Sister Xiang left after speaking.
Meng Chuyue stared at Xiao Yuan for a while and then asked her, "What’s your last name? How old are you this year? How many years have you worked here?"
Xiao Yuan’s voice was sweet, "My last name is Su, I’m twenty years old, and I have lived here since I was born."
She pursed her lips, "Are your parents also here?"
"Yes, my grandparents are here too."
Meng Chuyue cursed inwardly and asked Xiao Yuan, "The hundred or so people that your miss forced on me, do they all have the same situation as your family?"
Xiao Yuan’s expression didn’t change, "Yes, my parents and younger brother are also included."
Meng Chuyue was surprised, "So, even if I ran off just like that, your miss wouldn’t really kill them, right?"
The old servants had been there for many years; according to old terms, they were family-raised, and the relationship was not ordinary—they wouldn’t just kill them on the spot.
It must be to scare her.
"I don’t know, but when the young master left home for two days one year, two people disappeared, and then the young master obediently returned. Also, we are the old servants of the Song Family, not the miss’s."
Meng Chuyue narrowed her eyes, "Then why do you still call her miss? And aren’t you surnamed Su, not Shu?"
Xiao Yuan’s mouth twitched, "My Su is the same character as the lady’s, but we have no blood relation. I called Mrs. Song ’miss’ earlier because you referred to her that way."
Meng Chuyue, "...Alright, you continue calling her Mrs. Song from now on."
Calling her miss always felt weird.
Not to mention before her rebirth, the term miss had taken on another meaning. Consider Mrs. Song’s age...
It just felt extraordinarily discordant to hear her called miss.
Xiao Yuan nodded softly. "Okay."
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, and just as Meng Chuyue was about to ask Xiao Yuan to take her to the Medicinal Garden, Xiao Yuan suddenly said, "It’s mealtime now. Do you want to come with me to the dining hall for food, or should I bring some to you?"
"Let’s go to the dining hall together."
Meng Chuyue didn’t want to blend in here, but she was a bit curious about this place.
Besides, she was worried about the cleanliness of the food in the dining hall.
So she had to go and check it out, and if it wasn’t clean, she’d "starve" for a meal.
Luckily, the dining hall was very clean.
And, the male and female staff ate separately.
Xiao Yuan, being clever, noticed her slight astonishment and whispered to her, "This has always been the rule of the Song Family. However, there is a kitchen in the family living quarters where you can cook for yourself. I usually eat at home."
Meng Chuyue looked back at her, "Hmm, you can go back to eat tonight then."
Do I want to hear this?
Meng Chuyue followed Xiao Yuan, took a clean plate, served herself some food, and then sat quietly in a corner to eat.
Actually, the food tasted pretty good, especially the cold eggplant dish, which suited her palate.
However, she didn’t eat much, just a little over a bowl of rice and no more than five bites of vegetables, and then put down her chopsticks.
Seeing that she ate so little, Xiao Yuan asked, "What’s the matter? Doesn’t it taste good?"
Meng Chuyue shook her head, "No, it’s quite delicious. I just don’t feel good. Hey, you go on and eat, and after you finish, take me for a walk nearby."
Xiao Yuan found Meng Chuyue easy to get along with, and her earlier apprehension slowly dissipated.
About fifteen minutes later, Xiao Yuan led Meng Chuyue into the Medicinal Garden behind the villa.
After looking around for a while and noticing that the vegetables in the garden were good, Meng Chuyue instructed Xiao Yuan, "Go get a vegetable basket. I want to pick some vegetables for dinner tonight."
Xiao Yuan went to fetch it.
Immediately, Meng Chuyue reached into her pocket and took out her own Motorola to call Han Zheng.
She had actually wanted to call Shen Ci first...
But, since she wasn’t married yet, she decided to focus on her father for now, to avoid him nagging her later, and also to prevent Shen Ci from getting too proud.