Several little maids from the Li family secretly gathered together, looked in a certain direction in the yard, leaned their heads close, and whispered: "You guys think that Uncle Fang is such a powerful person, why is he so afraid of Aunt Fang?
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"Yeah, I can't imagine that all the nursing homes in the family combined are no match for Uncle Fang..." A little maid had an expression of admiration on her face and said, "But I often see Uncle Fang being used by Aunt Fang with a broom.
Chase and fight..."
"What does this have to do with whether she is powerful or not? I heard from others that Madam is very good at martial arts, but she is not so gentle to the Lord?"
"Yes, this kind of thing has nothing to do with whether you are powerful or not. The second young lady is also very good at martial arts. Isn't it the same as Uncle Fang meeting Aunt Fang when the Lord is in front of the second young lady?"
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"What are you talking about?" Li Yi walked over from the side, and the little maids immediately laughed and dispersed.
The maids of the Li family are all spoiled. They are not lazy at all, but they have the habit of gathering together to gossip. I wonder if the maids of other powerful families are like this too?
"Uncle."
Lao Fang walked over from the front and gave him a dry smile. Li Yi couldn't help but smile.
"Let someone prepare a carriage. We will go to the Wang family in a while. Prepare another gift. It doesn't need to be too generous. The Wang family is not short of money." Yesterday, something was delayed and the head of the Wang family let go. It is not easy to delay it today. After all,
The reason why he went to the Wang family was because the head of the Wang family had a special status, and he could not let the head of the Wang family in Luochuan come to visit him...
Lao Fang scratched his head and said, "Uncle, I have something to do in a while. Let Lao Xu and the others accompany you. Remember to bring a few more guards."
Li Yi waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, just ask someone to prepare the car. In addition, you can take the thing as you like, just think twice before sending it. Don't regret it if something happens in the end."
Lao Fang nodded and said, "Okay, uncle, I understand."
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In the yard, Xiao Cui lifted several glass balls, and after the sunlight was projected through them, they left colorful light spots on the ground.
He put these things away happily. Brother Fang said that they were all treasures and could be sold for a lot of money. The young lady and Sister Ruoqing didn't choose much. They only took one piece each and threw these things to her and the little girl.
beads.
The treasure must be hidden and cannot be seen by others. If a few thousand taels of silver are stolen and robbed, you will feel like dying.
There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Cui's face showed joy. Mr. Li had said that if they didn't like the glass, they would have another box sent to them today.
Putting the glass beads in his arms, he ran towards the door.
She didn't worry about the bad guy knocking on the door at all. Bad guys couldn't get close to this small courtyard.
He quickly opened the door and saw the figure standing outside. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, "Brother Fang, you are here, Li..."
The next moment, the expression on Xiaocui's face was stunned. She looked at the figure behind Lao Fang and asked doubtfully: "Sister, what can I do for you?"
The woman smiled and asked, "Is Miss Zeng at home?"
Xiaocui nodded, looked at Lao Fang, then at the strange woman, and said, "Yes, the lady is in the studio."
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"Wide-sleeved flow fairy skirt, pleated Ruyi skirt, purple silk and green pattern skirt, Yunyan fine brocade dress... How did you come up with these weird names?"
In the studio, Zeng Zuimo smoothed his hair in front of his forehead and whispered while flipping through the bound album.
Today, she still didn't put on makeup, and stood barefoot in front of the table. The room was paved with wooden floors. On weekdays, except for her and Xiao Cui, almost no one would come in. Many rules were restrained, so they were simply thrown aside.
Women's clothing has been richer than men's clothing since ancient times. These days, she has come into contact with a lot more, but she has never seen even one of them in this album.
It's a wonder that a person who doesn't understand women's thoughts at all can design such exquisite women's clothes.
With this sigh in her heart, Xiaocui walked in from the outside and said, "Miss, there is a sister looking for you."
"Let her wait for a moment, I'll be out soon." On weekdays, the female shopkeeper would come to see her. Zeng Zuimo was about to put down the album, wash up briefly and go out, when a figure walked out from behind Xiao Cui.
The woman smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but please don't take offense to Miss Zeng."
Snapped!
The picture album in Zeng Zuimo's hand fell to the ground.
After a while, she took a deep breath, leaned over to pick up the picture album, put it on the table beside her, and said with a smile: "It's no big deal, Li... Mrs. Li, come in."
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"Damn God..." In the outer courtyard, Lao Fang sat on a stone bench, looked back at the Moon Gate, shook his head, and sighed with a complicated expression.
"It's not convenient for Zui Mo to see guests like this. Mrs. Li, please wait a moment while I go wash up and be back soon." Zeng Zui Mo looked at Ru Yi and said apologetically.
Ruyi smiled and said: "We are all family members, Miss Zuimo doesn't have to be so exposed to outsiders."
Zeng Zuimo was stunned, not knowing what she meant by "my family", but he didn't insist anymore. He sat down opposite her and asked, "I wonder what happened to Mrs. Li when she came here today?"
Ruyi looked into her eyes and said: "Maybe this request is a bit presumptuous, but no matter what, I still want to ask Ms. Zuimo to listen to what I have to say."
"Mrs. Li, it's okay to say so." Zeng Zuimo nodded and said.
"Miss Zui Mo..., you like your husband, right?"
The smile on Zeng Zuimo's face froze, and then turned a little pale. She raised her head and looked at the woman opposite her who had no confidence to surpass her in terms of appearance, figure or temperament. She opened her lips, but in the end she didn't.
No matter what words he said, he managed to stay calm.
However, what the woman opposite said next made her body tremble, and then her expression changed drastically. She could no longer maintain her composure.
The woman opposite her voice was trembling as she said: "Since Miss Zui Mo... and Miss Zui Mo also likes my husband, then we might as well... we might as well marry into the Li family!"
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"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
After sending Uncle Fang and the beautiful sister out, Xiaocui walked into the studio again. Seeing her young lady's expression, she hurriedly asked: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Did that sister bully you just now?"
"Miss, miss, miss, what's wrong with you, please speak!"
Zeng Zuimo removed Xiao Cui's hand that was shaking her shoulder and said, "I'm fine. Xiao Cui, please go out first. I want to be alone for a while."
"Miss……"
"Go out..."
Xiaocui's eyes were full of mist, she glanced at Zeng Zuimo again, then slowly backed out and closed the door.
"What...is this?" A choking voice came from the room, and two lines of tears finally fell from her pretty face.
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"Miss, what are we doing now, are we going home?"
Lao Fang leaned on the carriage and turned around to ask.
"Go back home." A voice came soon from inside the car.
Lao Fang lowered his head and looked at a drop of wetness on the carriage beside him. He was silent for a while and asked, "Did Miss Zeng agree?"
This time, there was no response from the car.
Lao Fang waved his whip gently, and the carriage started slowly.
"Miss, don't you understand my uncle?" He looked into the distance, sighed, and said softly: "If my eldest daughter is childless, my uncle will never take a concubine in his life..."
"We sell dates, we sell dates, fresh jujubes, freshly picked jujubes, taste them first before buying them, they don't cost money if they are not sweet..."
On the street, a stall with two baskets of jujubes was selling them vigorously.
Finally, a voice came from inside the car, "Xiaohuan likes to eat dates. Uncle Fang, stop for a moment and buy some dates."
"good."
Lao Fang jumped off the carriage, walked to the vendor, and asked, "Are your dates sweet?"
The vendor chuckled and said, "Don't worry, sir, these are fresh dates. You can try them. If they are not sweet, you will be charged for them."
Lao Fang picked a jujube from the box and threw it into his mouth. The next moment, his face became twitching, and he spit out the jujube. He looked at the vendor and said angrily: "It's so sour to me. I don't want anything that's not sweet."
Money..., who gave you the confidence?"
Looking at the strong man in front of him, the vendor said weakly: "Sir, you tasted it wrong. This one is a wild jujube, and the other one is a sweet jujube..."
"Miss, you've bought it." Lao Fang got on the carriage again, handed a paper bag in, curled his lips and said: "What's the difference between selling jujubes and sour jujubes and sweet jujubes? A pound of sweet jujubes is actually five cents more expensive. This
Profiteers..."
There was silence in the carriage for a while before the sound came again.
"Uncle Fang, if there are wild dates, please go and buy some too."
