"Where is Yi'er?" Yun Luochuan entered the flower hall and saw that only his mother and grandmother were in the flower hall, so he looked around and asked.
Wu took a sip of tea and said, "I'm going back."
"Why did you go back? Why didn't you ask the maid to inform me earlier?" Yun Luochuan complained softly with drooped corners of his mouth.
He was painting in the study. Jingxing bought the paint he wanted from outside and came back, then told him that Yi'er was here and was with his mother and grandmother in the flower hall. He put down the brush and came to the flower hall, still thinking about it along the way,
Why didn't his mother and grandmother let the maid inform him? The marriage was already arranged, so it's possible that his mother and grandmother were still dissatisfied with Yi'er, so when she came, they didn't let the maid inform him.
Wu glared at her son angrily and said, "I'm not here to see you, so why should I inform you?"
"Yi'er didn't come to see me, could it be that she came to see you?" Yun Luochuan blurted out.
Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Yun both looked at him and nodded. Mrs. Yun also said: "I originally wanted to ask the maid to find you, but they said that they came to see us specifically and there was no need to ask you to come.
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Why doesn't she have to come to him? Doesn't she miss him? Yun Luochuan frowned slightly unhappily. "So, what did Yi'er tell you?"
Mrs. Yun waved her hand and said, "This is our women's business, so don't ask about it."
"That's right." Mrs. Wu smiled and nodded, and said with some disgust, "If you have nothing to do, go to the study and do your painting. Don't hang around here." She and her mother-in-law still had to discuss how much money to spend on it.
What about the business An Anniang was talking about!
Is he being disliked? Yun Luochuan was a little surprised. This was the first time that he was disliked by his mother!
"Let's go quickly!" Mrs. Wu waved her hand under her son's gaze.
Yun Luochuan bowed his hands to his mother and grandmother and turned to leave. After taking only two steps, he heard his mother whisper: "We are all getting married, and there is nothing serious to do all day long."
Yun Luochuan: ...I am really disliked!
In the past, his mother always told him not to worry about anything and just rest well. Now he has just finished the Juren exam and hasn’t rested for a few days! His mother said that he has nothing serious to do all day long. This
If you don't dislike him, then what?
During the season when autumn tea is on the market, you can see a tea farmer selling autumn tea within ten steps on the streets of Jiangzhou City.
"Tea leaves, newly roasted tea leaves, good tea leaves with one bud and one leaf!" Father Zhou shouted after drinking, untied the bamboo tube from his waist, and took a sip of water to moisten his throat.
When I finished drinking the water, I happened to meet the eyes of the old man selling tea opposite, and both of them had a wry smile on their faces.
They had been standing there for almost half a day, but there was only one person who came to ask for tea, and the price he offered was extremely low. He was buying high-quality tea with one bud and one leaf, but the other person only gave him fourteen cents per catty.
He couldn't accept the price of a century-old tea tree that had been cultivated, picked and roasted for a year.
The old man on the opposite side saw that no one was paying attention to the tea leaves. He sighed, showed a relieved smile, tied the mouth of the rag bag containing the tea leaves with a rope, grabbed the mouth of the bag, threw it over his shoulder, and carried it on his shoulder.
Seeing this, Father Zhou hurriedly asked: "Brother, are you not selling it?"
The old man sighed and said: "There is nothing else to sell. I have been selling it for three days, and no tea merchant has sold it for more than fifteen cents. The price is so low. Even if it gets moldy and smelly at home, I won't sell it to you."
Those profiteers who lower prices."
"I won't grow tea next year. I'll plant all the 20 acres of tea garden at home to grow melons." The old man said angrily.