Housekeeper Zhou Da was frightened again by the grandmother's words.
He said in his heart, from now on, we really can’t judge people based on their age. Look at the tricks of my eldest grandmother, one after another. Isn’t this asking me to raise a few domestic slaves, and they have to be obedient?
Even when Madam was here, she didn't have such skills, otherwise why would the uncle be helpless now.
Over there, Da Li came out with a wooden stick as thick as his arm in his hand. He faced the steps of the yard and the stick snapped into two sections.
Dali made a request to the housekeeper Zhou Da: "As long as your manpower is as good as this."
Housekeeper Zhou Da opened his mouth and couldn't close it for a long time. Is it too demanding? Is it so easy to find such a skill? "Ah, ah, that girl, it turns out she is this Dali."
The level of hidden dragons and crouching tigers around my eldest grandma was far beyond my expectation.
Girl Dali showed a smile, looking strange and honest: "Dali is right, but he also has this power."
But no matter how honest a girl is, no one dares to offend her if she has real skills.
Butler Zhou wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve when he went out.
The first thing to do is to go to the old accountant and say: "Grandma is more untouchable than I thought. You have to be good and steady, really."
The accountant is confused. What can I do? Now I am just an accountant who promises to make it easy for people to ask questions. I can't even touch the account books and abacus.
Then the accountant chased the housekeeper Zhou Da: "Today is the day to deliver chicken, duck, rice and grain to the store. Is there anyone coming over there?"
Housekeeper Zhou Daxin said that not only did he come, but he was also kicked out: "You should remember it for them."
The accountant was worried about the uncle and grandma: "I was worried about the uncle and grandma being young. It's not like you don't know that if this person has a crooked mind, he can do anything."
The housekeeper Zhou Da said to the old accountant very sincerely: "It's not our turn to worry. Really, just do whatever you are told. Someone came just now, so I asked the grandma to go away."
The accountant looked surprised. Was he so easy to get rid of? "That shopkeeper Zhou with his nose in the sky? He was sent away."
Butler Zhou Da nodded: "That's the steward Zhou with his nostrils pointing upward."
The accountant looked anxious: "I'm afraid it's going to be bad. He's just a gossip. Why don't you stop me if you provoke such a person?"
Housekeeper Zhou Daxin said, "You may have made a mistake this time. Our eldest grandma is even more difficult to deal with. I don't know who is more powerful."
Then he said righteously: "Our master is a well-behaved family, how can we let such villains mess around in the village?"
After saying that, he held his neck high and left. I felt that my status was much better than that of shopkeeper Zhou. This meant that I followed the right master. I was a little proud.
The old accountant was really anxious and full of doubts: "This guy, no, why is his nostrils pointing up?"
When the housekeeper, Zhou Da, heard this, he immediately turned his head back to where it was and glared back at the housekeeper.
It was a moment of pleasure, but what if the second master encouraged the old lady and the old lady scolded her? You must know that filial piety is very important.
The housekeeper, Zhou Da, was also in a very bad mood. He was no better than the old accountant.
Jiang Changxi really didn't think it was a problem. She considered herself not a very kind person. Not only Master Tuesday could use the rogue tricks, but if she let it go, who would win?
I really look forward to having a platform where she can show off her skills and let this group of people gain insights, otherwise people will always think that she is just a little white flower. Whoever wants to take advantage of her can take advantage of her.
At noon, I asked Dagui to use his skills, pack four exquisite dishes, and deliver them to Mr. Tong Changle in the front yard.
She herself waited patiently to meet Zhou Lan, the county magistrate, to have dinner with her. She still couldn't turn around after such a long time, so she was probably in trouble.
The young man who had just started to gain a foothold began to work hard for their family business. Although there was not much love yet, Jiang Changxi felt distressed.
But there is no harm in seeing the warmth and warmth of people. I have seen the high places and endured the low times. If there are any surprises in the future, I just think it is good for physical and mental health. I wonder if Zhou Lan would think so.
Jiang Changxi was very cruel to Zhou Lan. If it were Chang Le, Jiang Changxi felt that it would be better to have less physical and mental exercises.
Thinking of this, Jiang Changxi felt a little sorry for Zhou Lan: "Let Dagui make some snacks, something sweeter."
I heard that eating sweet things can make people feel better. Zhou Lan didn't know whether this comfort would work or not.
Dafu: "You don't like it because it's too sweet, and neither does our uncle."
Jiang Changxi didn't speak, and Dafu didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he turned around and went to find Dagui.
When Zhou Lan came back, his mood was indeed ups and downs, but it had nothing to do with whether he was good or bad. Instead, he was mostly frightened.
Jiang Changxi handed Zhou Lan some water and asked with concern: "The county magistrate is hard to talk to, or have we exceeded the regulations too much? Do we need to be punished, or what?"
Zhou Lan shook his head, took out his husband's name card and handed it to Jiang Changxi: "No, look at this."
Jiang Changxi took the name card handed over by Zhou Lan, opened it and glanced at it: "Mr.'s name card, sir, he really loves you as a disciple. He started to protect us before he officially became a disciple. This is really a emergency."
Zhou Lan: "No, take a look again." He said in his heart, maybe the wife is a housewife and doesn't know the name of Mr. Digest.
Really not, Jiang Changxi really knew that when Mr. Jiang San had no son, he always showed off his knowledge with her, his daughter.
When he has a son, his father will show off in front of the two sisters.
So in terms of knowledge and experience, she is really not lacking, but she does not have a brain as good as Chang Le, and she is not very careful. But she knows everything she needs to know.
I just stopped by to look at the useful stuff there, and I only took a closer look when I heard Zhou Lan's words: "Mr. Digest."
Jiang Changxi raised his head and confirmed with Zhou Lan: "That Mr. Digest?" Why are you so unbelievable? You just got lucky.
Zhou Lan nodded, he himself was still in shock: "It should be that the county magistrate admires him very much." He was so respected that the county magistrate called him his nephew again.
Jiang Changxi stared blankly at the post: "Where on earth did you get this treasure?"
That's right, but it's better not to let sir hear.
Jiang Changxi quickly regained his consciousness and pulled Zhou Lan: "Why don't we become apprentices tonight? I'll ask the clan leader to come over and be a witness. While my father is still here, I'll go get someone to come over and be a witness. Uncle.
Would you like to invite someone over?"
With such great luck, if the master who got it runs away again, it will be something that you will regret for the rest of your life.