Chapter 36 Begging for Food

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  Hua didn't know what Lan Sheng was thinking at all and blamed the place for being poor, "Even if this house can be used, how can two ladies live in it?"

  Lan Sheng Zheng said to Wu San Dao, "Trouble Wu Guan Shi to inform my father that there is only one room and one bed available here. Just sweeping the floor will take until midnight. By the way, my mother is most afraid of mice."

  Wu San nodded and retreated sideways, saying, "I'll immediately call some maids to clean up. Miss Lan, please wait for a moment."

  After Wu San left, Hua said with a pout, "This little man's face changes so quickly. I'm surprised you still bother to talk to him for so long. I'll tell the mistress that we absolutely can't use him."

  Lan didn't bother to explain, she was still learning how to deal with people and things herself, but she moved a chair under the eaves and sat down. After waiting for a while, seven or eight rough-looking servant girls came in, bowed to her, and quickly started sweeping.

  The grass was swaying wildly, and the strange noise made me panic. My hair stood on end, and I didn't know where to put my hands or feet. But then I saw Lan Sheng sitting with his face propped up, eyes closed, looking very comfortable and self-satisfied. I followed behind Wu Guo, who was catching mice, muttering, "This illness is cured, and the small courage is also treated. Even if the sky falls, it's still carefree."

  "You've passed through the Ghost Gate, what are you afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants?" Wu Guo's eyes were bright and his hands were quick as he caught two fat mice and threw them into a copper box.

  There are flowers and yet it's strange, "What's the point of catching such a dirty thing alive?"

  "Release." Wu Guo's face was expressionless.

  A flower hit him on the head with no result, Lan Sheng furrowed his brow and rolled his eyes, "Don't let her lead you astray, she talks nonsense."

  No words were spoken, but after catching ten or so, they didn't stay any longer. With a swing of both arms, the copper box was moved out of the courtyard, and it took about half an hour to return. Except for the flowers, no one saw anything.

  As soon as she saw the flowers, she turned around and forgot about this one. She was shouting at the crowd to splash water and wipe the floor, setting up ladders to sweep the dust. Fortunately, she herself was diligent, otherwise she might have been disliked by people and would have done a sloppy job.

  Wu Guanshi personally led the way to dinner, and as they walked, he wiped away tears with his sleeve, saying to Lan Sheng, who had obviously taken a comfortable nap, "I told Master about the situation here, and he decided that Second Madam would temporarily stay in the main courtyard's guest wing. When the chief steward finds some workers to fix this place up, we can talk about it again. Tonight is definitely out of the question. Second Madam was worried that Miss wouldn't have a place to sleep and said that if all else fails, she could squeeze in with her."

  Lan Sheng turned his head to glance at the bright and spacious main house, "I've been living separately from my mother since I was young, so I'm not used to squeezing into one house with her. Besides, this place is quite tidy."

  Wu said, "The second mistress also thought of it and said that if Miss needs more manpower, she can ask Ning to arrange for someone to help."

  This wasn't the rhythm of someone planning to move in, Lan Sheng's mood was carefree. "It's a bit lacking without some rough servants, but it's already late tonight, trouble Wu Guanshi to help me find Ning Bo tomorrow. Ning Bo is the general manager of Yao Zhen's mansion, my mother's dowry old man, if you want to follow my mother to do things, if you get Ning Bo's approval, it's more useful than me this useless daughter."

  Wu Guan Shi hastily thanked everyone and led them out of the courtyard only after they had thoroughly cleaned the main house until it was spotless. He understood that people who have been away from home for many years would not easily trust strangers, and would rather live in inconvenient conditions than have prying ears nearby.

  That night, listening to Hua complaining about the various shortcomings of this courtyard on the couch outside, Lan Sheng slept soundly and dreamed of Xiao Mei. In his dream, he took over the renovation of the house and earned his first pot of gold.

  Woke up with a smile, feeling good about the feng shui, in a great mood got dressed and went out, only to see that the outer door was wide open, a patch of sunlight shining on the grass in the courtyard, making it look particularly green, but there was no sign of Hua, this irresponsible little maid.

  He poked his head out from behind the door and asked, "Miss, are you awake?"

  "What time is it?" No wonder she's biased, if Flower and Fruitless were to fall into the water, she would definitely save Fruitless first.

  "It's just past dawn." Wu Guo paused for a moment, "Miss wants food, I don't have food."

  Lan Sheng burst out laughing and said, "I don't want rice, you want rice."

  She scratched her head in embarrassment, not turning around, "Miss wants to eat breakfast, but there isn't any. The flower girl went out at dawn, I didn't see anyone else."

  "That girl must have gone to serve my mother. If this continues, it's better to get either Youxia or Wulan over here. Which one do you choose?" Lan Sheng stepped out of the door.

  Shaking head in vain, none of them are chosen, still the good brother with flowers is better.

  Lan Sheng didn't care about the answer, looked around and said, "It looks okay at night, but it looks like a haunted house during the day. It'll take at least two months to fix it up. You haven't noticed that you're alone?" Two months, just enough time to test my skills.

  "No."

  Lan was born with a calculating mind, and it was just past 9 o'clock in the morning. Last night, Old Madam said they would have breakfast together, but by this time, it was definitely past mealtime. On the other hand, she didn't need to worry about being absent, as her mother-in-law wouldn't let her sleep so late if she wanted her to go. She should be afraid of losing points in Old Madam's heart for not having manners at the dinner table.

  She walked out of the hospital.

  "Nothing to report," said the servant girl, "Miss, go see Madame?"

  "No, go eat breakfast." As a Miss Qianjin, she wouldn't be bullied by others.

  No fruit was harvested, and it's growing taller, skipping a meal makes me anxious with hunger.

  As a good student in the architecture department, Lan Sheng had a keen sense of direction and soon arrived at the front gate of Nan Yue Fu by walking along the corridor under the outer wall.

  The big gate fell iron bolt, two doorkeepers in the gatehouse idle teeth, one of them heard footsteps and stood up to look out the window, staring at Lan Sheng for a long time without making a sound.

  "You've been here for three months and still haven't gotten familiar with everyone? Be careful or the big boss will fire you!" Another weirdo said, standing up straight and staring. Who is this guy?

  "I am Nan Yue Lan Sheng, Madame Mei's daughter." I should introduce myself, as less than a tenth of the people in the entire mansion have seen her, "Early this morning, I asked you to open the door for me."

  One was stunned, one was dazed, they stared at each other in confusion, then rushed to squeeze through the doorway to get out, almost falling over each other, and apologized profusely, saying that last night was dark and they hadn't seen each other's faces clearly.

  "Does she recognize him now?" People were polite to her and she was polite to people.

  The two of them hurriedly said they recognized him.

  "Well, let's open the door then." The ultimate goal of politeness lies in this.

  "......Miss, are you going out alone?" asked the experienced doorman hesitantly.

  One hand pulled out a fruitless thing about the same size as his own head from behind him, "No doubt this kid will grow up to be a great man, but for now, it's enough to serve as my guard."

  This is ridiculous, looking like a 14 or 15-year-old kid can be a guard? Men Han was embarrassed, "Miss Lansheng, other young ladies going out at least bring five or more sword guards, although it's an unwritten rule..."

  "It's not like I'm unaccompanied, even if I went out alone it wouldn't be a problem, let alone with someone. Open the door." For the third time, Lan Sheng's phoenix eyes narrowed and her arms crossed. She was a problematic daughter, so she shouldn't hold back when making trouble.

  What's going on? One person slaps another? Will it hurt their hand?

  The door opened, she thought too much and lacked the courage to act, so another opportunity to show off her prowess slipped away.

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