Oh my god, I became the vicious stepmother of four villains

Xia Yingying pondered for a long time and couldn't figure out who Lu Zeren was talking about. So she shook her head and waited for Lu Ziren's answer with a confused look on her face.

Lu Ziren did not tease Xia Yingying and directly announced the final candidate.

"You know, it's Jingjing's mother."

Jin Jing’s mother?

Xia Yingying had never thought about this answer. Wasn't Jingjing's mother a princess? She knew.

Yes, Jingjing's mother is the princess and she must understand the upper class people, some special requests and preferences and so on. If you want to pick up the items with Jingjing's mother, it will definitely be a very good deal.

Professionals should do professional things. Yingying didn't understand and didn't intend to get involved. However, when visiting Jin Jing's mother, she wondered whether she needed to send tinplate or something. This was something Xia Yingying had seen in novels and TV dramas.

"Then should we send a visiting card to Jingjing's mother?" Xia Yingying asked Lu Ziren.

"Don't worry about the visiting card, just leave it to me."

Xia Yingying really didn't understand these things. But since he was already the wife of the service, and he and Lu Ziren were husband and wife, they were two sides of the same coin.

There will definitely be a lot of people visiting her in the future, and Xia Yingying can't be ignorant of all of them. If she doesn't know the answer to any of the questions she receives, they will definitely treat her like a freeloader. Xia Yingying doesn't like to give up the initiative.

"Why don't you teach me? There will definitely be many more things like this in the future, and I can't keep waiting for you to help me. Now you have taken a leave and have time at home. When you go there, I will still do all these for you."

Lu Ziren continued to take off his hair.

What Xia Yingying said actually makes a lot of sense.

His thinking was too narrow, and he only wanted to treat Xia Yingying as a little white flower who didn't understand the world. But the summer camp was not a flower that grew in a greenhouse, it was a queen of flowers that grew outside.

If he does this, he can adapt to any environment. The stronger a person's ability is, the stronger his self-confidence will be.

"As for the visiting card, you asked Uncle Lin to teach you. It's actually very simple. Just send a piece of card. You have to write the card yourself so that you can show more sincerity." Lu Ziren simply told Xia Yingying about the process of writing the card. When Xia Yingying heard about asking for help, she had a general idea in her mind.

Seeing Lu Ziren like this, Xia Yingying naturally understood in her heart, but she really didn't have the ability to write it herself.

Xia Yingying's handwriting was so poor that it was not even comparable to that of a beginner. Moreover, she had to use such poor handwriting to put it on a visiting card for a person in a high position to see. Wouldn't that be an insult to his intelligence? And it would expose her own ugliness to others.

"Write it yourself. You know my handwriting. What will others think of me when they see it? Can't I bring pens to other people?"

Xia Yingying blushed, and he regretted that when he first learned to read, he only learned the lines but not the spirits.

He has learned it very clearly and can write, but his writing is not good-looking. It is not his fault as he does not specialize in calligraphy.

Lu Ziren was silent at this moment. He knew what Xia Yingying's handwriting was like. Otherwise, how could he have received those letters written with charcoal? Even with charcoal, Yingying's handwriting was still like thin bamboo strips. The strokes were stacked together in a patchwork manner. You could understand what it meant, but it didn't look good at all.

Although writing such words personally shows sincerity, the handwriting is a bit too short. It would be better to let Uncle Lin bring a pen or find someone who can write beautifully. There is nothing wrong with it.

"What you said is true. From now on, just let me see your handwriting. If you write to me, I'll ask Uncle Lin to help you deal with the bad posts. Then you can take a look at it in advance. If there's anything you disagree with that needs to be revised, you can ask Uncle Lin to help you revise it. Is that okay with you?"

Although Xia Yingying felt that her handwriting was indeed very bad, she had originally thought of writing her own words on it with the determination to die, but when she saw Lu Ziren's answer, Xia Yingying immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, then tell Uncle Lin and let him make the full decision. Just let me take a look at it when the time comes."

As soon as Huan Ying arrived, this person had already taken off all the wig, hairpins and jewelry on Xia Yingying's head, leaving only the two earrings above her lower eyelids.

Because the earrings were also hung directly on the ears, and had no direct contact with the skin, when Lu Ziren's hand just reached Xia Yingying's small and thick earlobe, his hand paused, and he didn't know for a moment whether he should take it directly or let Xia Yingying take it off herself.

But since she had agreed to help him take off all the jewelry, the earrings on her ears were naturally also jewelry. Lu Zeren pursed his lips and looked at Xia Yingying's white and tender ears, then reached out and gently touched the tips of Xia Yingying's ears.

Xia Yingying's ears were cold in the night and Lu Ziren's hands were rough.

But it was also scorching hot, like a warm kettle that instantly burned Xia Yingying's ears.

Xia Yingying unconsciously shrank forward, and Lu Ziren was slightly stunned as he watched Xia Yingying shrink forward with deep affection.

"You should put on the earrings yourself." Lu Ziren was a little afraid to touch Yingying's ears. When he just touched Xia Yingying's ear, Lu Ziren's hand felt like it was electrified and his whole fingers felt numb.

"Yeah." It was not appropriate for Lu Ziren to take off the earrings on her ears. Lu Ziren's hands were too hot, as if they were going to burn his ears off.

The tip of Xia Yingying's ear, which had just been touched by Lu Ziren's hand, was now red as if it had been steamed. Xia Yingying's face also turned red. In order to end this awkward atmosphere as soon as possible, Xia Yingying quickly took the earrings out of her ear holes with both hands and placed them on the table beside her.

Because the earrings were worn in the ear holes, they needed to be disinfected, and there was no medical alcohol, so Xia Yinyin sent Jixiang to deliver some wine. It was in a small bottle, just enough to disinfect Xia Yingying. When he opened the white porcelain bottle, a smell of wine spread in the air. Lu Ziren looked at Xia Yingying and didn't understand what he was going to do.

"Are you going to drink this wine?" Lu Ziren asked Xia Yingying.

Xia Yingying thought Lu Ziren's question was ridiculous, but she thought that they had different ideas, so she explained, "I use this wine to disinfect my ear holes and earrings."

Although only Xia Yingying uses it and there is no cross infection, but if it is left in the air, the bacteria and dust in the air will cause infection. If it is worn directly in the ears, the ears will definitely have problems over time, and pus may form or something.

"Oh, that's how it is." Lu Ziren said with sudden enlightenment. This is just like when he was injured in the military camp. There were no other suitable herbs, so he could only use wine to disinfect the wound. Many generals and divisions survived life and death like this. "Please vote"