"Is the host here? We are pilgrims going up the mountain. We pass by here and want to ask for a bowl of water. Thank you very much."

Hearing that he was just a passing pilgrim, Wang Zhuangzhi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Huh~"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and then walked to the door to open it.

Jiaojiao heard the commotion and came over, looking at the visitor curiously.

After the door opened, a fourteen-year-old woman stood at the door.

The woman wears her hair in a double bun and looks pretty and honest. A mole on her lips and a sweet smile add a bit of joy to her round face. She wears a dark blue skirt and her not-slender body makes her shoulders look slimmer.

A little rounded, but that doesn't stop her from being kind and cute.

"Hello, master, could you please let us go into the house to ask for water?"

Wang Zhuangzhi glanced at the little maid, and then at the magnificent carriage behind her.

The carriage is pulled by two fine black-maned horses, which are strong, strong and very impressive. The carriage is large and exquisite, with golden nanmu matched with fine brocade tassels, and the wooden windows are carved with patterns and totems that have never been seen before.

This looks like a person who is either rich or noble.

These are troubled times. Although he doesn't want to have too much involvement with strangers, he doesn't want to offend the person in front of him. Wang Zhuangzhi clasped his fists and said politely: "The farmer doesn't have any tea. If you don't mind, Shanquanzi has enough water pipes."<

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"Our lady won't mind it. Thank you for your permission. I will invite our lady to come down."

As he said that, the magpie happily ran towards the carriage and was mumbling something while explaining something into the carriage.

After a while, a girl in white clothes wearing a curtain hat was helped down by her mother-in-law and maid.

"Fourth Miss, please be careful where you step and don't bump into it."

"Mommy, it's okay."

Aunt Zhao was dressed in a navy blue brocade dress, with two golden hairpins stuck in her bun. She had a solemn look on her face. She supported her young lady and looked at the Wang family's house openly.

Compared with the farmhouses they passed by before, it was much better, and the fourth lady had a place to rest.

She straightened her back and saw that Wang Zhuangzhi at the door was covered in dirt and his temperament did not look like that of the master, so she thought he was a servant of this family. She waved her hand to Wang Zhuangzhi and said, "Who is that? Go quickly."
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Before informing the host, the fourth lady coughed lightly.

Aunt Zhao frowned, supported the young lady and asked in a low voice: "Miss, I didn't hear you coughing on the way just now, is there anything wrong with you?"

"Never."

Rong Qingyan stopped, her face was obscured by her hat, but her figure was slender, and her clear and melodious voice was rare and pleasant.

"Mommy, don't forget that you are here to ask for water." The woman's voice was unclear and she said slowly.

When Aunt Zhao heard this, she knew that the young lady was annoyed by what she had just done. She lowered her head and stepped back half a step, leaning over and saying, "Yes, this old slave has exceeded the rules."

I am used to giving orders in the house, and I have not changed my habit of following the young lady out. It was just a subconscious behavior, but I have forgotten that these common people do not know the young lady’s identity.

Wang Zhuangzhi sighed and shook his head when he saw how particular this family was, hoping to send them away as soon as possible.

At this time, Rong Qingyan stepped forward, nodded and said to Wang Zhuangzhi: "Master, I'm passing by here and want to ask for a bowl of water, sorry for bothering me."

Wang Zhuangzhi didn't want to cause trouble, so he hurriedly invited and said: "Nothing, please come in."

A group of people walked in, Jiaojiao looked at them carefully.

Seeing that there was no bad smell on them, he called out "Dad."

When Wang Zhuangzhi saw that he was his beloved, he hurriedly walked forward with a smile and picked him up. He looked at the people behind his father in puzzlement and asked in a sweet voice: "Dad, what do they do? Why are they still covering their faces?"

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When Wang Zhuangzhi heard this, he was afraid that his daughter's words and deeds would offend those people, so he held his daughter with the nobleman behind him and said, "My little girl is young and ignorant, please forgive me."

Liu Zhihua came out after hearing the commotion. By chance, she heard the head of the house say this, and she immediately felt unhappy. She couldn't bear to hear other people say anything bad.

While looking at the intruders, he walked over and said dissatisfiedly: "My family is very cute and well-behaved. Look at what you, the father, said."

Liu Zhihua took the daughter from Wang Zhuangzhi's arms, snorted angrily, and carried her back to the house.

The face covered by the curtain was full of beauty, but she hesitated to speak. She didn't speak in time just now because she was completely dazzled by the delicate and waxy girl just now.

This girl's eyebrows are 89% similar to the portrait of a girl hanging in her grandmother's house.

Wang Zhuangzhi was worried about how to explain it. Aunt Zhao on the side had a cold face and said rudely: "Do you know what kind of identity my young lady is? She is polite to you, but how dare you be so rude? You are from the countryside.

People are really barbaric."

Although Wang Zhuangzhi didn't know who they were, he knew they were not easy to deal with after hearing their arrogant tone.

If this were the case before, he certainly wouldn't be able to let them belittle him like this, but after these two days, he was really exhausted and didn't want to cause any more trouble.

"People in the countryside don't know the rules, so please don't worry about it. My dears, please sit in the yard for a while, and I'll go get some water."

After saying that, Wang Zhuangzhi hurried to the kitchen, thinking only of sending this group of people away as soon as possible.

"The apology is not half sincere, and the heart is dishonest, so don't add anything to the water." Aunt Zhao guessed dissatisfied.

Rong Qingyan said nothing, but the magpie beside her could tell that the fourth lady was angry.

Looking at Aunt Zhao who was still aggrieved, Magpie hurriedly pulled Aunt Zhao and reminded her in a low voice: "Mom, the masters don't know about it either, and they didn't mean to be unreasonable to the young lady."

"Magpie, as the fourth lady's personal maid, you actually dare to help outsiders,"

"Mother Zhao."

Rong Qingyan shouted this time with her last name.

Aunt Zhao knew what the young lady wanted to say, so she frowned and explained: "Fourth Miss, this old slave is doing this for your own good. The old lady gave me many warnings before she left, not to let you be wronged. Just now that woman was so helpless.

The etiquette is directed at the lady, why should we be so angry with her?"

"It's safest not to reveal your identity when you're traveling. If you swear everywhere, I will return to the capital with my life."

Rong Qingyan's clear and gentle voice left Grandma Zhao speechless. She shuddered and quickly knelt down on the ground, bowing her head and admitting her mistake: "I am an old slave who is stupid. Fourth Miss, please spare my life."

Rong Qingyan sat down with the support of her personal maid Xie Que, without looking at the person kneeling on the ground.

Since he came out of the old lady's house, he has become more and more unrestrained these days.

It’s good to have a long memory.

Aunt Zhao, who was underground, was a little embarrassed when she saw that the young lady didn't call her up. She used to serve the old lady, but no one dared to teach her such a lesson. This time the fourth young lady went out, the old lady specially ordered her to accompany her and serve her all the way.

The fourth ladies are very satisfied with her arrangement.

But because she was too talkative and said the wrong thing the day before yesterday, the sixth young master left without saying goodbye, and the fourth young lady was sulky for a whole day.
Chapter completed!