Tanhua Lang immediately said: "If Miss Dali is short of people, I have a few smart people in my house."
I don’t know whether Tan Hwa Lang is knowledgeable or taking advantage of every opportunity.
Dali touched her purse and confirmed that this was not friendship. This was a trap for her. Let's forget about the girl. She couldn't afford to support even one girl. How many more? Don't even think about it. It's inappropriate.
It's not easy to make money.
Italian girls know how to worry about running around in life.
When Myolie heard the conversation just now, she felt so wronged that she almost cried. She was being disliked.
Dali tactfully rejected Tanhua Lang's kindness: "Although Xing'er costs a little more money, is not too sensible, and is not too considerate, she is quite good."
Xing'er really shed tears this time, and said with tears in her eyes: "What is left of this slave?"
Dali didn't really want to scare the little girl. Seeing the little girl's tearful eyes, he softened his heart and comforted him: "The rest is good."
Tan Hwa Lang didn't feel that these words comforted the little girl. After all, there really wasn't anything left?
However, Tan Hwa Lang saw that the Italian girl was really good at everything, she was good to all the little girls, and she made it clear if she didn't like her, so he felt that the Italian girl's temperament was very pleasant.
As for Myolie’s crying, it is the background music of Tan Hwa Lang.
Dali glanced at Xing'er, "Is this a good place to cry? Didn't I say nothing to you?": "You still want to eat?"
Well, at least Myolie stopped crying, or just shed tears and stopped crying because she was wasting her time chewing her elbow.
Only then did Dali speak up, and said politely to Tanhua Lang: "I heard that the old lady from Mr. Fu's house is here. Congratulations to Mr. Fu and his mother and son for their reunion."
Tanhualang felt a little warm in his heart and said in his heart that Miss Dali still pays close attention to him: "Thank you very much for Miss Dali's concern."
Following others, Tan Hualang asked: "Is Miss Dali staying in Zhou Mansion permanently or as a guest?"
The Italian girl raised her chin and announced proudly: "I am now the martial arts master of the lady in the house, and I am very loved by the lady."
Just tell Tan Hua Lang that I am now a gentleman-level figure.
Tan Hua Lang said in his heart that Brother Zhou Xian was so unreasonable that he risked his own children in order to appease his younger siblings. Why did he want to arrange the Italian girl like this? It was all for Mrs. Zhou's face.
Tan Hualang flattered Dali with joy on his face: "It's a martial arts master. It's really amazing. Fu Xiandi is really lucky to be able to hire a master with such good martial arts skills like Miss Dali."
Dali was convinced that he was Tanhua Lang after all, and he could talk. Later she talked about this matter with Madam, and Madam should feel lucky.
Tan Hualang said with a sincere face: "After all, it's hard to find someone with the skills of an Italian girl."
Dali nodded again, Tan Hwa Lang was really a very good person, sincere and down-to-earth.
Then Tan Hwa Lang watched the Italian girl eat a particularly delicious meal of elbows, no, two of them, because the Italian girl ordered a separate elbow table for the girl next to her to eat alone.
Tanhua Lang's emotion is that the Italian girl is diligent and thrifty in running the house and treats her servants well. She is really good at everything.
By the way, I also understand that as long as the Italian girl is made happy and gets her way, she will be quite easy to talk to and get along with.
Of course, Tanhua Lang thought it was okay for the Italian girl to turn her back and leave after dinner. Girls should be so reserved.
By the way, didn't Zhou Shidu say that two elbows can please the Italian girl? Is it because the other elbow was eaten by the girl? So the Italian girl was not happy and fell out after eating it. It was really confusing.
When Tan Hualang returned home, he saw Mrs. Fu's expectant eyes and Mrs. Fu's faint dissatisfaction beside her.
Mrs. Fu felt sorry for her son and pulled Tanhua Lang: "My son has worked hard, why did he go to office at such an hour?"
Mrs. Fu Sanniang was standing by and she scolded her in a bad tone: "Brother, you work so hard every day. You should have a wife to serve you. Otherwise, what will happen to the house? Do you want to keep your mother here?"
, who can serve me by my side? Do you want me to fend for myself in the house alone?"
Tanhua Lang glanced at the third sister: "How can a girl or a mother-in-law in this house not be able to serve her mother?"
Madam Fu Sanniang wanted to speak, but Old Madam Fu cut her off: "Your sisters are right, the main reason is that my mother loves you so much. There is no close person around you. You are not young anymore. You have started a family early, and your mother also cares about you."
I can feel more at ease."
Tanhua Lang also felt that his sisters were right. The problem was that we didn't discuss who he would marry, right? His good mood was gone in one night.
These days, he lingers outside every day, just not wanting to go back home and face this situation, but what is supposed to come comes anyway, and there is no way to avoid it.
She was in a bad mood and lost some patience with Mrs. Fu: "The eldest sister said that her husband's family has a suitable wife. What does the third sister think?"
Madam Fu Sanniang was immediately annoyed. Why did she come to the capital so eagerly? There are still female relatives she brought living in the inn: "I know you only have eyes for the eldest sister. You only care about the eldest sister's husband's family, don't you?
, my cousin is still in the inn, how will you arrange her stay?"
Fu Tanhualang spread his hands: "So the sisters have not discussed the candidate for my marriage, so let's not talk about the marriage. Third sister, I don't have a wife to take care of the house, so it's not easy to entertain the female family members from outside.
Third Sister, please consider the girl's reputation."
Madam Fu Sanniang didn't even bother to eat, she threw up her sleeves and walked away. She could see that her younger brother was making a difference, and she looked down on them and her sisters. They were dealing with it so perfunctorily.
The two mothers were left, looking at each other with a wry smile. Old Madam Fu was really worried. Each of these daughters was stronger than the other.
Mrs. Fu calmed down the atmosphere: "Look, why is it like this?" She was so impatient.
Fu Tanhualang felt sorry for his old mother: "Mom, you are in a very difficult position in front of the sisters. It would be a good idea to stay at home and help your son take care of the housework. This will also save your son from thinking about you. It is your son who has made your mother work hard."
Then he used his trump card against the old mother: "You just feel sorry for your son and how about staying with him."
Mrs. Fu said to herself that this was considered coquettish, and she couldn't help it: "As you said, mother naturally loves my son, but your sisters are all in the ancestral home. If we were not here, what would we do if we were wronged?
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Fu Tanhualang: "Mom, will you be willing to ignore your grandson when your son marries a bride? Besides, your son is now established. Even for the sake of his face, who dares to suffer the injustice of his sisters? You
Worry too much."
Then came another trick: "My son has no relatives in the capital. When he looks up in the yamen, all the people he sees are Shangguan. He is truly helpless and extremely frightened. With you by my side, my son feels at ease."