She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

After getting dressed up, Qiao Zhenzhen sent Sanxiang and Mama Sun out, and practiced walking back and forth in the room.

To know the huge gap between ancient and modern times, a very important point is reflected in walking.

She doesn't go out these days.

Firstly, I am concerned about the marks on my neck, and secondly, it is a matter of manners.

Mo Yuying only has flaws in her character, but in other aspects she is a completely docile person.

After practicing diligently for several days, I finally stopped violating the rules.

Walking in small steps, the upper body is upright, the tassels do not dangle, and the forbidden steps do not make any sound.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled with satisfaction at herself in the mirror.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Sun's mother entered the inner room.

"They are coming soon. My wife is here with me. They are almost at the entrance of the hospital."

Qiao Zhenzhen put down the book in her hand and got off the couch. Mother Sun put on her shoes and smoothed her skirt.

For a girl from an earl's family, Wu personally accompanied her here, which was regarded as a compliment, and perhaps because she was her daughter's classmate.

Qiao Zhenzhen had no intention of delaying.

Generally, people who intend to intimidate others will be slapped in the face in the end.

She adjusted her facial expression, held Mama Sun's hand and walked out.

Two soft sedans stopped at the entrance of the courtyard.

The sedan in the front was naturally Wu's, and the sedan in the back came down from a young girl wearing a bright red dress with hundreds of butterflies, a flowered breast, and large sleeves.

There was quite a bit of arrogance in his demeanor.

The group of people turned around the screen wall, rockery verandah, and then crossed a small stone bridge. Under the bridge was a living water pond, with more than a dozen koi carp flicking their tails leisurely. Then they went forward to the open main courtyard.

Thinking about my living environment compared to here, it is a cramped living environment.

Envy and jealousy flashed in the girl's eyes.

Qiao Zhenzhen led Sun's mother and Sanxiang to wait in front of the corridor.

Before she could say anything to say hello to Mrs. Wu, the sixth girl from Uncle Guangyang's family stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Zhenzhen's hand, and said gratefully:

"Thank you very much, classmate Mo. You helped me find my Taxue. These days when it was lost, I really couldn't sleep or eat well. I couldn't eat or sleep well."

She emphasized the words 'my treading the snow'.

An old woman beside her pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

"Sixth Miss, don't be sad. It shows that you are sincere and sincere. No, Ta Xue will get her back!"

Qiao Zhenzhen's expression remained unchanged, but the four people standing behind her breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the angry shouts they imagined did not appear.

Qiao Zhenzhen even raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

She smiled.

With his eyes at a forty-five-degree angle, he scanned the girl who was dressed like a paid WeChat red envelope from bottom to top.

She felt that too many butterflies and flowers were disturbing her eyes.

It was the same feeling as when she started reading traditional Chinese books before she recovered from her illness.

Dashun is from an imaginary era, but she is not crazy enough to use simplified Chinese characters.

Now that I think about it, she really could have been a little more crazy.

This girl's chin is very pointed, and she doesn't know how to leave white space when wearing clothes.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled, took her hand out of hers, and passed it to the side, "Wipe it."

Everyone was stunned.

Dongxiang was the most obedient. When everyone was stunned, she had already subconsciously taken out her handkerchief and stepped forward to wipe Qiao Zhenzhen's delicate white jade hand all over.

Miss Peng Liu's cheeks turned red.

Sure enough, Mo Yuying is still so annoying!

The nanny next to her even pursed her lips, showing a mean look.

No one said a word, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Mrs. Wu opened her mouth, thinking of saying something to help her daughter, but she didn't know how to say it properly. She just wished she didn't have her husband's good eloquence.

Before she could think about it, she heard Qiao Zhenzhen say: "I'm sorry, it's not directed at you, it's because I hugged the cat before and didn't wash my hands."

"you!"

The word 'you' was bitten between Miss Six's teeth.

The old mama winked at her and said, "Don't be impatient."

Qiao Zhenzhen ignored their complaints.

After walking around, he moved lightly to Mrs. Wu with lotus steps, saluted, and said, "Greetings to my mother."

To outsiders, she used the more formal title of 'mother' and behaved respectfully and dignifiedly.

Of course, except for the word 'tsa' at the beginning.

Qiao Zhenzhen asked knowingly:

"There are so many people here today, it's really lively. Is there anything important?"

Just as Mrs. Wu was about to speak, the nanny next to the sixth girl said rudely: "Yesterday, our uncle's house sent someone to pick up the cat. Unexpectedly, the girl from the Mo family refused to give it to her and asked us to come in person. Today we are here Please ask Miss Mo to return the cat."

Qiao Zhenzhen held Wu's arm without even looking at her.

"Mom, follow me in for a cup of tea. If you want anything, let's sit down and talk."

Mrs. Wu was apologetic at first, but now she ignored Guangyang Bo's group and entered the main room with her daughter with a smile, while praising her for dressing up smartly today.

A girl from Guangyang's uncle's family, her nanny and two maids were left hanging where they were.

No one greeted them.

Miss Peng Liu held back her breath for the time being and led the others into the house following her.

Everyone sat down separately.

Three incense serves tea and snacks.

"Everyone, try these jasmine tablets, especially classmate Peng."

Qiao Zhenzhen followed Peng Liu's name, mainly because she didn't know the girl's name.

"You said you haven't been able to sleep well for several days. The jasmine flowers just soothe your nerves. Please drink more."

The dried jasmine flowers and green tea are pressed into slices and gradually bloom in the cup. The aroma is refreshing, fresh and quiet.

Qiao Zhenzhen likes it very much.

But Peng Liu was not in the mood to drink tea. After taking a sip, he said, "Why don't you see Ta Xue?"

Qiao Zhenzhen took a sip of tea and then gently put the tea cup down, "Is your cat's name Taxue?"

Peng Liu smiled and said, "Yes, because its four claws are white, so I named it Ta Xue."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded, "Are there any other characteristics?"

Peng Liu gestured to his mouth, "This circle is white."

It has similar characteristics to Ten Thousand, but...

Qiao Zhenzhen looked at Wu and found that Wu's eyes were wandering, and she felt confident.

Qiao Zhenzhen said helplessly and disapprovingly: "Mother..."

Wu laughed dryly.

"You sent people to each house to ask if you had revealed the characteristics of Ten Thousand?"

Peng Liu was stunned. He didn't expect Mo Yuying to be so sensitive today. She was a famous idiot beauty who could only hit straight balls.

Now that I think about it, what I said before, I thought it established the main theme of this talk, but I didn't expect that she would question it, or even get angry.

Faced with her daughter's reproachful gaze, Mrs. Wu stuttered, "Aren't these all my good intentions?"

"You have good intentions, but you do bad things with good intentions."

Qiao Zhenzhen sighed, asked Sun's mother to hold an embroidery pier, sat under Wu's head, held her hand and said:

"I know mother means well, but you made the characteristics of Ten Thousand too obvious. If someone comes to pretend to claim it, it will be difficult for us to distinguish."

Peng Liuteng stood up and said loudly: "What do you mean?!"

The old lady beside her helped: "My girl is the legitimate daughter of Uncle Guangyang. Will she come to pretend to be a raccoon slave from you?!"

Qiao Zhenzhen didn't compete with them on who had the loudest voice. She said to Wu:

"I blame me for not making it clear to you last time. Among the raccoon slaves, the yellow raccoon slave is the most valuable, and the best among the yellow raccoon slaves is the golden tiger, which is worth a hundred taels. The top-grade golden tiger can be sold for More than three hundred taels."

Wu, a person who has experienced hardships, was surprised: "A cat is so expensive."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded.

"Although Ten Wan is an ordinary yellow civet cat, its colors are beautiful and symmetrical. I don't think it will be a problem to sell it for seventy or eighty taels."

Peng Liu's grandma interrupted again: "How could our Peng family want these dozens of taels of silver!"