Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Just after dinner in the evening, the gate of the courtyard was knocked.

To open the door is just the nearest Xiaohua. Outside the door is fat father butcher Zhang.

Butcher Zhang is big and thick, tall and strong, but he likes to be clean. He is clean in short brown at any time.

"Sister Tao."

This call stunned Xiaohua. Soon she reacted and said, "brother Zhang, what's the matter?"

Butcher Zhang scratched his head and handed over a large piece of pork wrapped in lotus leaves.

"Our big fat always eats in your house. I'm really sorry. Thank you for taking this pork."

Xiaohua repeatedly refused, "this can't be used. It's nothing to eat twice."

Xiaohua still knows that most of the people in this alley are not rich. A kilogram of pork is more than ten Wen. Many families have to eat for a few days.

"Let you keep it. If you don't, you look down on our family."

Without two words, butcher Zhang didn't change his rudeness. After saying that, he looked at Xiaohua with some anxiety. When he saw that she didn't show disgust, he put down his heart.

"This..."

"Sister Tao, we sell pork. It's really nothing. Thank you for taking care of our fat."

"Thank you, brother Zhang."

Xiaohua took the lotus leaf bag down. Seeing that butcher Zhang had not left, she asked, "brother Zhang, what else?"

"No, no......"

"Then I'll go first." Xiaohua said politely, then turned in and closed the door.

Butcher Zhang was left standing at the door. He was stunned for a long time before he recovered.

Zhao Da was drinking in the house when Zhao San came in.

"Shift changed?"

Zhao San nodded and sat down opposite him. The two brothers drank a few cups. Zhao San said, "a man gave something to his wife just now."

The wine in Zhao Da's mouth burst out with a strange and nervous look.

"Who is so bold?!"

"Butcher Zhang in the alley." compared with him, Zhao San's expression was very calm.

"What did you send?"

"Pork, listen to him. Thank you. Madam often takes care of his children to eat."

Zhao Da was so angry that he scolded: "you son of a bitch, you don't say everything. I thought a man had a crooked mind about his wife."

Zhao Da knows that his wife claims to be a widow, and he has also reported it in detail, including the house. I don't know what your highness will look like.

His Highness's expression can't be controlled by Zhao Da for the time being. Now he can only control what is in front of him, protect his wife and little master, and of course protect her from being harassed by men.

"This is normal human relations, neighborhood relations."

Zhao San is a little ignorant of the world. Zhao Da is teaching him.

Well, in fact, none of them is very worldly. In the past, they had to take care of hard training, or they worked outside with your highness. They are all big men. Who knows how ordinary people live? Zhao Da learned some slowly after he came here.

Zhao San nodded and didn't speak. Since the boss said it was normal, he wouldn't say that the expression he just saw the butcher standing at the door of his wife's house was wrong.

Maybe he was wrong? After all, the boss is the smartest of several people.

King Jing Mansion

courtyard on the west of a compound

Or the yard, as like as two peas in the same service, but less angry.

In the past, people who always had fresh silk on their faces returned to their old silence and awe. If there is no comparison in the past, it is good. With comparison, people will feel weird.

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