MTL - Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

When I first came to Mo's house, Warm and eager to plan for some future plans, so I stayed in the room in the afternoon, writing and drawing like this, thinking and thinking time passed quickly.

It was Zhang Bo who came to call her in person and she knew it was time for dinner.

The dining room of the Mo family is separated from the kitchen by a wall, which is a continuation of the ancient style.

When I came to the dining room, I was sitting in front of the rectangular Nanmu dining table. There were two servants in their fifties who were in their fifties. I recognized them warmly and at a glance. It was He and Jiang. It was Wen. The old maid of the family had served grandmother before. Later, the mother also relied on them to grow up in peace. Grandpa was so impressed by them that he never regarded them as jealous.

When she came to Mo's house in the last life, the two mothers expressed great kindness to her, but at that time, she regarded herself very high, and naturally looked down on them, and even did not want to eat with them at the same table. Grandpa was so angry. Angry, but they never really got angry with her, tolerated her everywhere, tolerated her, and later the grandfather gave her a sum of money because she was guilty of them, so they told her to return home, so later the grandfather It ended in such a cold and tragic end.

Seeing them again in this life is very happy and warm, because it means that two more people in this world hurt her!

"Little ... Little Miss!" He and Ms. Jiang looked at Wen Ya and kept staring at them. Suddenly, they didn't know where to put their hands and feet. They trembled from the dining table. They naturally knew that the servant and the host ate at the same table. This is out of order, but in these years the fathers have been lonely eating alone, so when the fathers asked them to eat at the same table, they did not refuse.

Now that the little lady is back, the old man is accompanied to eat, so naturally they are not needed.

Mr. Mo slightly frowned and introduced to Wenya: "This is Mom and Jiang, the old people who served your grandma. Later, your mother also relied on them to bring up the hardships. They are not outsiders. The Mo family doesn't have that many rule."

Wen Xinya smile looked at them: "Hey Mom, Mom Jiang! Hello, sit down!"

He and Ms. Jiang opened their eyes wide and was flattered, "Miss, you sit down and eat, and you don't know what you like to eat. You originally planned to ask Lao Zhang, but Zhang Bo said you have been busy in the afternoon. , So I did n’t bother, I just made some good food and did n’t know if it would suit your appetite. ”

I did not expect that the little lady was so approachable, and she did not dislike her maid identity at all. Like Wen Ruya, she raised her head high every time she came, looked at her with her nostrils, and even treated them with her master. Eating at the same table is quite cynical.

A warm and smiling look at the nine dishes and one soup on the table, each of them is very delicate: "The dinner is very rich, it must be delicious."

It is indeed very rich. Although there are only nine dishes and one soup, it covers the eight major cuisines of country Z, and the halo is properly matched.

After getting affirmation, Mom and Jiang picked up the chopsticks and put vegetables in the Wen Xinya bowl: "Little girl, you have to eat more, you must have suffered a lot outside, they have become so thin, female Although the child is thinner and better-looking, you are now growing up, but you cannot lose your body for beauty, but you will not be able to make up for it in the future. "

Wen Xinya looking at the vegetables piled up in the bowl, her eyes were sour, and she held back tears. She put chopsticks on the green vegetables and put them in the grandpa's bowl. "You also eat the grandpa."

"Mother He and Ms. Jiang, don't patronize for me, and you eat too!" After that, they added them to the dish.

Both Mr. Mo and Zhang Bo were relieved.

"Cough!" Zhang Bo coughed, looking at the empty bowl in front of him.

Warm and smashing his tears, for Zhang Bo clamped a piece of braised pork trotter: "You also eat Zhang Bo, this braised pork trotter is not only rich in nutrition, but also beauty and beauty, you can eat more."

He Ma laughed out loud: "Just his chrysanthemum face, it is a waste to eat as many trotters."

Mother Jiang concurred: "It's better to keep it for the young lady. In the future, the young lady must be white and tender."

Zhang Bo's face couldn't be stopped: "Okay, you all take me off!"

The laughter and laughter in the house made Master Mo suddenly give birth to a kind of fulfillment: "It hasn't been so busy for a long time at home."

Mr. Mo's words calmed down the atmosphere in the room.

Wen Xinya smile: "Everyone eat fast, the food should be cold for a while, grandpa you eat soon."

The Wen Xinya food is quite elegant, and she does not need to hide herself at Mo's house.

Father Mo watched her every move while eating, and she was surprised by the natural elegance and nobility, but she was surprised and surprised, but also made Father Mo secretly understand that Xinya was not as shallow as the information written on it.

Zhang Bo was also surprised for a moment.

Only Mrs. He and Mrs. Jiang didn't feel at odds, because in their hearts, the young lady was like this, and the young lady was naturally the same.

Soon a few people, Mr. Mo, discovered the Wen Xinya habit of eating. Looking at the remaining vegetables on the table and the swept meat, everyone felt sour.

Wen Xinya filled another bowl of rice for herself, and Mom and Jiang could n’t eat anymore, and quietly put down the chopsticks. Miss, this is the third bowl of rice, and each bowl is full. Eat No rice was found in the bottom of the bowl afterwards.

I do not know when the famous ladies in Beijing, the family members of the family always like to leave a small bowl of rice, as if this can better reflect their nobility and wealth, which lady is like a young lady.

Mr. Wen's hand shaking with chopsticks trembled, but he didn't have the strength to pick up vegetables.

Zhang Bo stared at Wen Ya, watching her as she ate, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

The warmth and joyfulness of eating, I felt that everyone's eyes were gathered on her body, and I couldn't help but look up and asked, "Why don't everyone eat, just watch me eat!"

Jiang Maqiang laughed: "Little lady likes to eat our dishes, and we are all happy."

The cozy and vaguely understand why they all look like this, smirking: "Mom He and Mama Jiang made delicious dishes, I have never eaten such a delicious thing before, and I did not dare to let go of my belly in Wen Come here to eat, so ... my meals are a bit bigger, and I usually only have three bowls full ... "She said she was guilty at the end. Now, which daughter has such a big meal.

Father Mo was unhappy and said, "Even if you eat, the Mo family can still afford you with this amount of food. Our Mo family does not have the hypocrisy set of the Wen family." "You also let go of your belly to eat. Whoever doesn't eat three bowls of rice today will not be allowed to leave the table."

Wen Xinya can not help but have a feeling of crying, this is the feeling of family! Warm and comfortable, she unknowingly let go of all her defenses and exposed her truest side.