"Madam, that black gunpowder is not a joke. Let me do it for you next time."
Although they had only been together for two days, Auntie Liao could tell that the two masters who had just moved in were easy to get along with. Otherwise, she wouldn't have dared to say such things.
Shen Yijia pursed her lips. "It's fine. I was just playing."
The black gunpowder she concocted was only half complete. Apart from being a little loud, there was no danger at all.
What went wrong?
Seeing that she was thinking about something, Auntie Liao did not dare to disturb her again.
After finally combing Shen Yijia's messy hair, she was about to get water to wash her up.
"Madam, Little General Meng requests an audience," Uncle Ming said respectfully.
"General?" Shen Yijia thought for a moment. "Tell him that my husband isn't around. He can come back later."
Auntie Liao reminded him, "Little General Meng is General Meng's eldest daughter."
