The girl immediately stepped forward and bowed, "My servant is Luo Luo, and she is Miss Qing'er's maid."

The voice was just like her appearance, and it was cheerful.

Lin Yuan was a little surprised at first, but then he thought it was normal. Xixi was a lady from the Su family, so how could she have no maid?

She looked at Xixi.

"Why did you bring it here today?"

Xixi tilted her head and looked at her, then looked at Qinghe, "Brother asked her to take her, Qinghe was tired."

Qinghe was very moved when she heard this, but she still said, "There is no fatigue at all."

But Xixi ignored her and instead touched her belly and said, "Hungry." It seemed that what she said just now was not what she said, but more like completing anything she was told.

Lin Yu'an's mind looked like the boy, his face turned red, but he quickly shook his head hard again.

Be more awake!

That boy is only ten years old!!

Seeing that Lin Yuan did not respond, Xixi immediately reached out and pulled her sleeve.

"What's wrong?"

Xixi looked at her pitifully and said in a grievance: "Hungry!"

"Ah, let's go and see what Aunt Qian cooked." Lin Yuan took Xixi's little hand and walked out.

Luo Luo looked at the backs of the two, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart.

Lin Xiangjun is obviously as old as her lady, but why do they seem to be much older than the lady when they get along?

However, thinking of her own lady's situation, she felt relieved again.

"Lolo, let's follow...ah!"

Seeing Luo Luo in a daze, Qinghe quickly reached out to pat her on the shoulder to remind her, but she was grabbed tightly as soon as her hand approached.

The force was very strong, and Qinghe shouted out in pain.

The two people who heard the sound immediately turned around.

Xixi: "Let go!"

Lolo then let go of his hand.

Lin Yuan trotted back and grabbed Qinghe's wrist to check. It turned red and there was probably bruises soon. She frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Qinghe glanced at Luo Luo timidly before talking about what happened with red eyes.

Lin Yuan didn't expect that Luo Luo's vigilance would be so high, and Qinghe was considered an unpredictable disaster this time.

But this is good, at least you don’t have to worry about Xixi’s safety in the future.

At this time, Luo Luo's face turned red and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I...I... didn't mean it!"

Lin Yuan gently patted Qinghe's hand, "It's all a misunderstanding. Just don't pat Luo Luo at will in the future."

Qinghe responded in a depressed mood: "I understand."

"You go to the house to get the bottle of ointment made by Dr. Mu, and rub it well for a while to let the blood stasis go away."

Qinghe immediately said nervously: "No, there is only one bottle of that ointment, I just rub it open."

Qinghe was very happy that he was valued so much by his hometown, but when she thought of the rare ointment, she still refused.

Lin Yuan pointed her forehead and said, "The ointment is for use. Don't be too nagging, go and get it! Otherwise I'll be angry!"

"yes!"

Qinghe, who originally wanted to say something, did not dare to continue after meeting Lin Yuan's eyes. She immediately turned around to get the ointment.

Her hometown is really powerful!

Nothing weaker than the noble girls in the city.

After Qinghe took out the ointment, they walked to the kitchen again.

"I...why I'll help you rub it." Luo Luo saw Qinghe's a little busy and spoke carefully to help, "I have learned some massage techniques to ensure that the bruises will soon dissipate."

Qinghe was stunned at first, then smiled and said, "Okay!"

Then he handed over the ointment.

Luo Luo took the ointment with joy, took a little, then grabbed Qinghe's hand and began to press it hard.

“Um…”

Qinghe exhaled in pain.

Lolo quickly said, "It will hurt a little, but this will work."

"It's okay, I can hold it."

Although walking in front, Lin Yuan kept paying attention to the situation of the two people behind him.

Seeing that they could get along with each other in a friendly manner, I felt relieved.

That was Xixi's maid, and Lin Yuan naturally didn't want a rift between Qinghe and Luo Luo.

When the four of them arrived at the kitchen room, Chu Niang Qian and Hongling were cooking soy milk.

Since the merchants learned to make tofu, they directly asked a fixed merchant to deliver goods every day, and at most they made soy milk.

“What’s the breakfast today?”

Lin Yu'an looked at the kitchen and asked directly without finding the staple food.

Hongling looked at Luo Luo curiously, pointed to the pot on the other side, and said with a smile: "In addition to soy milk, some flour cakes are also baked."

"Okay, did you give it to my brother?"

"Brother Lei will come here to get it later."

As soon as Hongling finished speaking, He Lei's voice came from the door, "Hongling, is the breakfast ready?" Then he found Lin Yu'an in the room, "Xiangjun, Miss Xixi early."

Lin Yu'an: "Beginning."

Xixi nodded simply again, then stared at the pot on the stove.

He Lei glanced at Luo Luo, but quickly turned his eyes back.

"Brother Lei, your part is also in it."

"Okay, thank you."

He Lei took the food box, said goodbye to Lin Yu'an, and walked towards Lin Ruochen's yard.

"Young Master, I've brought the breakfast."

Lin Ruochen said softly: "Put it on the table."

He Lei sighed secretly, "Young Master, let's have breakfast first. If the Xiangjun knew that you stayed up late again, you would be angry."

Lin Ruochen glared at him.

"Don't say it to An An."

"yes."

He Lei took out the food box and said, "When I saw Xiangjun in the kitchen just now, I saw that there was a girl next to them, and she seemed to be martial."

Lin Ruochen, who was drinking soy milk, immediately stopped, "Huawu? Tell me what the situation is?"

After He Lei finished speaking, Lin Ruochen pondered for a while.

"It should be the maid whom the Su family matches Xixi. You can ask for it when you go back the food box later."

"yes."

While eating, Lin Ruochen thought that Xixi's martial arts skills were so high that he would have to be a maid who knew martial arts. So should he also give An An a match?

In the kitchen.

Lin Yuan and the other two quickly finished their breakfast.

The pancake is soft and delicious, with a little saltiness in the noodles, making people unable to stop talking.

If it weren't for the fact that my stomach could not be stuffed again, Lin Yuan might have continued to eat. She looked at Chu Qian and said, "Aunt Qian, can you continue to eat pancakes at noon?"

Faced with such a cute little girl’s request, Cook Qian would certainly not refuse, “No problem.”

"Thanks."

In fact, Lin Yuan likes to eat pasta. When she was a child, she even acted coquettishly with her grandmother in order to eat the above. At that time, her grandmother said that she might have been a northerner in her previous life and she actually liked pasta more than rice.

When I think of my grandmother Lin Yuan's eyes turned red.

"What's wrong?!"

Xixi looked at her nervously.

"It's okay, let's make walnuts with hang-frosted today, okay?" Lin Yuan quickly calmed down and smiled.

"Hanging the frosted walnuts?"
Chapter completed!