C2

Su Mansion warehouse was Su Wenxi's favorite place in the past. The gold and silver were secondary. As a transcender, how could he only have eyes for those white and yellow items?

It was a living antique, and it didn't have the smell of tombs.

However, it was the same logic as eating too much Red Braised Meat. Su Wenxi hadn't come to visit her for a long time.

To be honest, as a knowledgeable and knowledgeable modern person, the so-called South Sea Coral Beads and Western Glass Mirror that Old Master Su hid treasures were nothing new at all. Not to mention those so-called gold and silver jewelry, in Su Wenxi's critical eyes, compared to the fine craftsmanship on the modern assembly line, the craftsmanship couldn't be considered exquisite.

But it didn't matter. She wasn't interested anyway.

What was Su Wenxi interested in?

For example, the furniture, boxes, bathtub that her well-made mother married when she married …

It was made of solid and solid wood, without glue or formaldehyde. Every time he came in, there would be a refreshing scent of wood.

Su Wenxi walked around the storage room and sniffed each of her mother's furniture. Then, she shook her head at Hong Ying'er, who still didn't understand her young miss's eccentricities even though she had already gotten used to it. "Go and invite the two aunts over. It's time for them to move around!"

Hong Ying'er: "…"

Mistress, could it be that you're here to sniff at the furniture?!

The two aunts came rather quickly.

There was only one lady in the mansion, they didn't have a man or a woman, and Old Master Su wasn't interested in them. This lady was born to be Old Master Su's lifeblood. She dressed like a man and climbed up the tree to the top of the wall with her eyes closed. Moreover, if it wasn't for the fact that the previous madame had passed away early, and that the young lady had no one to teach her, it would have been impossible for these two concubines to exist in the estate.

Neither of the two concubines was a man of treachery or concealment.

Su Wenxi smiled sweetly as she greeted the two aunts. "Master asked me to help set up the rooms for Ziying. I even helped set up my own room with the help of the two aunts. How would you know? Please teach me!"

He walked up to the two aunts, grabbed them from both sides, and rubbed his body against them.

Su Wenxi, who had no parents since childhood, was extremely familiar with how to be a good girl. It was as easy as flipping her palm. A few pieces of jewelry and a few pieces of clothing for the two aunts during the holidays were all small cases.

Aunt Zuo, who was a motherly lover at the moment, smiled gently. "You must be a big girl now, young lady. You should learn a thing or two from your age."

Su Wenxi's heart skipped a beat. She had no intention to learn it. She was merely waiting for the two concubines to make a fuss out of it. "Young miss is still so young, this kind of thing must be difficult for young miss. Leave it to us sisters!"

It was always very satisfying to act like a spoiled child and feed the prawns, but today, it was no longer useful!

Su Wenxi was depressed, but she still had a bright smile on her face, "Aunt! Aunt! "Aunt!" One called out in three tones, coquettishly coquettish and childish.

Concubine Miao, who had a sharp mind, patted Su Wenxi's face and smiled, "Miss, our Su Mansion is very big, and those needlework ladies don't want to learn, so it makes sense to be lazy secretly. Thus, we have a servant girl to do these things. "But in the future, Miss will be the manager …"

Su Wenxi felt a headache coming on.

Did the owner's mother have to learn to arrange rooms for men? What kind of logic was this!

Besides, that bean sprout was more or less the same as her little brother in terms of physical and mental development. She could be her son, and in the future, no matter who she was, she would definitely not be the matriarch of his family, right?

Su Wenxi watched listlessly as her two concubines ordered their servants to carry this and that. At the same time, she advised Su Wenxi in a considerate manner. She sat on the exquisite stool with the jujube carved flowers that her mother had accompanied when she married her, supporting her chin with her eyelids as if she was being lectured.

The two concubines gave no mercy this time.

Their young lady was very clever, and basically, she would remember every word that she had to say. It was one thing to not pay attention to it, but it was quite another to not pay attention to it.

Su Wenxi watched as servants moved in and out of the house, with her two aunts patiently giving instructions from one side of her face to the other.

You're not giving me any face at all! Next month's Seventh-Day fabric, hmph, no clothes to make!

Bean sprouts! She hated bean sprouts!

Su Wenxi pinched the object in her hand viciously. It was so annoying!

"Ah, the Miss has good eyes! This light blue material is perfect for making clothes for Young Master Zigui! "

Concubine Miao's slightly high-pitched voice made Su Wenxi quiver. At some point, he realized that his hand was holding onto a corner of the cloth tightly.

In fact, it was a good thing that only three of them had been collected in the general warehouse last year. Originally, Su Wenxi had wanted to make two sets of clothes for her father, but her father said that the color was too soft and did not suit the elderly.

Su Wenxicai disapproved.

Without a young mindset, how could he not look old!

Of course, Su Wenxi didn't convince her family's Old Master Su, so the ingredients were kept until now.

He casually loosened the cloth in his hand and lazily said, "If Aunt thinks it's good, then go and make it!"

His lack of interest.

If the bean sprout was a shota, she might still be able to reluctantly become a bit more active. But that was really a malnourished and stunted bean sprout!

"Miss, we have decided on this material. We need to measure its length and cut its clothes. Miss, you should do it yourself!"

What?

Su Wenxi fell off her stool.

Let her measure the ruler and cut the clothes? Are you sure? Are you sure? You even want to do it yourself? How preposterous! How preposterous!

Her family's Old Master Su hadn't worn any of her clothes yet, so why would she cut the clothes on that bean sprout scale?

What kind of international joke was this?

Of course, Su Wenxi knew that her reluctance would not gain soft sympathy. She didn't dare to say anything about dealing with other people. After all, other than the Xu family, she had never dealt with anyone else. However, her family's Old Master Su …

Su Wenxi pinched her chin and smiled.

Hong Ying'er: "…"

Why, miss, do you always give me a bad feeling when you laugh like that?

Old Master Su looked at the room and felt very satisfied.

Of course, the one he was most satisfied with was his intelligent daughter, who had just turned eight.

Old Master Su obviously knew that the room's layout was entirely due to the two concubines that he didn't really care about. But that clever daughter of his knew how to coax someone who could do things to their heart's content and was happy to do it. He felt that this daughter of his was really … Wisdom was rare.

Old Master Su felt that he should express his approval of his daughter's words after looking at her room, so he turned around …

"Xi-er, what happened to your hand?"

Seeing Old Master Su's expression that seemed to have a piece of meat gouged out, Su Wenxi let go of her sleeves and giggled. "It's nothing, I was hit by Ink Platform just now!"

Using his left index finger and thumb to draw a distance that could not be seen.

Hong Ying'er felt humiliated and lowered her head, silently cursing. "Miss, it's nothing! What do you mean by rolling up your sleeves so high?" What does it mean to have your hands wrapped like a cocoon if you don't even have a hole?

"So careless? You're too weak and you have a servant to put away your things, why would you need to do it yourself? "Dad asked for Doctor Qiao to come over …" Old Master Su panicked as if his precious daughter was bedridden.

"No need, no need!" Su Wenxi quickly waved her hand.

What a joke, once Old Man Qiao arrived, wouldn't her fingers that weren't injured be exposed?

"How can a daughter be so delicate? This is the first time Ziying has come to my house, and he's by himself. Daughter will do some things personally, so he won't look down on guests!" Do you think that's the reason? "

Old Master Su held his daughter's hand with tears flowing down his face.

If his daughter was sensible, it would be enough to comfort his wife!

Hong Ying'er: "…"

Just now, when Aunt said this, it seemed as if someone disapproved. He actually took it to please the old master so quickly. Miss, do you count this as... A set in front of him?

"Xi`er, Ziying came to our house to stay for the long term. Father will invite mister here to teach these two days. You should also …"

"Father!"

Su Wenxi dragged her tone to stop Old Master Su's next words, putting out the wiggling hair that she had always thought was a winning weapon, and said, "My daughter, I don't need to study. My daughter, I'm so smart, so photogenic, and I can learn how to use it, and I can just teach myself. I'll fall asleep in your lecture, really fall asleep, and that will make me laugh. Don't you think so? Isn't that right, Daddy? I don't intend to be a talented girl and recite poems every day. Do you want me to be like that? Just like the daughter of Elementary Scholar Li, anyone who saw him would either say bad or bad things. Do you like it that way? "

Old Master Su: "..."

Looking at his daughter's innocent eyes, he hardened his heart and said, "Even though a woman is virtuous, it's still better to recognize a few words. If you can learn ten words a day, then you don't have to study anymore! "

Ten words? I'll write it out for you in a minute if you put a hundred words in front of me!

Su Wenxi, who had gotten lucky and behaved obediently, pretended to be extremely wronged and obedient. "Okay, okay, 10 words is fine. Just do as father says!"

Old Master Su looked at his daughter with both joy and sadness. What a lovely daughter! Unfortunately, her mother left early. He had always said that a child without a mother would come early to manage affairs, but this child had been raised to this day ever since he was young. This truly made his heart feel very comfortable and he even had face in the afterlife!

Hong Ying'er no longer wanted to say anything. She had to admit that her young lady was definitely a smart and intelligent young lady. However, this intelligence was definitely not reflected in the zither, chess, calligraphy, lyrics, or poetry, and certainly not in the lily-red brocade.

The lady who died in her family was said to have been a famous and talented girl, and with her beauty and her dexterous hands, she was a good match for a hot marriage proposal. Unfortunately, her body was weak and sickly. After she gave birth to the young lady, she was unable to continue living. The night before her death, she was still working on her poem. In the aspect of raising young ladies, basically, Miss's health and physical and mental well-being are the main tenor.

So they were counting on their master to bring up a lady? Is this a joke?

He was personally sent to a room by Old Master Su, and was gently, affectionately, and sincerely taught: "Ziying, from today onwards, Su Mansion will be your home. The most important thing for you to do is to study properly, so don't think too much about it. "

"Uncle Su, I've remembered it."

Su Wenxi rolled her eyes and thought, "Old Man Su, why didn't you tell him to train his body?" With his body size as a bean sprout, practicing martial arts and strengthening his body was the most important thing, right?

Old Master Su pointed at the boy beside him and said, "This is Dong Yan, he'll take care of your daily life from now on." He turned to Dong Yan and said, "Take care of young master carefully!"

"Yes, old master!" The aged Dong Yan said respectfully.

Su Wenxi stood to the side, pondering the question she had been struggling with all afternoon. Should she ask or not?

Where did this Young Master Zigui come from? Did you really not see the discord between your daughter and this bean sprout plant, Old Master Su? Aren't you going to break off the engagement?