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Chapter 185: Mother Chai Will Cry?
On the Qixi Festival, I heard that half a street of Baoling City is strung together, oh no, the lanterns on the smaller half of the street are used as lantern festivals.

Fang Zhihui crossed her legs and said to Jiang Shaoyan, picking at the thorn: "That's not interesting, I look at it every year, and the lanterns are still bought by the county government licking their faces from the lantern shop."

"You said you don't need money, what good can you give? Just light it up! It's really boring!" Fang Zhihui said, picking and choosing from the stewed food plate at hand, and picked a pig's trotter and gnawed it stand up.

Fang Zhihui, who has always been very picky and has always been rich in clothing and food, can actually eat pig's trotters.Looking at Fang Zhihui who was holding a pig's trotter and gnawing on it, Xiangli on the side of the pony sadly withdrew the hand that was going to grab the pig's trotter, and was forced to take a chicken foot.

They're all feet, so chicken's and pig's should be about the same!Xiangli gnawed uninterestedly, but tasted the meatless chicken paws in his mouth and saw Fang Zhihui gnawing meat all over his face, still couldn't help swallowing secretly.

What a waste of sticky face.If she came to gnaw it, she would definitely gnaw it clean and there would be nothing left.If she had known that the good pig's trotter would fall into the hands of the honest and blunt Second Miss Fang, she would not be reserved and took the pig's trotter first.

Speaking of which, it's also because the young lady's food is too refined. The young lady cooks delicious food, but I don't eat much, and the way I eat is also refined. I never compete with her for food. This face...

Looking at Jiang Shaoyan's meaty glutinous rice dumpling-like face, Xiangli said in her heart: Miss really looks better the longer she grows!

As for those people outside, what do you know about beauty?

"Just turn on the light at first, so it looks better from a distance." Fang Zhihui continued to gnaw on the pig's trotters, criticizing festivals such as Qixi Festival, "It's so boring! You said that this couple walking on the street holding hands on weekdays It’s okay to be right, but I have to make a special festival, I see that the flower cakes, lanterns, flowers and other things I bought are all cheap for those profiteers.”

Jiang Shaoyan held up a string of stewed quail eggs with dried tofu and took a bite, then glanced at her: "But I heard that your Fang family also sells flower cakes, lanterns, and flowers."

The man who complained about being a profiteer was himself a profiteer.

This is really... Fang Zhihui glanced at her complainingly, and said, "I am not the second lady who is the head of the Fang family, but Fang Zhihui, your friend of Jiang Si!"

Jiang Shaoyan smiled, didn't say much, just took another bite of the stewed skewer in her hand.

Looking at the stewed skewers in her hand, and then glanced at the big pig's trotter in her hand, Fang Zhihui twitched the corners of her mouth, and said to Jiang Shaoyan: "Jiang Si, why do you eat this if you have meat? This is not only delicious but also delicious." Is there any other advantage to being gentler than us?"

As for eating Xiangsiwen... do you need it?Do you need a female overlord like them who vowed to lift the tripod?Fang Zhihui thought.

Jiang Shaoyan held up the marinated skewers in her hand, and said calmly: "I was in Yancheng, I ate a bunch of these. It wasn't very tasty. I wanted to make some myself for a long time."

Oh, that's how it is!Fang Zhihui sat back, didn't pay too much attention, just continued to gnaw on the pig's trotter in his hand, and said: "After the Qixi Festival, it will be the Ghost Festival. Our temples and Taoist temples here all have practice meetings. Do you have any in the capital?"

Jiang Shaoyan glanced at her and said, "Of course there are. They are all in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the gap between the north and the south is not that big."

If you want to eat flower cakes on Qixi Festival, then cakes will be offered on the Ghost Festival.

After all, there are two festivals approaching, but there is almost no change in food, and Xiangli, who is eating chicken feet, is a little bit less interested.

But at this time, the Ghost Festival is not mentioned for food.

"My father and mother passed away early, so I'm going to Guangming Nunnery to attend the puja. Are you going?" Fang Zhihui asked Jiang Shaoyan.

These words reminded Jiang Shaoyan that the shell of her body had a beautiful and unlucky mother.

After thinking about it, Jiang Shaoyan nodded and said softly, "I'm going." If possible, I can also provide a pastry for General Zhao.

"I'll make an appointment with you again on the Ghost Festival," Fang Zhihui said, "Even if you don't have the fate of your parents, you still have to be filial."

Some people say that "children want to be raised but they don't want to be loved", but her sisters from the Fang family don't want to be loved until they are brought up.

Perhaps it was the same, the elder sister who was only two years older than her had already shouldered the burden of "being a mother", but it was a pity that the elder sister was currently in Yancheng.

Who would make a special trip for one or two festivals that are celebrated every year?Fang Zhihui sighed.

She put aside all the things at hand today, and followed Jiang Si exclusively.Whatever is eaten in Jiang Si's hands is delicious.

Fang Zhihui was very impressed with the soup dumplings made of pork skin last time, and she was looking forward to what she would eat today.

……

There is really no need to make a special trip for one or two annual festivals, Fang Zhiyao, who is far away in Yancheng, shook her head with a wry smile, and continued to look through the mountain of account books in the bank.

Fortunately, judging from the actions of Ji Shizi and Lin Shaoqing these days, it seems that they don't want to make trouble, which also makes Fang Zhiyao half relieved.

As for the other half, here, she wants to find out the secret behind this bank.

Chitu, who was used to being the first one to report to Ji Chongyan every day, was in vain today.

"Where is Shizi?" Chitu was stunned at the empty room, and then yelled, "It's no good, Shizi is gone, Shizi..."

Before he had time to yell, he turned around and faced Lin Yan who was walking over: "Chongyan has returned to Baoling, and he will be back tomorrow morning."

Oh, it turns out that Shi Ziye has returned to Baoling, not disappeared.Chitu breathed a sigh of relief, but soon lifted his let-down heart: "Why didn't Shizi call me when he returned to Baoling? Wouldn't it be unsafe for him to go alone?"

Lin Yan glanced at him, and bluntly said a heartbreaking sentence: "He brought Lu."

Chitu: "..."

It was really a bolt from the blue, the son of the world actually brought Lu at such a time, did he feel that his martial arts were not as good as Lu?

It's not martial arts, but talkative, and it's nonsense talkative!Lin Yan looked at Chitu who was stunned in place and shook his head: In terms of martial arts, Chitu's Lu is actually similar, but in view of the lessons learned from the previous random rumors, and today is Qixi Festival, it is strange that Chongyan will bring Chitu.

If you can't speak, it's better not to speak.

He set off before midnight yesterday, and Lu, who was with Ji Chongyan, arrived at Ji's Bieyuan in Baoling before noon.

"Your Majesty, you are back! Nanny Chai just got up and is crying right now!" the steward said hastily.

Ji Chongyan, who was about to hand over the reins in his hand to the side, was startled when he heard the words, and was stunned: "What are you talking about? Chai is crying?"

After finishing speaking, before the steward nodded, Ji Chongyan threw the rein in his hand and strode forward: "Take me there!"

I don’t know what Xixi is today, how can Nanny Chai, who is happy all day long and whose memory stays in the happiest years, cry?He had never seen Nanny Chai cry!

(End of this chapter)