His Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Fiancé

This is the first time Aunt Gao has taken Aunt Liu Sun and her aunts to Qiao Heart Yard.

Shen Ziqiao looked at Auntie Gao, who had already gracefully sat in the tea room with a cup of tea in her chair. She swept her eyebrows down and stood beside Auntie Liu and Auntie Sun. Her mouth bent a nice smile.

“The three aunts are so relaxed today.” Shen Ziqiao slowly walked in and sat down in the first place. He didn't even look at Aunt Gao.

It is said that this Aunt Gao is a noble concubine, so she counts as half the master at home. She does not have to perform the courtesy of the concubine in front of Shen Ziqiao.

But what about the concubine? It's not like he's a junior.

Aunt Gao saw that Shen Ziqiao didn't take her seriously. She was deeply upset. Every time, as long as Master and Young Master came back, this stinking girl would not look at anyone.

“I'm afraid Miss San has forgotten about us.” Aunt Gao put the tea bowl on top of Gao Zhi, looking at Shen Ziqiao with oblique eyes.

Shen Ziqiao turned his head with a smile. “Auntie Gao is not a forgettable person. ”

“Miss San is very busy today. It is very difficult to remember us.” Aunt Gao looked at Shen Ziqiao, as if she had seen the Pan Clan who had been on her side of the affair, and the fire came up in her heart.

“Let's get this straight. What's the matter with the three aunts? If you're here for tea chat, don't say I don't believe you. You can't say that either.” Shen Ziqiao was most impatient in hiding his words. He had no empathy anyway, so why go around the bend?

Aunt Sun and Aunt Liu raised their heads violently and stopped looking at Shen Ziqiao, aiming at Aunt Gao at the corner of their eyes and not talking.

Aunt Gao wanted to ruin Shen Ziqiao's words. She couldn't help it. She had to say, "Today Mama Choi sent us autumn fabrics. I don't look right. Miss San, when the old lady was in charge, she never treated us harshly. You can't be in charge now, but you don't look at us as human beings. ”

“What fabric makes Aunt Gao feel like she's not human anymore?” Shen Ziqiao really wants to grieve 45 degrees. She's only the housekeeper on the first day. Why are there so many problems?

How are we going to live this next day?

She understood why ancient women always died so early.

Aunt Gao sniffed, “Miss San, although I am a concubine, I am not randomly scolded. ”

“Hmm? Who cursed you?” Shen Ziqiao looked at her with confusion and said that she was not a human being.

“You...”

Aunt Liu hurriedly interjected, “Miss San, this is actually the case. In the past autumn, the slaves had four pieces of fabric, but this year there were only two... The slaves thought it was a mistake from the next person, went to ask, just to say what Miss San meant...”

Shen Ziqiao turned to Red Yu and asked, "Who cares? ”

“It's Mama Choi.” Red Jade whispered back.

Aunt Gao sat back and made a statement that she would not leave today.

“Then ask Mama Choi.” Shen Ziqiao said.

She knew there was something wrong with the women in charge talking so well today.

I've always wanted to drag her behind her back.

The old lady raised a bunch of good people.

Mommy Choi was soon called over. When she entered the door, she looked at her nose and nose, and her extra eyes did not go to Aunt Gao.

“Miss San, what can I do for you?” Mommy Choi was not overwhelmed with humility, but she could hardly hear it, although the tone was respectful.

Of course, after decades of being an elderly man in Shen's family, suddenly a savage lady who was recognized as a grass bag commanded the work, which inevitably made me uncomfortable.

Shen Ziqiao never intended to offend these women.

She's the master, their slave, whether she's upset or not, and they have to do what she tells them.

“Aunt Gao, they say the number of fabrics is different this year. What's going on?” Shen Ziqiao asked.

Mama Choi straightened the waistplate and the curtains drooped. “When the slaves sent it to you, they all checked carefully and there was no error. ”

“Really?” Shen Ziqiaomeiyu had a faint playful smile.

“Besides, all do as you ask, and the slaves don't think there's anything wrong.” Mama Choi said at once.

Aunt Gao hummed, when Shen Ziqiao was intentionally targeting her.

Shen Ziqiao raised his eyes and looked at Mama Choi's faceless face. He smiled and asked, "What did I tell you? ”

Red Yu wanted to stand up and reprimand Mama Choi for her nonsense, and was stared back by Mama Choi next door. Since Mama Choi dared to say such words in public, there was naturally a countermeasure, and Miss Sang was not nervous, so she wanted to know how to deal with it.

“In the morning, the slave asked Sansan how to arrange clothing for each room in the autumn, and you said that everything would follow the example of previous years.” Mama Choi replied slowly and seemed to have expected this.

“Aunt Gao, didn't you say four? Don't bully me as a child, just starting as a housekeeper, everything is still black, so take the opportunity to fool me.” Shen Ziqiao smiled and looked like a joke.

Nobody here took her for a joke.

Aunt Gao only pretended that Shen Ziqiao was accusing her of being born out of nothing. She wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be greedy and cheap.

Does she need to greed her with two rags?

Mother Choi will not take Shen Ziqiao's words as a joke, but she will not show fright. She cannot help but be angry with Shen Ziqiao. It is best to punish her so that she can make things bigger.

A yellow-haired girl who only screams and drinks dares to fight the old lady. It's really not her own strength.

“Mother Choi, is that four or two?” Shen Ziqiao asked that she was really impatient with such a small matter.

Is the woman in the backyard all right when she's full? Can they make a scene for anything but a domestic struggle?

“Mommy Choi, you have to think about it before you answer. Don't get old. There are some things you can't remember and make jokes.” Aunt Gao glanced at her coldly and said with a slight sharp voice.

“Last year, the old lady herself took her own personal money to add clothes to the young ladies and young ladies, and did not use a fraction of the public's silver, Miss San.” Mama Choi didn't even look at Aunt Gao. She only looked up at Shen Ziqiao.

In the face of such provocative and proud eyes, Shen Ziqiao expressed his desire to sigh.

Old lady has no personal money. Her personal money isn't Pan's dowry, is it? By her nature, she probably couldn't help but bring out her own coffin book.

Trying to force her to make a selfless contribution with silver too?

That's what she does when she's hungry.

“In that case, ask the old lady if she should come out this year to add silver to the clothes. The work can't be scrapped halfway. The first year has it, and the second year must have it. Mother Choi, leave this to you.” Shen Ziqiao did not take out the same amount of silver to add clothes to the others as Mother Choi had expected, but asked her to ask for silver from the old lady.

How can she say that if she's so embarrassed?

Mama Choi's face turned red.

She misjudged Shen Ziqiao. Shen Ziqiao was either a disgraceful person, there was no silver or no silver. Why did she hit the fat man with a swollen face? If the old lady had silver, let her continue to loose money.

Shen Ziqiao was very satisfied to see that Mama Choi's expression finally changed. She looked at Aunt Gao on the side. “Auntie Gao, you are also really, a little bit of a comparison of things. In the future, people won't be able to do it properly. Just ask a maid to say it. You don't have to do it yourself, nothing is disgraceful. ”

What kind of identity can a concubine have? Mama Choi screamed in her heart.

“Well, it's all settled, you guys go back.” Shen Ziqiao clapped his hands and stood up, feeling that one day he would become a master of domestic fighting.

Aunt Gao's face was blind. She didn't even see where it was resolved.

“Miss San!” Mama Choi called her, her face was gloomy, "asked the old lady to take the silver... she was afraid that it would be inappropriate, and the slave could not open his mouth. ”

Shen Zi Jonah looked at her, “Why can't you open this mouth? Aren't you the housekeeper? Any problems should be promptly communicated to the old lady. ”

“Miss San, Miss San...” Shen Ziqiao has left with a stroke.

Mama Choi held her breath. I just thought that this Third Miss was getting more and more disgusting. There are no younger generations counting their elders' silver all day. I still want the old lady to pay out the silver again...

Aunt Gao stamped her feet, staring at Mama Choi and humming hard, she left exhaled.

Sun Liu and his aunts have become accustomed to humility and obedience. Seeing Aunt Gao leave, she also left with them.

Mommy Choi calmed her rolling anger, took a deep breath and stepped out of Joe's Heart Yard, turning her foot, and came to De An Yard.

Shen Ziqiao went back to the house humming a little crooked on the long bed, and handsomely twisted a piece of red bean cake from the short ones next to him.

Lady Meng looked at her helplessly and shook her head, "Miss San, you will annoy the old lady if you do this today. ”

“I didn't do anything. It's because she has money and no place to spend it. I want to pay for it. Let's cut my meat. Besides, I don't have money.” Shen Ziqiao doesn't care at all. She is intent on managing the household beautifully, so that no one can catch the handle, but she is just an ordinary person.

It's not who's born to be the housekeeper, who fights. Since she can't satisfy everyone, she can only satisfy herself.

So far, she feels very satisfied.

As for the old lady's dissatisfaction, it was her business.

“Today is just the beginning, and I don't know what kind of trouble that child slave will be looking for.” Red Jade said with concern.

Shen Ziqiao comforted her, "The boat went straight to the bridge naturally. Trouble came, and we went on. ”

“That's right.” Shen Ziqiao's smiling face suddenly converged to smile. “In addition to writing to his grandfather, there are two other people to contact...”

“Zhang Zhang and Fan Zhang.” Meng Zheng's heart and soul would say.

Shen Zi Qiao Tian Tian smiled, “Wow, Meng is amazing. ”

“Miss San, the Young Master is here.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)