prove that she is already wrong!

This problem is more serious.

Do as the Romans do, she originally wanted to explain a few words to save her reputation, but after thinking about it, who knew that this body was really a virgin?In case stealing the chicken doesn't pay off the rice...

Just as he was hesitating, Liu'er spoke, "Sister Zhu'er, don't look at it, it's not like you don't know what time our young master came back yesterday, he was drunk and hadn't slept for a few hours before he got up and left the mansion , when he left this morning, he knocked down the red lantern you put up at the door last night, look at his anxious look, how could he have time to take care of our young mistress last night?"

Liu'er's tone was obviously a grievance for her own lady, because they were all servant girls in the same room, so there was no hindrance to talking to each other.

Zhu'er didn't respond, just nodded, then folded the white satin and continued to make the bed.

Mo Zixu looked puzzled, and at night, he realized that the bed had been covered with a new white satin, and the one from last night had already been given to the eldest lady.

This is something.

Besides, when Mo Zixu was sitting in front of the bronze mirror by Liu Er to comb his hair, Zhu Er roughly talked about the rules of the Qi family. The lord, the lady, and the wives of each room offered tea.

Mo Zixu had just entered the Qi family's door, and this was the first time to offer tea, so he had to join his uncles and sister-in-laws in the same generation, and it could be omitted in the future.And the unmarried sisters-in-law in the mansion, after serving tea, came to the wedding room to ask for hipa.

As for the standard movements when serving tea, Zhu'er didn't say anything, probably thinking that even though the three young mistresses had lost their memory, the rules should be engraved in their bones, so they felt relieved not to mention them.

Mo Zixu had nothing to do, he could only rack his brains to recall how he acted in the novels and TV shows he had read, and even thought of the kneeling posture in "Dae Jang Geum", feeling that Jang Geum bowed with his hands over his head The appearance is quite humble, but also reliable.

This is the first breakfast in Qi's house, which is still served in his own room.

It was said that the eldest lady had sent a word that she caught the wind chill when she got up in the cold morning, so she was not allowed to go to the dining hall to eat so early.

After breakfast, it was the pitch-black concoction again. While Liu'er and Zhu'er were tidying up, she secretly poured it into the potted plant again. This was the third bowl of concoction she had poured out, and she didn't know which one it was. How much did the old doctor give her?

There was still more than half an hour between breakfast and tea service, Liu'er seemed to see that her lady was bored, so she found a few books from somewhere.

Mo Zixu flipped through it casually, and it became more and more boring, not to mention how hard to read those small seal scripts, the stereotyped and conservative plot also made her sleepy again and again.Perhaps, she should look for an opportunity to let Liu'er secretly get some banned books from the current dynasty and take a look.

It was finally time for the tea ceremony.

Mo Zixu walked out with Liu'er's support, and when he was at the door, he saw a big red lantern standing on three supports by the roadside in front of the door. , whichever room the master spends the night in, red lanterns will be lit at the door of the room to show the glory of women.

Mo Zixu couldn't help but quietly pouted again, feudalism!

Under Zhu'er's guidance, Mo Zixu arrived at the inner hall where the tea was served, and followed the example on TV. She lowered her head and just secretly raised her eyelids for a week. After being rescued from the pond yesterday, although most of them just met in a hurry, but now she can clearly distinguish who appeared yesterday.

"Hey, the third young lady is here, come and meet the old lady."

The one who spoke was a woman standing by the front seat, probably the nanny who took care of the old man.

And the one sitting in the front seat shaking his hands and legs, no need to ask, it is naturally the old man.

Mo Zixu walked over in small steps, God knows, she almost staggered and fell a few times.But outsiders seem to think that she behaves well and is very satisfied. Some people are even suspicious: they say that the three young mistresses have amnesia, but they look no different from normal people.

Walking in front of the old man, she knelt down gracefully, took the tea bowl handed over by the nanny, and raised it above her head, "Grandfather, please drink tea."

The nanny whispered a few words in the old man's ear with a smile on his face, but Mo Zixu didn't dare to raise his head, so he kept holding it high, and he could vaguely see the old man's trembling hand stretching towards her.

(End of this chapter)