The steward's surname was Fu. Xiao Ling was thinking that when she heard this surname, she subconsciously thought that it might be a fake surname. After all, Fu Fu looked so similar.
Mrs. Fu is about thirty years old. She is the most typical lady of the world. Everything she says and does is very orderly. Her young lady is twelve or thirteen years old. She is also the kind of lady of the world, with temperament, magnanimity, and good character. She is not a business woman at all.
of frivolity.
To see what a family's background is, you only need to look at their children to know. The real family, even if they are concubines and concubines, they will be well-educated. The kind of people who fight in the backyard, murder their children, and raise them to death...or something like that.
The only family that has grown up is that the male master is so useless that he can't even control the backyard.
Children are wealth. A son, even a bastard, can stand out in his own right in the future and can contribute to the success of the family. No matter how ugly it sounds, future marriages, whether men or women, must always be personal...even if the person you are marrying to is not
What a big deal, identity is easy to use if you have a bastard, let alone a woman!!
The young lady in front of me is a legitimate daughter, with a natural and extraordinary bearing.
Xiao Ling's eyes were very poisonous, and he could tell at a glance that this young lady was going to be the mistress of the house in the future. Her air of demeanor was the same as that of the lady beside her. She was just a little more immature than her mother.
"I've heard that Miss is a generous person. We, mother and daughter, have wanted to come to visit for a long time, but have never had the chance. This time we finally have the nerve to come to visit. Please don't blame Miss." Mrs. Fu is cheerful and generous, and there is no lack of it.
He was tactful. What he said was very pleasing to the ears. He was flattered and coaxed, and the distance between them was instantly shortened.
"You're welcome, madam. This little girl is new here. It's really a blessing to be able to spend some time with madam." Xiao Ling was not tactful, but he had heard such words many times. It was not awkward at all when he said it.
"This is my little girl Qingchen. She is about the same age as the young lady. If the young lady doesn't give up, if she has time, let her come and accompany her to pass the time."
"Qingzhen has met the young lady."
"We are of the same age, Qingzhen, can I call you Qingzhen?"
"Naturally." Qing Zhen showed a little shyness and surprise at the right time.
"Qingzhen, we are about the same age. If you don't give up, just call me sister." There's no need to elaborate on age, since she would never call this little girl sister. "Of course, you can also call me Xiao Ling.
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"Xiaoling?" Qingzhen blinked.
Xiao Ling smiled and scratched the table with his hand a few times. "Xiao."
"It turns out to be Sister Ling." Fu Qingzhen tilted his head and looked at her, then covered his mouth and smiled suddenly: "Sister Ling is so beautiful. If he goes out with her in the future, Qingzhen must find more guards, otherwise
I’m afraid I won’t be able to go home!!”
"You're such a talker, how can I make fun of your sister Ling?" Mrs. Fu also laughed: "But it's true, we should bring in more talents. The world is very unstable now, and the young lady looks so colorful. I'm afraid she won't be raped.
People are thinking about you." After saying that, he also smiled teasingly.
After just a few jokes, the three of them became close. Regardless of whether it was true or false, they became more casual when talking. Although Xiao Ling is young, he is mentally young. Whether it is with Mrs. Fu or Fu Qingzhen,
, are very good at talking.
The three of them chatted for a long time. As a guest, Mrs. Fu gave some gifts. Small things, but precious. Fu Qingzhen gave her a purse she had embroidered by herself. One side was decorated with brocade geese, the other side was green lotus, with a light blue background.
Xiao Ling sent back a bottle of floral dew, also packed in a purse.