I can't get enough to feed you

Chapter 3

The homeless man raised his head slightly, looked at the paper bag in his hand, and didn't look at Meng Xiaojiang. He put his nose on the paper bag and smelled it, then opened the paper bag on his own, poked his head in and took a look.Immediately, he raised his face, and a croissant came out of his mouth.He raised his head and only moved his mouth without moving his hands. He chewed and swallowed the bread with the bread in his mouth and moved his cheeks.

On a dirty face that could not be seen clearly, there were only a pair of big eyes that were extremely bright, and the eyeballs rolled around, turning back and forth, and fixed their eyes on Meng Xiaojiang's face.

Meng Xiaojiang was inexplicably flustered by the sight, so she shrugged her shoulders and lowered her head, no longer looked at the homeless man, and hurriedly opened the back door to enter the house, shutting the door to cut off the homeless man's gaze, He was covered in white sweat.

"Xiao Jiang!" Someone came from behind, yelled and patted him on the shoulder. Meng Xiaojiang turned his head slowly. Yes, the manager is looking for you."

After finishing speaking, he wondered again: "Why is your face so pale?"

Meng Xiaojiang just said "Oh" slowly, and replied, "My face is already pale." And he also knew that these people called him "little white face" behind his back.

The half-grown man with straight eyebrows and staring eyes scratched his head: "Hey, yes, you are already pale, but today you look extraordinarily pale!"

Meng Xiaojiang smiled bluntly, and usually talked less, but now she is also a sulky gourd, but her head is lowered, her shoulders are shrunk and her back is slumped. The way she walks is still a bit wretched, until she met the chief executive, and she was brutally beaten head-on. Take a shot.

The chief manager scolded first: "Little bastard, if you don't straighten your waist all day long, it's like you haven't had enough food. I don't know if you think the Zhang family is a harsh servant. If you see Tian'er go to the kitchen to mess around with food, you won't be able to eat." Have you eaten in the Pacific Ocean?"

When the chief executive was young, he studied with the young master for two years. He knew a little English and geography, and he knew how to read the huge globe in the living room. Therefore, when he cursed, he had to do private work to show how knowledgeable he was. .

Of course, because it is too profound, people often don't understand it, so the effect of cursing is greatly reduced every time.

With this discount, the person being scolded didn't care much. Meng Xiaojiang didn't understand what the Pacific Ocean was, so he stood up a little straighter and raised his face.

The head manager usually doesn't pay attention to these low-level servants, but now he looks at it and finds that Meng Xiaojiang has stayed in Zhang's house for half a year, probably because the food is good, and now he looks better than when the master first brought him into Zhang's mansion many.The complexion is better, and people look even more nose-to-nose-eyes-to-eyes. He is really a handsome and beautiful boy.

So after cursing, he gave a smiling face again, and suddenly reached out and patted the kid on the shoulder in a friendly manner, and led him to follow him: "You are lucky, the second young master's servants have been replaced when they get older. Now I want to add a new one, I didn't expect the second master to add you in by name, you are..." The chief manager pondered a powerful idiom, and slapped Meng Xiaojiang: "It's soaring to the sky!"

Meng Xiaojiang narrowed her eyes, her shoulders slumped slightly, and she still thanked her in a low voice, even if she had a pleasing face, she was not very pleasing.

He actually had something on his mind, pretending to be something on his mind, so he couldn't react much to the manager's words.That concern is just that homeless man.

He has lived for 800 years, and he has encountered all kinds of things, big and small. He thinks that he has become a tortoise, and he is a bit spiritual. Just now, a homeless man made him sweat all over his body. So I have to wonder what it is that can scare him with white hair?

In short, it should not be human!

The manager walked in front, Meng Xiaojiang followed, and followed all the way to the second young master. Apart from writing a conclusion that the tramp must not be human, Meng Xiaojiang didn't think about what a tramp who is not a human is.

The second young master is a bit of a second person as he is ranked, his name is Zhang Mingyuan, he is just a flower in his twenties, and he is barely tall and handsome.

At this moment, after breakfast, Zhang Mingyuan was lying in the arms of his servant girl. The servant girl's appearance was plain, which was intentional by the second master's mother.The second young master was spread out on a couch for the imperial concubine, with his head resting on the thighs of a maid who had no appetite at all. The maid rested her hands on both sides of Zhang Mingyuan's head and was pressing his temples.

As early as when the chief manager entered the room, his face automatically changed to a smiling face that was not only respectful, but also neither humble nor overbearing.

The manager bowed slightly before reaching Zhang Mingyuan: "Second Lord, here he is. This kid is called Meng Xiaojiang, and he is about 15 years old."

Zhang Mingyuan lifted his eyelids and went to see Meng Xiaojiang. Meng Xiaojiang lowered his head, still thinking about the species of the homeless man. He wondered if the fox in the deep mountain and old forest had become a demon, or the old man who had lived thousands of years had become a spirit. The young master said: "Raise your head, hey, I said this kid is still hunchbacked?"

Meng Xiaojiang was slapped on the back, and he stood up straight, but the chief executive slapped him on the head again, hating iron for being weak.

He is not bad-minded, he really thinks that Meng Xiaojiang's transformation from a sweeping servant to the second master's personal servant is really a qualitative leap, so seeing Meng Xiaojiang's useless appearance with slumped shoulders and back, he is anxious for him panic.He almost really became the head of the eunuch, with the momentum that the emperor is not in a hurry.

However, Zhang Mingyuan met the face of this half-sized boy all of a sudden, and he really looked like a little boy in his memory, and when he looked carefully, he was even fairer than his maidservant, and his skin was tender, and he immediately scolded his old mother in his heart, and then A bit of self-pity.

At this moment, when she saw the even more unattractive maid compared with Meng Xiaojiang, she felt bad, so she waved her away.Then he nodded and said to the manager: "Just him, what's his name, Meng Xiaojiang? Mencius Meng? Which Jiang?"

This time Meng Xiaojiang was clever, he was not dumb, so he didn't need the chief manager to answer for him, but he replied sternly: "Back to the second master, ginger with onions, ginger, and garlic."

The second master was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. When he suddenly heard the three down-to-earth things, he got stuck for a while. Looking at Meng Xiaojiang, he thought of these three things with a strong smell. After he reacted, he frowned in disgust. : "Oh, that ginger."

After thinking about it, Zhang Mingyuan said earnestly, "Look at your illiterate appearance, if people ask you in the future, you can just say you are Meng Jiangnu's ginger, but don't talk about onion, ginger and garlic, you don't think the smell is offensive!"

Meng Xiaojiang was stunned for a moment, she really didn't know how smart it was to introduce Jiang, a big man, as Meng Jiangnu.But the second young master is a young master, he silently rolled his eyes to the second young master in his heart, and nodded honestly: "Thank you for your advice."

Zhang Mingyuan looked at him because he thought it would be fine if there was no pretty maid around but a pretty boy, at least take it out for others to see, and it would be decent for them to look at him.

After looking at it, Meng Xiaojiang found that he was delicate and cute, but inside he was solid wood, really dull, if you want to say beautiful, he is also a beautiful boy with dull style.