Rebirth of filling the house

"Young mistress..." Mrs. Hu's voice was stuck. She saw Meng Tianbo's hands pressing on Xu Ruoshui's, or more precisely Wan Qiu's, chest. The two of them looked extremely ambiguous.

Xu Ruoshui, who had now recognized Wan Qiu's identity, pushed Meng Tianbo away with all his strength, "Mom, what's going on?"

Mrs. Hu brushed her hair in front of her forehead in embarrassment, secretly hating that she had come in at the wrong time. Isn't this a good thing to disturb the masters? "No...it's okay, it's just that the lady sent a red cardigan, and said

I want you to wear it first, the other clothes are being made in a hurry and will be sent over when they are ready."

Fortunately, Meng Tianbo didn't know what he touched at that moment, but Xu Ruoshui had already passed away before his death, and his face was immediately covered with red, and his sallow skin could hardly be concealed.

The tray in Mrs. Hu's hand was neatly arranged with bright red clothes, and there were two bright white silver hairpins on it. Meng Tianbo stood up before Xu Ruoshui, pulled up the clothes and looked around, "My lady will look good in these clothes."

Somehow, Xu Ruoshui felt weird listening to it, like a child praising his mother.

Looking at Mrs. Hu's expression, it seemed that this set of clothes was a great reward. Xu Ruo disagreed and went to open the wardrobe. There was no other material in it except a pink dress and even an embroidered canopy.

None. The box behind the bed smelled musty as soon as I opened it.

In late autumn, is this the life you live as a young mistress? Xu Ruoshui put her forehead on her forehead and sighed. The newly delivered clothes are indeed of the best quality.

"Mom, can you prepare some water for me?" Xu Ruoshui said with some embarrassment.

How could Mrs. Hu not be happy? The eldest mistress seemed to have been reborn, her whole person became smarter, her dull look disappeared, and even the madam looked at her differently. "After dinner, my servant will prepare it for you."

After saying that, he walked out with a smile.

Late autumn, you can go with peace of mind. Now I am you and you are me. I will appeal to you and my grievances alone. Let’s see what shameful things are hidden in this bright moon-like Meng Mansion.

"Madam, what are you thinking about?" Meng Tianbo saw that no one was paying attention to him. After studying the red clothes, he felt bored and pulled Xu Ruoshui's sleeves and swung them from side to side.

"Tianbo, my sister is asking you, do you know how to read?" Xu Ruoshui always couldn't regard Meng Tianbo as his husband. First, Meng Tianqi was too cold on the night of her death. He never even saw the body.

One word cut into her heart like a knife; the other was that she felt sorry for Wan Qiu for taking her body and could no longer take her husband.

"I know how to read. My mother used to teach me how to read, and I wrote to my wife." Meng Tianbo lifted the lid of the tea, put his fingers into the teapot, and then made a few strokes on the table. Xu Ruoshui took a closer look.

It's a word that even I can't understand.

"This?" She stretched out her hand and pointed. She learned to read when she was young, but she had never encountered a word she couldn't understand.

"Hahaha," Meng Tianbo suddenly clapped his hands and smiled happily, "It turns out that the lady doesn't know the words. She is stupid, but I am not stupid."

Being laughed at by a stupid person, Xu Ruoshui felt like she couldn't keep it off her face, but she really didn't recognize the crooked word, "Tell sister, what word is this."