Nan Baoyi boarded the carriage, and the carriage was empty.

She curiously opened the window: "Heye, we have been delaying in Cheng's mansion for so long. Logically speaking, the second brother and Zhuzhu should be waiting for us. Why are there no one in the figure? They won't go home early, right?"

"How could it be?" He Ye looked at Cheng's mansion curiously, "Maybe he was delayed by something, right? Mrs. Cheng has to pay off her debts, maybe it takes more effort to count the money..."

When Nan Baoyi thought about it, it made sense.

She took out a ingot of silver: "It's also idle, it's so hard. You can run for me and go to Fish Snail to buy some spicy fried river food, okay?"

Running errands for the sister whom the master loves is a supreme glory for the ten sufferings.

He waved his hand attentively: "Where can I make the fifth girl spend money? You want to eat river food, the younger one pays you money!"

After saying that, he ran away on a horse.

Nan Baoyi was stunned.

These days, servants are rushing to pay for their master’s bills?

She took a sip of hot tea with amusedness, held her face in both hands, stared at the Cheng Mansion gate, hoping that Zhuzhu and the others would come out soon.

At this time, the warm room in the backyard of Chengfu.

Nan Baozhu was dragged into the warmhouse by Ning Wanzhou and locked the inner fan.

She was unhappy: "As soon as she reached the front yard, you dragged it back to the back yard. What do you want to do? Jiaojiao is still waiting in the carriage!"

Ning Wanzhou didn't say a word, and reached out to take off her jacket and skirt.

Nan Baozhu was anxious and covered her jacket and skirt tightly, "Wanwan, are you crazy, are you?! OK, why are you doing my clothes?!"

Ning Wanzhou looked cold and said, "Take it off."

"What are you taking off!" Nan Baozhu took two steps back in fear, "I secretly read some of the words, which said that some women would have...uh, ill-heartedness towards other women! Wanwan, you, you, you, you, you, aren't you interested in me?!"

Ning Wanzhou rolled his eyes.

Originally they were going to leave the mansion, but when they walked to the front yard, he suddenly saw a little brown blood stain on the back of Nan Baozhu's jacket and skirt.

Although it is worn thickly in winter, Nan Baozhu's jacket and skirt are snow-blue, and perhaps the amount is relatively large...

His ears were slightly red, and he was reminding with a stern face in a deep voice: "You are here for Kui Shui."

"Kui...shui?" Nan Baozhu was confused.

Ning Wanzhou rolled his eyes again.

This girl is obviously one year older than him, so why is she like an idiot? Even Kui Shui doesn't know!

He ignored all the slightest and domineeringly removed the jacket and skirt for her, pointing at the small brown blood stain, "This."

Nan Baozhu was stunned for a moment. When she realized what this was, her little face instantly turned red!

She is already thirteen years old, and the maid around her has taught her these!

But I didn't expect that I would choose this time...

Even the jacket and skirt outside are stained, you can imagine that the horse-faced skirt and trousers are also...

She covered her horse-faced skirt and stuttered: "But I don't feel anything at all. They all say that girls will have stomachache when they come to Kui Shui..."

“Variable from person to person.”

Ning Wanzhou took a small basin filled with clear water and placed it on the ground.

He hugged his jacket and skirt, squatted by the small basin on one knee, and carefully scrubbed the blood stain.

Nan Baozhu squatted beside him and looked at his side face curiously: "Wanwan, you are so awesome. You are obviously younger than me, but you know so much..."

Moreover, Wanwan, a young girl who was selling herself to bury her father, looked very delicate and pink, with high eyebrows and high nose bridge, which was very heroic.

The most rare thing is that she is very noble in her behavior, and she is more graceful than the eldest lady of an official family.

Ning Wanzhou snorted lightly and ignored her.

He rubbed the stain clean and put his jacket and skirt on the golden silk carved cage.

The smoked cage is filled with red bamboo charcoal, so you can dry the jacket and skirt.

He turned to Nan Baozhu again, "horse-faced skirt and liner."

Nan Baozhu handed him the clothes and took a thin blanket around her waist to cover her shame.

She looked at Ning Wanzhou.

He scrubbed carefully, changed basins after basin of water in his ear room, and even no stains were left on his clothes.

Because it was cold water, after washing, the little hands were frozen red.

Nan Baozhu held his little hand in the palm of his hand and lowered his head to blow: "I'll warm you up soon!"

Ning Wanzhou raised his eyebrows.

This girl is fat and even her hands are fleshy.

He clearly had a cage to warm his hands, but he was foolishly trying to exhale him...

So stupid!

He cursed in his heart, but he turned his face proudly and let her warm her hands.

Nan Baozhu bent her eyes and smiled: "Wanwan, I thought you were a bad-tempered little girl. She snatched my chicken legs and broke my mouth fat, but she was always too big or small... But now I realize that Wanwan is a very good person!"

Ning Wanzhou snorted lightly.

Nan Baozhu is really stupid. If she treats her a little better, she thinks that the other person is a good person.

Such a girl will help her count money if she is sold in the future!

He said coldly: "My sister said that when my daughter comes to Kui Shui, she is the most delicate. So at that time, no matter what happens, even if she is a quarrel, men should take the initiative to be humble and take the initiative to take care of them. This is the character and cultivation of a real man!"

Nan Baozhu heard it very confused.

man?

A real man?

She was confused: "Nannuan, you are just a little girl..."

Ning Wanzhou rolled his eyes and said nothing.

His hands were warmed, so he sat down beside the smoke cage and asked Nan Baozhu to find him a needle and thread basket.

He took off his rabbit-haired jacket, cut the jacket with scissors, and cut a long strip from the middle.

He sewed the long edges with needle and thread, sewing the cotton tightly inside.

He said lightly: "It's a month's business."

As he said that, he sewed four laces on the four corners of the long strip.

He gestured to himself with the menstruation cloth before handing it to Nan Baozhu, "Wear it like me."

Nan Baozhu hugged the menstrual cloth and dried clothes, and went to the ear room to wear it with a smile.

When the master and servant left Cheng's mansion and boarded the carriage, Nan Baoyi had been waiting for a long time.

Nan Baozhu leaned into her sister's ear and said happily: "Jiaojiao, I have become a big girl!"

"Big girl?" Nan Baoyi was puzzled, "Are you not before?"

Nan Baozhu shook the embroidered handkerchief proudly, "You don't understand... Anyway, I'm no longer a little girl like you. I already have the skills to have a baby!"

"puff!"

Ning Wanzhou was drinking tea when he sprayed out a sip of water.

What is the "skill of having children"?!

Having a baby is actually a skill?!

What kind of adjective is this?

What's more, in today's world, although women are fifteen years old and have not fully grown up because they are young, so even if they marry into their husband's family, they will consider having children two years later.

Nan Baozhu, it’s still early to have a baby!

Nan Baoyi was slightly stunned and quickly understood what Nan Baozhu meant.

She smiled and raised her glass: "Take instead of wine, congratulations to Zhuzhu for growing up into a big girl!"

"Hehe, cheers! I wish Jiaojiao to grow up to be a big girl as soon as possible! I wish Wanwan to grow up to be a big girl as soon as possible!"

Ning Wanzhou: "..."

No, he doesn't want to grow up to be a big girl.
Chapter completed!