Dressed as a villain's wife

Chapter 424 The Food Delivery Girl and the Lame Man

"Husband, madam..."

The two servant girls shouted tremblingly, trembling even to the end.

Seeing the two little girls kneeling on the ground trembling like chaff, Nan Zhi had no emotion in his eyes.

"What is your name?"

Nan Zhi opened his mouth, the two little girls trembled, and only then did one answer hastily: "Bi, Mrs. Bing, servant girl Qinglian."

Seeing that the little sisters beside him had already replied, the other person could only bite the bullet and say: "Mrs. Madam, my servant Cheng Yue."

"What is it for?"

"Ma'am, we are handymen in the kitchen, and we work with the cook on weekdays."

Didn't hear the anger in Nanzhi's tone, Qinglian became more courageous, and answered with her head down.

Nan Zhi glanced at them, but didn't speak, just raised his chin, turned and went into the kitchen.

Ma Po didn't say anything, just glanced at the two kneeling, and followed Nan Zhi into the kitchen.

The former city lord was greedy for pleasure, so he was not sloppy about eating and drinking. With only a kitchen the size of a kitchen, it could be used as a residence for a family of ordinary people.

However, Shen Wenchen never cared about these things. In addition, there were less than twenty servants in the City Lord's Mansion, so the kitchen here was left idle.

The cook's husband's family name was Zhao, and she was one of the few left behind from the previous people. Because of this relationship, the servants in the house all called her Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao has just turned 36 years old. She has two sons at home, and the food in the city lord's mansion is good. She never treats herself badly, and she has a circle of fat on her body.

At this moment, she was cooking with her back propped up, and she caught a glimpse of someone shaking at the door from the corner of her eye, and she only complained in a rough voice: "You two damn girls, you are used to being lazy on weekdays, now Madam ordered food, you Dare to run outside and be lazy, it's really boring.

I'm not afraid that Madam will throw you into prison to suffer if she finds out about your little thoughts. "

Aunt Zhao complained, but she didn't stop the movement of her hands, and the flesh on her body swayed with her movements. Just turning over the vegetables, her forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.

Not seeing any movement from the figure at the door, Aunt Zhao frowned, turned around with a spatula in her hand and was about to scold, but she was dumbfounded when she saw the person coming.

The spatula landed on the bluestone slab with a clang, and Qinglian and Chengyue outside the door trembled when they heard the sound inside the room. Such cold weather also made their backs covered with cold sweat.

"Husband, madam.!"

Zhao's arrogance was instantly extinguished, and she knelt down on the ground with a plop, regardless of the pain.

The solid flesh hit the ground, and the sound was a bit dull.

"Ma'am, the young one should be damned, the young one should be damned, the young one thought it was Qinglian and Chengyue, the two lazy girls, but the young one didn't know it was Madam, that's why he ran into you..."

Mrs. Zhao endured the pain in her knee, her face was frighteningly white.

Afraid that Nanzhi would get angry and throw her to the cell.

"It's you who say I'm bullying?"

Nan Zhi looked at her with cool eyes, but there was no anger in his eyes.

"Yes, it's a misunderstanding. It's all a misunderstanding.

The little one also listened to other people's rumors, not on purpose.I also ask Madam to have a large number, and spare the little one. "

Mrs. Zhao looked at Nanzhi as if she was facing some kind of scourge, and just kowtowed her head.

The sound was very dull, and it was a bit frightening for people's ears.

"Okay, stop knocking."

Nan Zhi frowned and looked at her, a little displeased.

"Mr. Zhao, I remember that you are the old man who stayed behind."

"Yes Yes."

After hearing Nan Zhi's words, Mrs. Zhao raised her head quickly.

Beads of blood were oozing out of Bai Pang's forehead at the moment, and the bright red blood slid down her forehead, looking a little scary.

"Then do you know the punishment for talking behind the scenes?"

Nan Zhi turned her body slightly, unwilling to see the blood on her forehead.

Just looking at the blush, she felt a little nauseated.

"Yes, it's [-] sticks, no water or food for three days..."

This punishment was not set by Shen Wenchen and Nan Zhi, but one of the rules when the previous city lord was around.

It's just because Shen Wenchen didn't take care of the affairs of the mansion very much, so many things remained as before.

In addition, after the two got married, Shen Wenchen became more and more busy, and Nanzhi stayed there tightly with Sanwei, so things in the mansion were delayed again.

Mrs. Zhao was almost scared to pee when she thought of how those people were punished back then, and now she was even more remorseful.

What's the point of her talking nonsense!

Even if it is said that the second dog next door is hanging out with the widow, it is better than speaking ill of the master behind his back!

"I ask you, from whom did you hear those words?"

Nanzhi could tell that Mrs. Zhao was a timid person, and her being kept proved that she was not evil. At most, she had a long tongue and liked to gossip behind her back.

In this case, it is only someone spreading these words on purpose.

Just like when the whole city was talking about Shen Wenchen and Su Tao, they also said that he was a god of evil and a god of killing.

Rumors do not come from nothing.

It will always benefit some people.

"Husband, madam..."

The two servant girls shouted tremblingly, trembling even to the end.

Seeing the two little girls kneeling on the ground trembling like chaff, Nan Zhi had no emotion in his eyes.

"What is your name?"

Nan Zhi opened his mouth, the two little girls trembled, and only then did one answer hastily: "Bi, Mrs. Bing, servant girl Qinglian."

Seeing that the little sisters beside him had already replied, the other person could only bite the bullet and say: "Mrs. Madam, my servant Cheng Yue."

"What is it for?"

"Ma'am, we are handymen in the kitchen, and we work with the cook on weekdays."

Didn't hear the anger in Nanzhi's tone, Qinglian became more courageous, and answered with her head down.

Nan Zhi glanced at them, but didn't speak, just raised his chin, turned and went into the kitchen.

Ma Po didn't say anything, just glanced at the two kneeling, and followed Nan Zhi into the kitchen.

The former city lord was greedy for pleasure, so he was not sloppy about eating and drinking. With only a kitchen the size of a kitchen, it could be used as a residence for a family of ordinary people.

However, Shen Wenchen never cared about these things. In addition, there were less than twenty servants in the City Lord's Mansion, so the kitchen here was left idle.

The cook's husband's family name was Zhao, and she was one of the few left behind from the previous people. Because of this relationship, the servants in the house all called her Aunt Zhao.

Aunt Zhao has just turned 36 years old. She has two sons at home, and the food in the city lord's mansion is good. She never treats herself badly, and she has a circle of fat on her body.

At this moment, she was cooking with her back propped up, and she caught a glimpse of someone shaking at the door from the corner of her eye, and she only complained in a rough voice: "You two damn girls, you are used to being lazy on weekdays, now Madam ordered food, you Dare to run outside and be lazy, it's really boring.

I'm not afraid that Madam will throw you into prison to suffer if she finds out about your little thoughts. "

Aunt Zhao complained, but she didn't stop the movement of her hands, and the flesh on her body swayed with her movements. Just turning over the vegetables, her forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.