Group pet daughter: The rough man tricked me into giving birth again

Chapter 69 The God of Wealth is here

The two stayed in the inn for two days.

After getting the exact news, Mr. Sun rushed back without stopping.

Immediately send someone to prepare a gift and send it to the inn.

Liu Rufeng happened to be here these few days, and he was not happy to see Mr. Sun come back in a hurry.

Seeing that he didn't invite Qin Zhi back, he felt even more uncomfortable, and was about to scold him.

I was shocked by his words.

"You said, Qin Zhi also brought his wife here?"

Mr. Sun nodded: "I went to invite Mr. Qin as ordered. He said he was not free today and wanted to accompany Madam, so I came back quickly and wanted to prepare some gifts for him."

"It's really here?" Liu Rufeng couldn't believe it.
Qin Zhi went to Jiangnan and brought his own woman with him?

Thinking of Qin Zhihuan's pickiness, he couldn't help but ask again: "You can see, isn't she a stunning beauty?"

He just has a hobby, and he likes beautiful women.

"Madam lives in the inn, and the Hou Mansion keeps it airtight so no one can see it."

Master Sun put down his things and said suspiciously: "Master Liu, you don't mean to..."

Friend's wife can't be deceived!

Liu Rufeng glanced at Mr. Sun in disgust. Is he such a person in his eyes?
He likes beautiful women, he is not a beast.

He and Qin Zhi are still good brothers, how could he miss his wife.

He was just curious about what kind of woman would make Qin Zhi feel at ease.

Even when I go to Jiangnan, I have to take it with me, and I can't bear to part for a moment.

"Master Qin is here tomorrow, you can ask."

"good idea!"

Liu Rufeng patted Mrs. Sun on the shoulder happily: "Tomorrow we will clean up the younger siblings, she must be happy."

Pick up the dust?

She must be happy?
She took his husband to the brothel on the first day of going to the south of the Yangtze River. Would she be happy?

When she sees that you don't spit and you spit all over your face, it's her tutor who taught you well.

Liu Rufeng is not married, so this post is not suitable for him.

"Master Sun, are you married yet?"

Sun Zhibin immediately understood what he meant and hurriedly said, "I'll post a post right away and invite her to come to the mansion tomorrow."

Qin Zhi still looked at Ma Lan who was fidgeting, thinking that she was worried about money.

He couldn't bear to let her continue to suffer, so he handed over the bank note: "Hold it."

Malan opened it, and there were a total of 1000 taels.

Just enough to make up for the money she spent these two days.

But after all, she has a troubled conscience and dare not take the money.

"Husband also needs money outside, so you should keep the money yourself."

Qin Zhi didn't go to pick up the bank note, closed his eyes and fell asleep: "I'll take it for you."

After speaking, stop talking.

Ma Lan stared blankly at his face and was dumb.

After a while, Qin Zhi opened his eyes and looked at her jokingly: "Does it look good?"

Only then did Malan realize how long he had been staring at him.

His face flushed, and he said cheekily: "It looks good."

She shrank back into Qin Zhihuan's arms: "My husband is the most beautiful, I have never seen a man who is more beautiful than my husband."

Qin Zhi was in a happy mood, with the corners of his mouth raised.

The carriage traveled all the way and finally arrived at the restaurant.

Qin Zhi also got out of the carriage, turned around and stretched out his hand to her and said, "Get down."

Malan quickly collected the bank notes and got out of the carriage.

The restaurant is in an alley, and you can guess that it has been open for many years just by looking at the mottled gate.

There is a red lantern hanging on the door, and the light and shadow fall, as if shy.

Qin Er fastened the carriage and followed Qin Zhihuan into the restaurant.

The restaurant is not big, you need to make an appointment in advance, and only entertain one guest a day.

After entering the door, the room is warm.

There is also incense on the table in the corner, which smells nice.

After several people sat down, only the waiter came to the menu.

Its house has a lot of rules, and guests are not allowed to order food, they only say what dishes are available today.

They are all bought fresh, and they eat whatever the cook cooks.

Before the food was served, the waiter brought some snacks and tea.

Malan picked one up and put it in his mouth.

Click click!

Isn't this the potato chips she ate in her previous life?
Qin Zhi also lowered his head and drank his tea: "This is his signature snack, potato chips."

How could there be potato chips in this era!

Malan was shocked.

Aunt Sun's embroidery patterns were left to her by her family.

If age is counted, at least 40 years ago.

What about potato chips, when did they appear?

She wanted to ask, but Xiao Er brought the food.

Is this saliva chicken?
"Does this restaurant still have hotpot?" Ma Lan asked tentatively.

"Yes, do you want to eat?"

"Call the shopkeeper to have a chat."

Ma Lan stopped his chopsticks and said to Qin Zhi: "We have to see what kind of people make so many strange delicacies."

The shopkeeper's surname is Gu, who just turned eighteen this year.

Cooking all the year round, the skin is yellowed by oily smoke.

Seeing that Ma Lan was interested, he told the history of the inn. These dishes were passed down from his ancestors.

It has been 60 years ago.

60 years?
Another broken thread.

After eating, the two went back.

The shopkeeper saw that Ma Lan liked potato chips, so he packed some for her before leaving.

After getting into the carriage, Ma Lan's eyes kept looking at Qin Zhihuan who was beside him.

"Husband, where are we going in a while?"

"Water alley."

Qin Zhi also ordered a large boat in the water alley.

The carriage didn't stop, and went directly to the alley.

There will be boats in that place from morning to night, and you can enjoy most of the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River by walking on the boat.

The scenery in each cabin is different, and the music is continuous and melodious.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, you can also see actors doing water dances. They are graceful and graceful.

Candles are printed on the surface of the lake, sparkling, showing the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River.

Ma Lan smiled on his face, but was also very happy in his heart.

The only unpleasantness was washed away by the bustling scenery.

When the boat arrived, Qin Zhi sent Ma Lan back to the inn first.

The pile of things bought on the road was taken into the house by the servants, and Qin Zhihuan took her in his arms and said calmly, "You go back first."

Ma Lan felt guilty and didn't ask him where he was going.

She just wrapped her arms around his waist reluctantly: "Husband, go and come back quickly, I'll wait for you in the room."

This is the first time Malan has been so intimate with him in front of everyone.

Qin Zhi was still thick-skinned, and couldn't help blushing slightly.

She was wearing a bright red dress today, under the candlelight it looked like the rouge color of that night.

My heart was inexplicably moved and I smiled silently: "Okay."

As soon as Qin Zhihuan left, Ma Lan immediately ordered his servants to move all the things back.

Then they secretly went out with Zi Yan and Qin Da.

Today, Lan Ling from the Nanqu troupe will also perform on stage, she wants to see it.

Firstly, it was to listen to the play, and secondly, she wanted to help Aunt Sun get an autograph.

In addition to large and small boats on the lake, there are also many attics.

The little brother in charge of selling tickets from the Nanqu troupe even bragged to Qin Zhi: "Recently, a lady from a rich family came from somewhere.

As soon as I heard that Lanling was on stage to sing, I immediately spent 500 taels to book the show. "

Qin Zhi was still listening quietly, without speaking.

The man continued: "Looking at her appearance, I guess she was bullied at home and came out with money to vent her anger, but she really likes Mr. Lanling."

The person who has been chattering is Feng Hao, the son of the leader of the Nanqu troupe.

I like talking the most, and if I don't say a few words a day, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Qin Zhi had always known his temper, so he ignored him and went straight to the attic.

Lan Ling was sitting inside drinking tea, betting with the class master whether the God of Wealth would come today.

"If you are rich, you can't spend like this every day." Feng Li, the head teacher, said: "I guess I won't come."

"I know my fans, she will definitely come."

The two of them were talking, when they saw Qin Zhi still coming in, they immediately stood up and said respectfully, "My lord."

"Are you all ready?"

There are still people waiting for him in the inn, and he has to go back early today.

I didn't greet everyone as usual, but went straight to the topic.

"Ready."

Feng Li still wanted to say more, when she saw Feng Hao trotting in, his face full of excitement.

Seeing that Qin Zhi was still discussing things with his mother, he hurriedly said, "That God of Wealth is here again."

(End of this chapter)