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Chapter 1361 Disgusted

"Where's Yi'er?"

Yun Luochuan entered the flower hall and saw that only his mother and grandmother were in the flower hall. He looked around and asked.

Wu took a sip of tea and said, "I'm going back."

"Why did you go back?

I wouldn't have asked the maid to inform me earlier.

?”

Yun Luochuan lowered his lips and complained softly.

He was painting in the study. Jingxing bought the paints he wanted from outside and then told him that Yi'er was here and was with his mother and grandmother in the flower hall.

He put down his paintbrush and came to the flower hall. Along the way, he was still thinking, why didn't his mother and grandmother let the maid inform him?

The marriage was obviously arranged, but it's possible that his mother and grandmother were still dissatisfied with Yi'er, so she didn't let the maid inform him when she came.

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 anyway?"

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.

"

Why don't you come to him? Doesn't she miss him?

Yun Luochuan frowned a little unhappy.

"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 dwell here."

She and her mother-in-law still need to discuss how much money to spend to do the business An An Niang mentioned! 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 hands 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! His mother used to tell 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

Just say that he has nothing serious to do all day long.

This doesn't mean you dislike him, so what does it mean?

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.

"Cha Yele, newly fried tea leaves, good tea leaves with one bud and one leaf!"

After Father Zhou finished drinking, he took off the bamboo tube from his waist and took a sip of water to soothe 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 plant tea next year either. I'll plant all the 20 acres of tea garden at home to plant melons."

The old man said angrily.


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