Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Lu Qingqing waited for a cup of tea after Biyun reported back, and then Chu Haochen came over.

"Why did you come here? Did something bother you?"

Lu Qingqing raised her eyebrows and asked. She has not been pregnant for a long time. In addition, after giving birth to a child, she loves to think wildly and becomes worried about gains and losses.

At this time, Chu Haochen felt a little bit playful towards Chu Haochen. Chu Haochen waved away Biyun, slowly walked to the bed and sat down.

Holding Lu Qingqing in his arms, he raised her chin and asked jokingly: "Why does Qing'er want to be her husband? My husband happened to have something to deal with, so he came a little late."

Lu Qingqing patted Chu Haochen's fingers off, leaned her head on his shoulder, and just listened to his heartbeat quietly.

This way she feels very at ease.

Chu Haochen seemed to sense that Qing'er's mood was not quite right, so he put his arms around her and coaxed her softly.

"I will spend more time with you and the child from now on, and don't think too much."

Lu Qingqing leaned in his arms and smelled the scent of sandalwood on his body. A happy smile appeared on the corners of her lips. She nodded gently and told him to take care of his body.

She suddenly remembered the reason why she came to find Chu Haochen, and slowly withdrew from Chu Haochen's arms, looked at him and asked in a solemn voice, frowning:

"Who spread the rumor to you?"

Chu Haochen paused after hearing this. This subtle detail was noticed by Lu Qingqing, and speculation suddenly surged in his heart.

But she still waited calmly for Chu Haochen's answer.

"Mo Si went to investigate. It's Qingli. I will give you an explanation for this matter."

They didn't know that Bao'er, who had come to deliver something for Nanny Feng, happened to hear the rumors outside the door that Qingli was responsible for the recent rumors about the master and the young master.

She was petty and had a bad temper, so she turned around and walked out of the courtyard, and happened to meet Biyun at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Sister Biyun, can you help Bao'er deliver this to the master? The prince is here, I...I don't dare..."

Bao'er lowered his head as he spoke, his little eyes watching his shoes scraping on the ground, and his voice became lower and lower.

Biyun chuckled and took the food box from her hand. Inside was red bean paste specially made for the master, which the master wanted to drink.

"Okay, go ahead and leave this to Sister Biyun." Biyun pursed her lips and smiled softly.

Bao'er watched Sister Biyun carry the food box into the master's room, then she left with peace of mind, turned and walked towards the guest house.

The servants in the yard liked to tease Bao'er when they saw her. Unexpectedly, this little girl's face was particularly gloomy today, and she didn't even smile.

When they came to the guest house, the little maid was cleaning the yard. When she saw Bao'er, before she could say anything, Bao'er kicked the door of the room.

The little girl thought about what her master said to her, asking her to be a personal maid beside the young lady from now on. Her grandmother and mother had always told her to protect her master and his little master.

Today she was going to teach this damn woman a lesson for daring to arrange her master and mistress outside.

There was a "bang" sound as the door was kicked open by Bao'er. Qingli was startled. She sat up from the couch and looked towards the door. When she saw a little girl no taller than three pieces of tofu.

Qingli stretched out her hand and patted her chest, breathed out a sigh of relief, and then scolded Baoer with sharp eyes and displeasure:

"Who are you, little girl? You are really uneducated. Aren't you afraid that this girl will go looking for your adults?"

The sweeping maid in the yard quickly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pull Bao'er's arm. She glanced at Qingli's dark face tremblingly, and then whispered to Bao'er.

"Don't blame me, Miss Qingli. Bao'er is still young and is Grandma Feng's granddaughter. Bao'er can't be so rude, otherwise the master will be angry."

With a stern look in Bao'er's eyes, he angrily threw away the maid's hand and stretched out his chubby little finger to point at Qingli.

"You are the one arranging my master and mistress outside, right?"

After hearing this, Qingli smiled instead of getting angry. She raised her head to her lips and laughed with a touch of coquettishness.

"Does your master know you are here? Who gave you the courage for a servant of yours to accuse me, a guest?"

Baoer was young and didn't understand the adults' thoughts, so he continued to ask if she did it.

Qingli laughed at her amuse, and then slowly walked to Bao'er, looking down at Bao'er with her arms folded across her chest.

"What if I did it? What if it wasn't me?" As she spoke, Qingli reached out and touched Bao'er's forehead, leaning over and asking her proudly, what could a servant's child do to her?

Bao'er's temper was immediately aroused, he slapped her hand away, and before she could react, Bao'er's calf kicked up.

"Miss Bao, let me tell you what to do!" Bao'er kicked Qingli to the ground, immediately jumped on Qingli's body, and slapped her little hand towards Qingli's face.

Qingli didn't expect that although Bao'er was small, his strength was not bad. She really suspected that he was a little monster.

"Stop it, you little bastard, how dare you hit me."

Qingli protected her unrefined face, fearing that she would be injured by Bao'er and would no longer be able to seduce her prince.

She reached out and pushed Bao'er hard, but Bao'er had learned martial arts and followed Lu Er and Yu Heng, the magic doctor.

Seeing that she couldn't get rid of Bao'er, Qingli put her hands on her waist and legs, looking for opportunities to pinch her.

"Ah!...Stop it, stop it quickly." Qingli's hair was caught in Bao'er's hand, and the other small hand was beating her face and body wildly.

At this moment, the little maid outside the door hurriedly ran forward to pull Bao'er, but Bao'er was restrained like this, causing Qingli to turn over and grab Bao'er's hair bun to slap her on the cheek. .

Bao'er irritably shook off the maid who was holding her, "You go aside."

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot and kicked Qingli, but he had short calves after all, and was suddenly slapped on the head by Qingli's long arm.

This slap was not light, and it made Bao'er's head buzz.

Qingli pinched her body several times, "Hiss..."

Seeing that she couldn't keep the two of them apart, the little maid hurriedly ran out of the yard to look for Nanny Feng in the kitchen.

At this time, Biyun, the cook, just sent the food box back, "Mommy, I brought back the food box."

Aunt Feng put down what she was doing, turned around and saw Biyun, taking the food box with a smile, and then asked Bao'er doubtfully if this girl was lazy again? Why didn't she bring the food box back?

Biyun pursed her lips and chuckled. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the little maid outside the door calling out to Nanny Feng breathlessly.

"Huh...Feng...Mother Feng started a fight...a fight started."

Aunt Feng, Biyun and Aunt Wang in the kitchen looked toward the door and saw the little maid who was sweeping the guest house standing at the door frame, breathing heavily and unable to say a complete sentence.