Chapter 926

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the next day, the sun is warm and the light is sufficient.

"Miss, you are not well. Why did you come here to dry your tea again?"

Speaking of is a small servant girl of Su Shen, she quickly took over the bamboo flat covered with tea in Su Shen's hand: "give me, you go to have a rest quickly, the servant girl of tea comes to sun."

"I'm fine." Su Shen didn't ask her to pick up Zhu Bian: "it's time for Mr. le and miss Mu to go downstairs for dinner. Ah Xiang, please ask the kitchen to prepare more tea and snacks. I want to thank them for saving their lives yesterday."

After a pause, she said, "go and tell Ah Fu that they will be free of board and lodging for these days."

Those noble guests who seem to have golden spoons are the best in food, use and accommodation these days. They have to avoid all the expenses. How much do they gain or lose?

Ah Xiang quietly settled the account in his heart, chatting like: "Miss, don't you know? Mr. Le left early in the morning with his luggage

Su Shen's action in his hand: "gone?"

"Yes." Ah Xiang nodded: "listen to Ah Fu, almost all of them have gone. Now there is only mu girl left." She asked: "Miss, people are gone, this tea and snacks do not have to prepare more?"

Otherwise, it's a waste. Thanks to Ah Xiang, she's a thrifty little servant girl. She taught her by her words and deeds.

Su Shen looked at the tea in the bamboo flat, silent and distracted.

"Miss?" Still no response, a Xiang reached out and waved in front of her: "Miss? Miss

"Well?" Su Shen raised his eyes: "what do you say?"

Ah Xiang asked again, "I said that now there is only miss Mu left. Do you want more tea and snacks?"

"Prepare more." Su Shen's voice is low, not in the state.

A Xiang was a little worried: "Miss, are you ok?"

Su Shen waved his hand: "it's OK, you go."

Ah Xiang was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and turned back: "by the way, miss, Mr. Le seems to have left something for you. As soon as Ah Fu knocked on your door and you weren't there, he put it on the counter."

"I see." Su Shen is still distracted, she suddenly returned to her mind: "what did you say?"

"I said --" before ah Hsiang said it, Su Shen put the bamboo on the shelf and lifted it. I started my skirt and rushed to the hall.

"Slow down, miss, or you may fall."

When Ah Xiang walked into the room with her heel, she saw her young lady standing at the counter, holding a long scroll in the style of a picture scroll in her hand. She was distracted again.

Ah Xiang went over and called several times, but Su Shen came back to himself.

A Xiang went to see: "Miss, what did Mr. Le draw for you?"

"It's a picture." Su Shen put the scroll away. She asked, "did Mr. Le leave any message?"

"I didn't leave a message, but..." A Xiang pushed a vase in the corner of the counter: "here, this camellia is also left by Mr. le."

This camellia is the one picked by Lotte last night. It has passed a long time. Night, there is no water moisture, flowers and leaves have a little wilt, no longer last night "Fairy".

Seeing this wilting camellia, Ah Xiang had to complain: "Miss, you say that Mr. Le is really true. It's clear that this camellia is picked outside our door, or your favorite color. On weekdays, you are reluctant to pick it, for fear that it will wither ahead of time. Mr. Le even borrows flowers and presents them to Buddha without asking himself to do so -"

"Ah Xiang." Su Shen's eyes warned her not to talk.

Ah Xiang shut up and complained in his heart: it's OK to borrow flowers and offer them to Buddha. I don't even know how to put a vase on the flower. If it hadn't been for her to put it in a vase in time this morning, the flower would have been wilting.

Su Shen gave the scroll to a Xiang: "hang this scroll at the door of our shop."

A Xiang didn't understand why he had to hang up at the door of the shop: "what did Mr. Le write?"

Su Shen read out the contents of the scroll: "a famous utensil is only for tea, and visitors are full of tea fragrance." She commented: "Mr. Le is a person who has poetry and is far away. Don't slander him."

A Xiang knew that her young lady had fallen into the trap. She felt aggrieved for her young lady and murmured in a low voice: "I don't think he has the eyesight to see her. He left and wrote a shop move. Is it because our shop's business is not good?"

Well, literally, this is the shop move. Otherwise, how could miss hang up at the door?

Su Shen heard, soft voice rebuked: "don't talk nonsense." She picked up the camellia flower in the vase and stroked the withered leaves: "the flower will wither and never return. Mr. Le is just a passer-by in our shop. He may come back or never return."

Gently shallow tone, with strands of regret and loss.

A Xiang didn't quite understand, but she felt that her young lady was sad: "Miss, since the flower is dying, it's useless to keep it. Can I take it and lose it?"

If she could, she would like to throw away her shop move.Su Shen seemed to see through the little maid's careful thinking. She didn't give her the flowers in her hand, but also brought back the scroll: "you go to do something else, I'll hang it myself."

"Oh," ah Hsiang was a little reluctant. She glanced at the scroll in Miss's hand. Suddenly, she saw two lines of small words like ants crawling on the scroll: "Miss, it seems that there are still words here."

The words are written on the corner of the scroll. They are very small. If you don't look carefully, you can't see them at all.

When Ah Xiang looked at her face, she couldn't read much. She read every word very hard: "if there is a sheep, there is a green soup. After the angle phase Yu, tongue I original cent

A Xiang, who didn't know much and had limited knowledge, couldn't understand the meaning: "Miss, there is a poem and Mr. Le from afar. What does it mean? It's both sheep and soup. How can it smell full of local flavor? "

What poetry and distance? She saw that Mr. le was the same kind of person as her. He was rustic, vulgar and didn't understand the customs.

Ah Hsiang kept fighting for her young lady and used all the words that Ah Fu usually said she had no culture.

Su Shen took a closer look at the scroll. She didn't know whether she saw the small words on it or was amused by a Xiang. She covered her mouth with a smile and said in a soft voice: "it says that there is a beautiful person on it. It's elegant and graceful. When I meet you, it suits me. "

The incomprehensible Ah Xiang thought that her young lady read well, and she turned to the wind to praise: "Mr. Le writes very well. It's really poetic. I can't stand it. I don't understand the amorous feelings." "What does that mean, miss?" she asked

She couldn't understand the shop move she just made.

What do you mean?

Su Shen's cheeks were covered with an imperceptible red. She didn't explain and changed the topic: "are you lazy again these days, haven't you gone to read and practice calligraphy?"

"Ah? No, "he said A Xiang, who didn't like reading and practicing calligraphy, pretended to be a fool. She quickly found a reason to run away: "ah, miss, I won't tell you. It's time to prepare breakfast for Miss mu."

Ah Xiang, who had run away, didn't know that her shop moves and dying flowers would become her favorite collection.

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