I don't mean to be sarcastic, I'm just talking about things as they happen. I've also come all the way from the countryside of Baoding Prefecture, and I've never seen anything like the world. So this is not surprising.
The mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law expressed their opinions on the changes in human relations over the years, and they really meant every word, without considering the feelings of their servants at all.
However, everyone knows that although the future madam is not very thoughtful, she is powerful enough, so no one dares to provoke the future madam, let alone be careless.
They just listen to what others say, and the madam's lack of intention and strength are enough to scare them.
Then the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the inner courtyard in a very harmonious manner.
The good atmosphere made all the girls and women understand one thing. From now on, there will be no room for them to talk nonsense between the old lady and the young lady.
As for the man who was already married to the girl from Italy, he couldn't even let the girl from Italy take a second look.
If it weren't for such a short, sideways salute in etiquette, I might have treated him as if he was nothing.
The servants are so jealous, the adults are so ignored, let alone these servants. So they are more and more polite and respectful to the Italian girl.
Tanhua Lang was very upset when he saw the Italian girl's attitude toward him. Why did he feel that it would be better to get close to her before they were engaged?
Now it's hard to even sit down and have a meal together. Looking at my own mother, she has no intention of helping her son create opportunities. She is so patronizing that she pulls the Italian girl and talks happily. Tanhua Lang even has objections to the old lady.
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Although Mrs. Fu was said to be a little heartless, she still cared about her son. After talking to the Italian girl, she felt at ease, so she gave her son a chance to talk to his fiancée. His son always winked and didn't even look at her.
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Tanhua Lang opened the door of the inner courtyard, his image was completely lost and he didn't care about etiquette: "Girl from Italy."
Dali turned sideways, saluted, glanced at Master Fu who was so rude, and said in his heart that the rules of Fu Mansion were far different: "Master Fu." The two people greeted each other in an unfamiliar manner.
Tanhua Lang didn't know what to say to Miss Dali for a while, but the inner courtyard was about to close, so he needed to hurry up: "Miss Dali's Gengtie name is Qi."
After thinking about it, Tan Hua Lang thought, it doesn't matter if they are unfamiliar with each other, they can start by changing the names of each other.
When Dali opened his mouth, he exploded Tanhua Lang's beautiful imagination: "The girls from my small family are no better than the girls from the clan. They have a long history. Our ancestors can catch up with them for hundreds of years. This surname was only used by our ancestors when they followed the master's family.
, given by the master’s family. The original surname has long been irretrievable.”
Tanhua Lang still heard something. Whether he was engaged or not, it seemed that the Italian girl didn't make any difference to him.
To be honest, there is still a difference, but the Italian ancient milk makes you more unfamiliar with him, and your words are thorny.
Tanhua Lang immediately expressed his position: "Miss Dali is so humble. With such a bloodline, Miss Dali must not be an unknown person in her ancestors."
The Italian girl didn't even think about beautifying herself in front of Tanhua Lang and giving herself a good background.
Some things are worse than letting Tan Hwa Lang get used to them. In this regard, Dali has never made things difficult for herself. She will not be anxious about her background. She will accept it if she can. If she can't, then try to accept it.
Tanhua Lang didn't know what Miss Dali was thinking: "Of course, heroes don't ask where they come from. Miss Dali's chivalry is an honor to our ancestors."
This was what Dali liked, and he finally gave Tanhua Lang a corner of his eye. As expected of Tanhualang who was ranked among the top three in the scientific examination, he could talk and was more knowledgeable than the top ten.
At this moment, Tan Hwa Lang surpassed his own master in Dali's heart. After all, his own master could not appreciate the chivalrous spirit in her.
Seeing the good look on the girl's face, Tanhua Lang immediately hit the snake on the stick and quickly said something else: "Ahem, I never thought that I could get the girl from Italy to agree to marry me. I was very frightened. I didn't know that girl from Italy was interested in a certain person."
Do you have any requirements?"
It was really spoken in vernacular, and I was afraid that the Italian girl wouldn’t understand. After I finished speaking, my cheeks turned red shyly.
Dali really made a request. He didn't blush and said breathlessly: "Take care of my adults less, and don't harass my adults in the future."
After saying that, he asked Tanhua Lang seriously: "Can you do it?"
This, what does this have to do with the relationship between the unmarried couple? Why is this what the Italian girl said at this time?
Tanhua Lang's expression was absolutely torn. He hated Zhou Lan so much that he had his business everywhere.
Tanhua Lang managed to maintain his dignity: "Ahem, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, everything about Miss Dali needs to be explained. It is all a misunderstanding. I have been caring about Miss Dali from the beginning to the end. As for going to Zhou Mansion, it was just to meet Miss Dali by chance. At most, it was in the study room of Zhou Mansion.
I have to take a look at the original copy."
For the rest, he really didn't have any crooked intentions. What kind of circuit was in the Italian girl's mind? How could she think so distortedly: "As for Zhou Xiandi, I was really angry. But if I can get the Italian girl to marry me, I thought of this trick."
Still not bad.”
Tanhua Lang said it sincerely, but unfortunately the Italian girl didn't believe it very much: "You have to say this over and over again by yourself. What do you think will be done?"
Tanhua Lang was a little anxious: "It's not just what I say. Miss Dali, even if I ask Zhou Xiandi, it will be enough to prove my innocence."
I still can't explain why this matter is unclear. Sure enough, not everything can go smoothly.
Dali: "What kind of person is my lord? Can my lord put a shit basin on his head for this kind of thing?"
Besides, it's Tan Hwa Lang's misbehavior and it's a one-sided matter. What does it have to do with my family?
What the Italian girl said was indeed a bit vulgar, but Tan Hwa Lang couldn't care less. He had more important things to do: "You can't hold the shit basin for me. Girl Italian, you can't think about this matter. I love Italy."
Girl, I just went to Zhou Mansion."
Dali raised his eyes and looked at Tanhua Lang, okay, Tanhua Lang remembered the shit basin he had made for himself. Thinking back to the past few days, the words still ring in his ears.
Tanhua Lang: "Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding. The Italian girl is smart, she must understand, right?" To be honest, Tanhua Lang doesn't have any confidence.
Dali: "I would rather it be a misunderstanding, even if I am not smart, but I still have to avoid suspicion."
Tan Hwa Lang, as smart as he was, couldn't understand whether the Italian girl believed this misunderstanding or not. At least we were able to have a normal conversation.
In fact, it was probably a misunderstanding, otherwise why would he want to avoid suspicion? Tan Hwa Lang felt a flock of crows flying over his head.
This topic cannot be continued, otherwise Tan Hwa Lang will not be able to think about it. It feels like there will never be a clear day in my head.