Lady forced to seek prince

Chapter 289 Opening

Old Madam Yang was hunched over, but her walk was like a gust of wind, and she arrived at Song's house in a short while.

She didn't say much when she entered the door, and went to the kitchen familiarly.

Now the kitchen of the Song family is similar to hers. Although Song Er knew how to cook in the past, it was only doable. How can it compare to Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and washed the rice. After a while, the heat and the smell of rice came from the Kung Fu Stove.

Song Er was very happy in his heart, these days the old man has eggs and fine rice, his body is much better, and his face is much rounder.

The main thing is that Mrs. Yang knows how to cook. She can steam the rice so that it is soft and fragrant. When she was in the village, she came to cook three meals a day. Sometimes the grandfather taught the children to read or do something. Please go right, the old lady didn't respond, and the old lady Yang didn't say anything, she just moved the chair and sat by the door.

The old man had been stared at for a long time, so he had no choice but to drop what he was doing and go to eat in the house.

Song Er had long felt that someone had to take care of the old man's temper.

It was really right to come to Taozhou this time, it was easier than hiring many doctors.

It's a pity that Mrs. Yang is very busy these days, so she doesn't come here often enough.

Mrs. Yang cooked the meals in a short while, and even heated up the glutinous rice cakes bought from the city. Today, I asked Mr. Song, she had to get some good things.

When the food was on the table, Mrs. Yang got up and went to the door of the kitchen to do needlework.

When Grandpa Song saw that there was an extra plate of glutinous rice cakes on the table, he knew that Mrs. Yang must have something to tell him.

Knowing this in my heart, my appetite was also whetted, and I ate a large bowl of rice and a glutinous rice cake in one go.

Song Er took down the bowl and chopsticks, and then Mrs. Yang entered the room.

"Sir," Mrs. Yang stepped forward and said, "I have something to trouble you today."

The old man Song felt more at ease, how about it, even if he opened a shop in the stockade, if something happens, he can't be found here?
Old Mr. Song stroked his beard and raised his shoulders.

Old Madam Yang said: "Our shop is going to be a signboard, please help write a few words, sir."

Mr. Song looked at Mrs. Yang: "Your family... all the children have read books, so let them write."

Mrs. Yang said with a smile: "My boss has written it many times, but I don't look like it. If I really do it, it won't make people laugh? After thinking about it, I have to find Mr. "

In fact, the root cause of this matter lies with Mr. Song. Originally, Zhao Xueli had written it, and she thought it would be okay, so she picked it up to read it, but Mr. Song happened to come to the house.

When Mr. Song passed by, he glanced at her hand and frowned.

With this frown, Mrs. Yang immediately felt bad.

So this knot is tied by Mr. Song, and Mr. Song has to untie it.

Mr. Song replied for a while, Mrs. Yang knew that Mr. Song had taken it again, but who could tell him what he was capable of?Tomorrow she will be capable, and she will be able to shake her prestige.

Mrs. Yang stood aside and waited quietly.

Grandpa Song finally cleared his throat after a while and said, "Then I'll try it! If it doesn't work, you can find someone else."

Mrs. Yang hurriedly said: "There is no need to find someone else, sir, after finishing writing, I will let the fourth child do it immediately."

Said Mrs. Yang and Song Er helped to spread paper for Mr. Song.

The table and chairs used by Mr. Song are the best in Fengxia Village. Zhao Xueyi found all the good wood here. Although it looks crude, it is very comfortable to use.

Mr. Song walked over with square steps, picked up a pen, and wrote a few big characters eloquently: Yang's Cheese

Looking at those four words, Mrs. Yang felt at ease now.

It's a pity that Grandpa Song doesn't have the appetite to eat cheese, and every time he finishes eating, he will inevitably feel uncomfortable, otherwise Mrs. Yang would have to take some cheese as a thank you gift.

Old Madam Yang said: "Sister Luo has made some good wheat flour. I'll make some noodles for Mr. tomorrow morning."

Mr. Song did not refuse.

Mrs. Yang waited until the ink was dry before leaving with the words.

Song Er looked at Mr. Song who was sitting at the table. At this time, Mr. Song's face was covered with the words "I made a profit".Really cheap?He remembered that someone came to ask for calligraphy and took 20 taels of silver to write a signboard, but Mr. Song refused to agree.

How much is a few glutinous rice cakes and a bowl of noodles worth?
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Granny Yang's cheese shop opened just like that, and the busy people in the cheese shop were either old ladies who were about the same age as Granny Yang, or young girls of twelve or thirteen years old.

The people in the village also found it strange.

The white lady also took a special look at it, and first took a closer look at the signboard at the entrance of the shop.

The words of Yang's Cheese are neatly written, precise and elegant, which is not something that ordinary scholars can write.

"Mum Bai is here."

Zhao Luoyang's voice sounded behind her, and the white woman turned her head to look, only to see Zhao Luoyang and Bai Yuying walking over holding hands.

"Are you looking at the sign too?" Zhao Luoyang smiled and said, "This is written by my husband."

Zhao Luoyang mentioned Mr. Song a few times, and Mrs. Bai didn't have an answer. Seeing these words this time, she couldn't help saying: "I don't understand, but I think it's well written."

Zhao Luoyang nodded: "Mr. is unusual. He has taught many students. Mr.'s eldest son is my senior brother, the number one scholar of our Daqi."

The white woman was a little surprised when she heard this: "The number one scholar? You should have a good future, why did you let your husband come to Taozhou?"

Zhao Luoyang restrained his smile, sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Senior brother was framed by someone, and he was almost charged with crimes. Fortunately, he was protected by the censor, so he was demoted from Beijing to take up his post."

"Sir, you came to Taozhou to find a quiet place to live your life."

It's just a nice thing to say to take care of your life, but Mrs. Bai heard the real meaning. That Mr. Song probably complained about his son and was completely disappointed with the court. That's why he wanted to come to a place like Taozhou but ended up dying.

What is going on with the imperial court, Mrs. Bai knows very well in her heart, this dynasty has always entrusted the champion with heavy responsibilities, and the person who can frame the champion must be extraordinary.

Either it's the Feng family or the Tai Tuo, it's probably inseparable from them.

Maybe there is a chance, she can also meet Mr. Song.

Shi Jiu said: "You say that, are you laying the groundwork for the future? Start with Mr. Song, mention the general sentence in Min County, and then reveal the truth about Sun Ji's arrest, leading to Nie Shuang, Wu Weijun and the little mute."

Zhao Luoyang said: "At least Nie Shuang and Wu Weijun must be mentioned. Whether or not to reveal the truth about the little mute to the princess depends on what the little mute is going to do."

Shi Jiu's voice became very soft: "You have thought of him so well, how can he repay you in the future?"

For some reason, Zhao Luoyang's cheeks turned hot: "There's no reward for this, we haven't always been like this. Besides, it's also good for us."

"No," Shi Jiu said decisively, "If the little mute dares to treat you badly and let you down, I'll go find him to settle the score."

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