Some things can't be undone once they happen.

What's more, the master is no longer with us, and no matter what she does, she can't replace the master.

Miss Jun sighed lightly.

"Miss, please stop sighing. Sighing will make you older." Liu'er said, "You have sighed several times along the way."

Miss Jun smiled and nodded. At this time, they had already arrived at the village. Smoke was rising from every household, and the cattle-herding children were returning home, herding the cattle, singing nursery rhymes and playing.

Under the tree, the men who had worked all day sat and chatted while waiting for their meal.

Seeing Miss Jun coming, the children quickly shrank their heads and hid behind the cows, while the men were reserved and pretended to be calm.

Miss Jun greeted them with a smile and walked away without waiting for a response. Even without turning around, she could feel the people behind her heaving a sigh of relief, and the glances cast on her back were full of curiosity.

They are curious about what kind of people they are, and why aren't they curious about what kind of people they are?

She carries the Master's present, and they carry the Master's past.

Take your time, you'll get familiar with it.

"The young lady is back. It's time to eat." Liu'er ran into the yard and shouted happily.

Xia Yong's wife also wiped her hands on her apron with a smile.

"Miss Jun," she said, "the meal is ready."

As the eldest maid of the young lady, Liu'er, who has everything provided for her, can't cook.

When they were walking on the road, Lei Zhonglian would lead the guards to cook.

It was natural that when they got here, Xia Yong's wife would of course not agree when she saw it.

"What delicious meals a man can cook," she said, coming over for two meals a day.

Miss Jun repeatedly said no, but she refused to listen. Miss Jun was not the kind of person who would quibble over every little thing, so she just let her be.

Aunt Xia took her leave, and Lei Zhonglian and the others set up tables and chairs in the yard, just as they would when walking in the wild. Two guards brought out the prepared food from the stove.

Hot roasted meat, shredded pickled cabbage, a large plate of chopped halved rabbit meat, pheasant stewed with mushrooms picked from the mountains, and rice porridge rolled in vegetable leaves.

All the food and drinks come from the mountains and the fields, and are simple and delicious.

"It's not tasty to eat this all the time." Liu Er muttered, passing the fire roasted buns with rabbit meat to Miss Jun, "The noodles here are not fragrant, I don't know what's mixed in them."

Miss Jun took it and took a big bite. The meat was very fragrant, but the noodles were indeed rough, probably because they were mixed with bran.

Life here is not rich.

"It's delicious." said Miss Jun.

"No matter how delicious it is, I can't eat it every day." Liu'er muttered. When Miss Jun looked at her, she stuck out her tongue and sat down. Just as she was about to eat, she saw a silver bracelet on a wooden stool beside her.

Those were picked by Xia Yong's wife when she was cooking.

"She forgot, I'll give it to her." Liu'er said, putting down her bowl and chopsticks. "I think she treasures this bracelet very much."

Yes, otherwise I wouldn’t pick them off specifically when doing work.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Go ahead," she said.

Liu'er grabbed the bracelet and ran out happily.

Although it was humiliating to give a bracelet to Xia Yong's wife, now that the young lady was willing to be nice to them, she could only be nicer to them.

Xia Yong and his wife lived next door, but there was no sign of anyone in the yard at this time.

"Auntie Xia?" Liu'er called out.

There was no movement in the room, and it seemed that no one was there.

"Where did you go during dinner time?" Liu'er murmured in confusion. Did you go to visit someone?

Then just be a good person to the end.

Liu'er walked towards other houses, but strangely, this house was still empty.

One house, then another, and finally two or three houses were empty.

That's impossible. When I just got back, every household was cooking. Now we should all be eating at home.

There's a ghost!

Liu'er thought of it immediately. She clenched her hands and looked carefully at each house in the village. Soon she heard a bustling sound coming from a yard.

"Erniu, this is your family's meal."

"Da Liu, yours, for three people."

Xia Yong's voice came from inside.

"…My my…"

"Don't rush, we have them all."

Mixed with the urgent cries of children.

Liu'er, who was squatting in the corner, suddenly realized.

It turns out that they actually hide and eat delicious food!

That’s too much!

Liu'er stood up angrily and rushed in with a loud cough.

The people in the yard were startled by the sudden sound. They turned around and saw Liu'er. They immediately laughed and hid behind in fear. Some even hid their bowls behind their bodies.

"Miss Liu'er." Xia Yong's wife came forward with an embarrassed and flustered look, "Why are you here?"

Liu'er looked at the people in the yard.

"I came to see what delicious food you guys are having." She said, and walked towards a woman next to her.

Xia Yong's wife didn't expect her to be so straightforward. Before she could stop him, Liu'er had already reached the woman.

The woman was so scared that she hid, but Liu'er grabbed the bowl and dropped it to the ground with a clatter.

There was no delicious food, just a black stone-like cake.

Liu'er was stunned for a moment, then looked at the people around her, and without exception they all had this kind of thing.

What is this delicious?

…

"This is bran cake."

Miss Jun reached out, picked up a piece and put it to her mouth.

"Miss Jun." Xia Yong's wife tried to stop her, looking uneasy, "You can't eat it..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Miss Jun had already taken a bite, chewed it hard, and swallowed it hard.

"We don't always eat these." Xia Yong said uneasily.

Miss Jun didn't look at him, but just glanced at the men, women, young and old in front of her, as well as the bowls in their hands.

There were no vegetables, no meat, not even rice porridge.

The bad meals she ate, which were rejected by Liu'er, were provided by the whole village.

No wonder Xia Yong’s wife took the initiative to cook for them. It was because she cooked that they didn’t pay attention to where the food came from.

The smoke from every household in the village was just for her to see; in fact, they all came here to get a piece of cake to fill their stomachs.

She knew that they were not well off here, but she had never imagined they were so poor.

Miss Jun didn't say a word, just grabbed the cookie and bit it hard again.

"Miss Jun." Xia Yong's wife stepped forward and held her hand, her expression somewhat apologetic and somewhat calm, "I know you feel bad, but it's actually nothing. Our farmland is not good, and the mountain products are just so-so, but when entertaining guests, we have to serve the best. This is not pretense, this is our intention."

Miss Jun nodded, chewed a piece of biscuit and swallowed it hard.

"Yes, I know," she said, smiling and nodding vigorously. "I know, and I'm very happy."

Xia Yong's wife sighed.

"Don't eat this." She said with a smile, "Okay, okay, we won't do this anymore in the future. Let's eat together."

How could that be!

How could she let them eat coarse food?

Miss Jun turned around.

"Liu'er, Liu'er," she called.

Liuer came over.

"Take the people into the city." Miss Jun looked at her and said, "Buy whatever you need and take whatever you want."

Liu'er responded by turning around and walking away.