"Oh, don't think so much, there's nothing to feel sorry for! As long as you eat more, my sister-in-law will be happy. Try the mutton, it's so tender."
Xiao Qinglin saw that she strongly recommended it, sandwich the meat, dip it in the sauce, and put it in your mouth, without using perilla leaves or raw garlic.
"Yeah, it's delicious. Mutton is more tender than beef, and it's fat and doesn't taste greasy. Sister-in-law, you can open a shop with your skills."
"Oh, don't make trouble. He has to take the scientific examination. How can I open a store?"
As Cheng Xue spoke, she put a piece of mutton that was fatter than leaner into Li Tian's bowl.
She had a hard time biting the beef, but the mutton was alright.
"Sister-in-law, since I can do it, I will definitely not let the opening of the store affect my eldest brother. My father and my second uncle are both court officials, but it is not enough to live on salary. Liangyan has regulations that a woman's dowry will not affect her husband's family, and my sister-in-law does not want to try
Try?"
As long as the woman is not a businessman, it will not matter how many shops she opens.
Xiao Qinglin tried his best to persuade, but Cheng Xue still shook her head and declined.
"I know Brother Qinglin's good intentions, but just open a store. First of all, the price of beef and mutton is high, and ordinary people can't afford it. Furthermore, if you barbecue in the house, the store will definitely be smoky and hot.
Also, I don’t know anything. You must be the one to open the store. I feel bad waiting for the money. If you want to open it, I can tell you the recipe for dipping sauce. There is nothing difficult about barbecue. You can eat the meat when it changes color.
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Xiao Qinglin knew that the couple were timid, but he didn't expect them to be so young.
You don’t even need to pay for it to be delivered to your door. This is too cautious.
"Brother Li Hui, don't you have any ideas?"
Li Hui laughed at himself and shook his head:
"You think so highly of me. Your sister-in-law is the one who makes the decisions at home, and I listen to her."
Oops, to be able to say "henpecked" so frankly, I really underestimate him.
"Okay, since you and sister-in-law are not interested, then I will pay for the price. One yard is one yard, and you have to accept the money for the dipping recipe."
Li Hui did not dare to make the decision, but turned to look at the person. Seeing him nodding, he smiled and said "hmm" and agreed.
"Okay, brother Li Hui, you really impress me!"
Xiao Qinglin gave a thumbs up in disgust, then took the bowl to find Cheng Xue.
"Sister-in-law, has my eldest brother always been like this?"
Cheng Xue nodded with a smile and explained softly:
"We grew up together. I am two years older than him, so he has been used to listening to me on everything since he was a child."
"Are you childhood sweethearts? Then tell me about you two. I really like hearing it." Xiao Qinglin suddenly became interested.
Logically speaking, he is old enough to be a father, but the Xiao family has high expectations for him and has not said anything about their marriage. They will only discuss it after he becomes famous.
When Cheng Xue saw that he was so interested, she didn't refuse. She created a second creation with added details about the love process of the two original owners. After reading so many online articles, it was just right to use it to fool Liang Yan's antique.
Li Hui looked confused when she heard this. Although the things she told actually happened to the two original owners, it sounded different from what she remembered.
Beautiful, ups and downs, lingering, heart-wrenching...
Oh my goodness, this whole youthful Mary Sue drama!
Looking at Xiao Qinglin again, he listened attentively. He frowned when the two were having an affair, and smiled silly when the two reconciled.
A total idiot.
Being so simple and undefended, it should be because the family was well protected. Otherwise, how could Qingyi blame the person who assassinated him on Zhenbei Hou.
How could a marquis stationed in Liaodong kill a young boy? Fortunately, Xiao Qinglin listened to the advice and did not continue to doubt that. As for who assassinated him, he didn't want to worry about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway.
"Sister-in-law, the story between you and Brother Li Hui is much better than the opera in the theater."
"Oh, don't make trouble, we are just trivial things in a farmyard, how can we compare with those in a theater troupe."
"Why can't it be possible!" Xiao Qinglin refused, "My eldest brother obeys your words, and you will never leave me. Isn't this kind of unswerving love that is sung in the opera? Sister-in-law, when I open the theater in the future, I will kill you
Bring up the matter with Big Brother and let everyone listen."
"Hey, there are a lot of things I want to do. Open a store and open a theater."
Xiao Qinglin said "hmm" sheepishly, slowly chewed the meat in his mouth and said:
"Sister-in-law, let me tell you, when I have nothing to do, I go to the theater to listen to plays. Many of the things they sing are unreasonable. Sometimes I really want to write plays for them."
"Pfft——" Cheng Xue couldn't hold back and chuckled.
"If you write a play, your father and your second uncle won't be able to beat you? You are the only child in the Xiao family, and they won't agree."
"How does sister-in-law know this? Did Manager Qu say that? Did he suffer a lot from sister-in-law?"
"No, no." Cheng Xue quickly shook her head, "Guanshi Qu doesn't have any airs. Don't think nonsense. The reason why you told me this is because you want us to treat you well and fear that you will be wronged. Don't blame Guanshi Qu.
, otherwise how will I face him in the future?"
"Okay, I'll listen to my sister-in-law."
Xiao Qinglin refers to himself as "sister-in-law", and those who don't know it think Cheng Xue is his biological sister-in-law...
……
At midnight, Cheng Xue and Li Heng stood at the head of the village.
It was a cloudy day, there was no moon, and everything was dark.
Not long after, the sound of the car's wheels "squeaking... squeaking..." was heard in the distance.
When the car approached, Cheng Xue asked:
"Is this person the manager?"
"It's me, Mrs. Li, I've been waiting for a long time."
"No."
Qu Nan jumped out of the car and saw Li Heng beside her. She hurriedly stretched out her hand to carry him into the car and said:
"Is it okay to enter the village now? I won't cause any trouble to you."
"No, don't worry." Cheng Xue smiled and led the way.
Old farmers work at sunrise and rest at sundown. This afternoon, the military conscription was suddenly announced. Every household was tired of crying and fell into a deep sleep.
The carriage came to the door, and the clerk moved everything in the carriage into the study one by one. It was either a box or a box, and it was impossible to tell what was inside.
Cheng Xue felt that there were too many things and wanted to reject them, but Qu Nan spoke first and said:
"Master Li, Mrs. Li, thank you both for saving us, the eldest young master of the Xiao family. These things are not worth mentioning, so I hope you will accept them."
Cheng Xue twitched the corners of her mouth and chuckled:
"Manager Qu, there are so many things and it's not worth mentioning. You're too polite."
"Sister-in-law, please accept it, my life will definitely be more than ten taels of silver." Xiao Qinglin persuaded half-jokingly, "I put the money for the dipping recipe under the pillow, sister-in-law, don't refuse, we will come and go often in the future." p>
With the forest farm as a medium, they will indeed move around frequently in the future.
In this way, Cheng Xue nodded slowly and refused no longer.
"Okay, since you insist so much, I'll accept it. Just tell me what you want to eat in the future, and my sister-in-law will cook it for you."
"Sure, then it's settled."
After seeing off the master and servant, Li Heng helped organize things in the study.
The thank-you gifts given by Qu Nan were not only numerous but also expensive, and the little guy had never seen these.
There is everything you need to eat, use, wear, and wear.
