Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Wen Lun went out for an hour before returning to the room.

Xiong Da still kept his appearance when he went out, and looked up at him reflexively when he heard the voice, his eyes were even a bit fierce.Xiong Da's Adam's Apple twitched, but he didn't speak.

The room was a little dark, and Wen Lun only saw Xiong Da's unusually bright eyes. He kicked the door shut and put the bowl in his hand on the table: "The noodles are gone. There happened to be fresh venison, and I made rice bowls." After putting the bowl away, he turned his head and asked strangely, "Why don't you light a candle?" He touched the fire and lit the candlestick.

The tallow candles with thick arms are very resistant to burning, and the two tops are lit with a fluorescent lamp.Under the candlelight, Xiong Da's face flickered, he suddenly reached out and hugged Wen Lun, pressed it on the kang, buried his head in Wen Lun's shoulder, and remained motionless.

Wen Lun was stunned for a moment, felt Xiong Da's tense back, stretched out his hand to pat gently, and waited until he felt Xiong Da's body relax slightly, then said: "Aren't you hungry? Get up and eat."

Only then did Xiong Da sit up slowly, still holding onto Wen Lun with one hand, even willing to switch his left hand when eating.

After washing and getting into bed, Xiong Da said sullenly: "Wen Lun, don't be like this in the future." The daughter-in-law's cold and indifferent look is actually not much different from the first time, but the feeling of experiencing it again makes me feel uncomfortable. He was a little timid.He was really scared, even if he knew it in his heart, Wen Lun would not just ignore him.

What is this like?Wen Lun froze for a moment, then understood, a little dumbfounded.He was still thinking about how to deal with the little raccoon, but in the end he was scared of himself.

"En." Wen Lun responded, thinking of the scene at the beginning, he still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart: "Leave this kind of matter to me in the future, huh?"

Without further ado, Xiong Da nodded, "Yeah. My daughter-in-law is in charge." Let go of the big stone in his heart, and the effect of the venison he ate just now came out.The hot body clings closer to the past.He and his wife were separated for half a month, thinking hard.

Mrs. Xiong struggled to get up the next day.There is no way, last night can still be used as a lesson, but if it continues, it will not be appropriate.Zhao Si was a housekeeper, and he was fine with those girls, but Mrs. Qian couldn't live in that stilted building and suffer from the cold if she wanted to come over.It is not suitable for Mrs. Qian to live in the Xiong's house, the arrangements for this place can only be made by Wen Lun.

Seeing his daughter-in-law like this, Xiong Da felt guilty and guilty.At that time, he thought in his heart that it would be good to do it twice, but when he met his wife, he lost all reason, and the daughter-in-law also cooperated...

"Little raccoon!" Wen Lun grabbed Xiong Da's skirt in a hoarse voice, "Goed the wrong way."

General Xiong held his daughter-in-law in his arms, tightened his grip carefully, and pulled the reins.The little donkey turned around.

After two years of intensive construction, even the villagers who have participated in the construction of the castle tower now don't look hideous or majestic at all.There are two two-storey stone buildings at the front and back, built against the mountain, firmly stuck in the passage into the village, and with several supporting buildings, it looks like a mountain retreat for a wealthy family.In the middle of the two stone buildings, all kinds of building materials are still piled up, but beside it is the natural landscape of the [-]-mile mountain, especially on the second floor.One of the rooms opened the window and looked out, directly facing the cliffs shrouded in clouds and mist.

The design of the tea house included accommodation at the beginning.Wen Lun didn't ask for too much refinement. Now the part of the room has a shape, but there is no furniture yet.The tea house has been built for so long, the key lies in some organs of the castle.The part of the tea house is just the appearance of the fort after makeup.

For Wen Lun, furniture is a trivial matter.Although there were many girls, Wen Lun didn't pay attention to them at all, even if they were allowed to sleep on the floor, it was fine.The lodging part of the tea house is on the second floor, there is no moisture, there is a wooden floor, just spread a quilt.

"Madam Qian used a bed, and a set of tables, chairs and benches. There are some in the storeroom. The things are a little short, and two more layers of quilts will do. Cuilian Bihe has decorated the teahouse, so let her arrange it according to the teahouse. "Women, if you get some beautiful calico spread out, will you still open it to see the bed board?

Wen Lun was worried that there was no place to use the floral cloth in the warehouse.There are few women in the family, and there are only two of Cuilian and Bihe, and at most they are the family members in the tea garden.Those cloths are still Wen Lun's dowry, not specially made clothes for women.Good quality, some brighter colors.Wen Lun always felt that he couldn't get out.Regardless of whether it is Bihe Cuilian or the female relatives of the tea garden, clothes made of these materials are not suitable for wearing clothes made of these materials, no matter in terms of status or practical effect.They are all people who do things every day. These materials are beautiful, but they are not as durable as coarse cloth.

Wen Lun has been stacked in the warehouse.Now that Mrs. Qian came, it would be useful.As for sewing curtains and tablecloths, the family doesn't need to do it themselves: "Didn't the Qian family have a lot of girls here. I'll draw a pattern and let them make it themselves."

The girls who were arranged by Wen Lun to work were following the little master back and forth.Since the first day they arrived at the Xiong's house, they were blown away by their arrogance, and they didn't dare to put on the airs of the Shangshufu.Although it is not the first time for them to go out, and they have done a lot of outposts for the hostess, but at that time, they were rushed and prepared, and they arrived a day or two earlier, but they just left It's just a cutscene, and there is no need for them to do anything specific.

Now, on the mountain, they don't even know where to fetch water or where to serve food.It came yesterday, and it was even the food prepared by their young master, and today he pointed out various places and things to pay attention to.

Although the maids are servants, the maids raised in front of the wife in Shangshu's mansion are treated better than the girls in other families. They don't even need to do rough work. Where have they encountered such a thing?My eyes were red for most of last night.

Fortunately, the place where they conduct research is not open to the public, otherwise all the beautiful girls in this row would look like this, and others would not know how to make up for it.

Lord Xiaoqian found it very annoying, and even the two colleagues felt uncomfortable.The three of them have good family backgrounds, and they used to be followed by a group of people at home, but since they became officials and ran all over the country, they no longer have the habit of young masters.Especially now that they are playing with mud in the field, not grinding ink and painting in the study, and they need artificial people to add fragrance.

A few girls can't even walk on dirt roads.In a short distance, two of them fell into the mud.This place is inconvenient to take a shower, Mr. Xiaoqian frowned, and said coldly, "Go back."

The faces of the girls turned pale, and they could only shrink their shoulders tremblingly and follow behind Master Xiaoqian.

Just in time, Bihe brought breakfast.She moved the huge wooden barrel from the carriage to the dining table.

Mr. Xiaoqian breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the portions should be shared by those girls in his family.He was right, yesterday night was just a lesson for some unsightly girls, and he didn't really take it to heart.

There is no difference in ingredients between the porridge in the wooden barrel and the porridge Mr. Xiaoqian cooked last night.The same grains, mushrooms and bacon.Mr. Xiaoqian's craftsmanship can only be said to be cooked and eaten.This bucket of mushroom porridge is fully cooked, with a smooth and thick taste. The freshness of the mushrooms and the salty aroma of the bacon are perfectly blended.

Master Xiaoqian drank two bowls in one go, and when it was the third bowl, he realized that Bi He hadn't left.Usually, Bihe puts down the food, takes them to change the dirty clothes and leaves; when she comes to deliver lunch at noon, she collects the dirty dishes in the morning and cleans them; send over.

Although Bihe ran to the bamboo forest three times a day, she didn't stay for long.When watching them eat like now, there is no such thing.

Bi He could see Mrs. Xiaoqian's doubts: "My young master told me that the house for Mrs. Qian has been cleaned up, and I will let the younger sisters go over and have a look later."

Master Xiaoqian looked at Bihe's smiling face, and the hairs on his back stood up. He said modestly, "Then please trouble Miss Bihe. The few in this family, please do as much as you can. If you have anything to do, just ask..."

By the time Master Xiaoqian finished speaking, half the bowl of porridge in his hand was cold.The management rights of the girls were also handed over to Bi He, completely!

So, when Bihe left, a bunch of girls followed behind her.

The courtyard of Xiong's house became lively again, but this time Wen Lun was happy to hear it.As the master, or the male master, it's not convenient for Wen Lun to tear up with a few little girls, and neither will he.

Bihe has no such worries.

Although the girls in the Shangshu Mansion were handed over the "right to use" by their young masters, how could they be truly convinced in their hearts?

In the end, Bi He singled out a group, and won in two or three hits.Bihe didn't scold and fight with a group of girls at all, and just whipped them with a feather duster.Bi He said that since she is from the General's Mansion, she must have spoken with her fists first.

The girls in the Shangshu Mansion were temporarily convinced, and followed Bi He's instructions to do one thing, as long as they dared to make a small move, the feather duster would be whipped up.There was no need to draw on his body at all, Wen Lun knew how painful it was just by hearing the piercing sound.

Seeing his wife's soft expression, Xiong Da leaned over and kissed her: "Leave them alone."

Not to mention, although the maids in the Shangshu Mansion struggled to do rough work, they all had good embroidery skills.It's just a bedroom in the tea house, and all the curtains and quilt covers were made in one day.

When everything was arranged according to Bi He's instructions, the original simple room suddenly changed its appearance.

They thought that how could they let the wife live in such a short period of time without even an embroidery.In the end, the final appearance made them feel very... beautiful?Not to mention, but very comfortable.

Xiong Da brought Wen Lun over to look, and Cuilian followed behind him: "There are still some decorations downstairs..."

Before Cuilian could finish her words, the little girls all responded with winks and ran downstairs.There were a lot of them, and after a while, each of them went upstairs with something.

Wen Lun pointed casually: "Put the vase here. Put the flower pots in the basket outside the window. The wolf fur is spread on the footrest, and the sides are compacted..."

After setting up, Zhao Si came over and said, "Mrs. Qian is here."