Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 392 Aunt Lan
Facing this young girl who was seven to eight points similar to her own lady, the woman was stunned and did not dare to recognize each other.

In the end, Xinmeng took a step forward and called softly, "Aunt Lan, I'm Meng'er."

"Meng'er?" The woman Xin Meng called Aunt Lan blinked a few times, rushed forward, and grabbed Xin Meng's sleeve, "Your servant is right, it is really the young lady who is here." ?”

Call yourself a slave and call Xinmeng the little lady?Xiao Lang heard it from the side, and already knew the identity of this Aunt Lan.She used to be Zhao Dan'e's maid, even a very close personal maid.

Xinmeng smiled and nodded: "Aunt Lan, you are not mistaken. This time to celebrate my grandfather's birthday, before leaving, my mother specially asked Meng'er to visit Aunt Lan."

She didn't lie, visiting Su Lan, the mother's personal maid before leaving the cabinet, was indeed one of the things Zhao Dan'e explained in the letter.

As soon as Xin Meng mentioned Miss, Su Lan couldn't help but her eyes turned red, she choked up and said: "Miss, she really has a heart, she still remembers Su Lan..." She was so excited that she couldn't continue.

"Go in and talk." Xiao Lang reminded softly from the side.

"Yes, Aunt Lan, please take us in." After all, there is only a wall separating this place from Zhao's residence.

"Okay, please come in, young lady!" While speaking, Su Lan looked at Xiao Lang, and she couldn't help being secretly surprised.

This young man is so handsome and noble, he is not an ordinary rich man.

After being stunned for a moment, Su Lan asked, "Who is this?" At this time, Xin Meng had already held her arm affectionately, and entered the door.

Xiao Lang followed behind, turned around and closed the wooden door, when Su Lan asked about him, he just smiled lightly, waiting to hear Xin Meng's answer.

"Did Aunt Lan ask him?" Xinmeng turned her head and glanced at the white figure, as if she saw a pair of pricked ears, and couldn't help teasing, "His surname is Xiao, Lan Auntie can just call him Young Master Xiao."

Xiao Lang paused, his face froze.

Xinmeng called her mother's former personal maid Aunt Lan, which shows that she has a high look at Su Langao.But she introduced him so simply, it really... made him wonder what to think.

"The room is shabby, and I have to feel wronged that Miss and...Mr. Xiao are sitting in the yard." Su Lan used her sleeves to carefully sweep the dust on the two high-backed wooden chairs in the middle of the yard, then thoughtfully Glancing at Xiao Lang who seemed a bit unhappy, "Miss, you sit down for a while, I'll boil the water."

"Okay." Nodding, Xinmeng sat down on one of the chairs and looked around a few times.

This is a two-entry house with blue bricks and black tiles.In the front is the living room, kitchen, and a small firewood room. There should be only one main room and two wing rooms in the back.

It's not big, but it's not too small either. Compared with many poor people, it's pretty good.

But, through the open door, she could see a dimly lit living room with very little furniture.Moss grew under the back wall in the yard.In the place where the sun shines, there is an old and simple wooden frame, and a little bit of dried sweet potato is drying in the dustpan placed on it.

Aunt Lan's home is completely empty.

Xinmeng couldn't help turning her eyes slightly red, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart: the maid who grew up with her mother, Aunt Lan, who was once as close as a sister to her mother, has fallen into such a poor situation.But even so, Aunt Lan never asked anyone to bring a letter to the capital, and begged the young lady she had taken good care of to help her.

(End of this chapter)