There is nothing to worry about in the kitchen. The snacks are already heating in the pot and will be served out warm when the distinguished guests come.
Moreover, the cooks who make the dim sum are all experienced and have never failed.
Fu Zhao walked around the kitchen and then went to the tea room.
The woman in charge of tea had already taken the tea sets out of the warehouse with her maids and cleaned them all again.
Fu Zhao looked around, said a few words to work with all his heart, and then left.
She walked around and the sun was almost above her head.
There was already movement in the flower hall where the banquet was held, and Mrs. Chen also sent someone to ask her to go to the flower hall.
Fu Zhao just thought about it, thought about it, and said to Si Qi: "You stay and watch."
She then took Liangsui to the flower hall.
The banquet this time consisted of lunch. After lunch, the guests were left to watch the theater and enjoy the flowers, so the banquet was almost complete.
There were also many male customers in front.
It was said that the literati were going to hold some kind of poetry meeting, so they simply moved the poetry meeting here while there was a flower viewing party at the Dingbei Hou Mansion.
Fu Zhao chatted with the guests for a while, then out of the corner of his eye he saw the maid leading people from the Fu family over.
Fu Zhao calmly said a few words to the guests and then went to the Fu family.
In the past, the Fu family probably never thought that they would become frequent visitors to the Hou Mansion, and this was because of Fu Zhao's credit.
It was Cong and Fu Wan who came to the Fu family. After not seeing each other for a short period of time, Cong and Fu Wan both felt quite haggard.
Especially Mr. Cong, who had thick dark green spots under his eyes and his face had become thinner.
Fu Zhao held Cong's arm distressedly, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Cong smiled helplessly, "It's not just family matters, it's nothing."
The Fu family left Fu Qingxin and Aunt Kang all at once, plus Fu Qingxin was so evil-hearted that it would kill the entire Fu family. Mrs. Cong couldn't help but shudder when she thought about it now.
She was very disappointed and asked herself, she had never treated Fu Qingxin harshly.
Fu Zhao's eyes passed over the silent Fu Wan, and he waved to a maid not far away, and a maid came over.
Fu Zhao kindly said to Fu Wan: "Let her take you to find Yu Rong and Sister Yun. They are in the garden. They will be happy to see you."
Fu Wan nodded and followed the maid out.
Mrs. Cong seemed to be hesitant and hesitated to persuade: "Don't blame father."
Fu Zhao's face was expressionless, and he didn't blame Mr. Fu for being fake.
Not to mention that it was Mr. Fu who planted this hidden danger in the Fu family. On that day, Mr. Fu would rather believe an unrelated person than her own daughter, which was enough to chill her.
And after experiencing Mr. Fu's indifference to her in her previous life, she actually didn't expect to return to the filial piety like a loving father and daughter with Mr. Fu.
It's fine to be as plain as it is.
If there are no expectations, there will be no disappointments.
Fu Zhao's lips parted slightly, and his tone was indifferent, "I don't blame father. By the way, how are you at home? Were Sister Yi and Brother Zhou frightened by what happened last time?"
Cong sighed inwardly and started talking to Fu Zhao about common things.
There were more and more guests, so Fu Zhao got up and went to entertain the guests.
Nowadays, Fu Zhao can do these things very easily.
Siqi lowered his head, walked quietly to Fu Zhao, and whispered a few words in Fu Zhao's ear.
Fu Zhao's brows moved, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he covered it up well and continued to greet the guests with ease.
After Si Qi finished speaking, he quietly left.
She came and went in such a hurry that most people didn't realize she had been there.
Fu Zhao continued to talk to the guest, and suddenly, she felt someone tugging at the corner of her clothes.
She turned around and met Chen Yaying's red and wet eyes.
Chen Yaying has always been very strong and never reveals her weakness to others.
Even if she wanted to cry, she would hide under the quilt and cry, never letting others see her gaffe.
So when Fu Zhao suddenly saw Chen Yaying like this, he was stunned for a moment.
Chen Yaying sniffed, even the tip of her nose was red, and her voice was aggrieved: "Sister-in-law... can you come out for a moment..."
After saying that, Chen Yaying lowered her head, not wanting anyone except Fu Zhao to see her gaffe.
Fu Zhao said a few words to the guests, then hurried out with Chen Yaying, without even letting the maid follow him.
Walking to a remote and uninhabited part of the corridor, Fu Zhao hurriedly asked: "Why are you crying? Are you feeling wronged somewhere?"
Chen Yaying raised her head and openly showed her grievances and helplessness to Fu Zhao, "I feel sad."
As she spoke, there were big tears in the corners of her eyes.
Fu Zhao hurriedly took out the handkerchief and patiently and gently wiped the tears on Chen Yaying's face.
Chen Yaying sniffed, her eyes were red and pitiful, "Fifth sister-in-law, can we go over there and sit and talk? I have a lot of grievances in my heart. You are the only one in this family who is willing to listen to me seriously."
Fu Zhao hesitated: "But the guests inside..."
Chen Yaying grabbed Fu Zhao's sleeve like a homeless puppy, "I won't delay you for too long. If I don't tell you what's on my mind, I will almost die of suffocation!"
At Chen Yaying's request to lower her body, Fu Zhao nodded.
Chen Yaying burst into laughter and took Fu Zhao to a pavilion by the garden.
A little maid had been waiting in the pavilion for a long time. When she saw the two of them coming, the little maid trembled all over and lowered her head deeply.
She looked at the tea set on the stone table, her eyes full of horror.
She took a few deep breaths to stop her hands from shaking, and then she began to prepare tea.
After Chen Yaying pulled Fu Zhao into the pavilion and the two sat down face to face, the maid also poured tea and placed it in front of them.
Then she stood aside with her head lowered, looking at her nose, nose and heart, and the back of her head could be seen.
Fu Zhao's eyes passed over the maid, and then fell on Chen Yaying's face, where the tears had not yet been wiped away.
Her voice was still as gentle and gentle as usual, "What's going on, sister? You can tell me now. As long as I can help, I will definitely help you."
Chen Yaying sighed heavily, and the light in her eyes extinguished little by little. She looked tired, as if she had just experienced a big storm, "It's not because of that, I always feel that Mr. Shen is not a good person."
match."
Fu Zhao didn't know much about Mr. Shen. His only impression was Mr. Shen's sticky and malicious eyes.
He is like this at such a young age, which shows that he is an old hand in flowering.
But these words are not suitable to be said to Chen Yaying.
