Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

well!It's really sad, Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but sighed, feeling that her man's confidence in being able to go to school after hearing the Tao was too inflated.

"His father, it's not nice to say something. It's not that Dao'er has never been to school. He has been studying for so many years. When do you think he can do it?"

"He's already eighteen, and if he doesn't decide on a marriage, when will he be able to pass on the lineage to the second family? Besides, getting married won't affect his school entrance exams. On the contrary, there will be one more person to take care of him."

Mrs. Zhang was quite dissatisfied with Wen Zhong's promise, and she didn't want to give up those two high-quality in-laws.

Wen Zhong couldn't understand why Zhang's words made sense, Wen Dao's marriage should indeed be put on the agenda.

But he didn't give up, he hoped, hoped, and extravagantly hoped that maybe this time it would be all right.

In this way, a village girl was hastily selected. He couldn't pass his own test, but he couldn't find any strong evidence to refute Mrs. Zhang.

Wen Zhong thought for a moment, then put it bluntly: "If you really want to talk about others, you have to ask Wen Wen'er's opinion first."

"His father is gone, this is our decision, there is nothing to ask."

"If it's your son, you don't have to ask. Dao'er's marriage has to be done with his own consent."

Regarding this point, Wen Zhongmen is clear, judging from the performance of Wen Dao brothers and sisters in the past two years, he always feels that the brothers and sisters are different from before.

They have their own ideas, and they are not easily controlled and decided by themselves.

"Just ask, you can ask tomorrow."

"I won't go. Whoever wants to do it will ask." Wen Zhong refused to accept this matter in his heart, so he would not go.

"You! Aren't you cheating? You don't care about our nephew's affairs?"

"Whether you want to go or not, I won't go anyway." Wen Zhong fell asleep after throwing down this irresponsible sentence, Zhang was so angry that his teeth itched with hatred.

On the second day, early in the morning, Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Xie unexpectedly met in the courtyard of Wen Xiang's house.

The two pretended to greet each other, both thinking about the other's intention in their hearts.

"Auntie, auntie, good morning, have you had breakfast yet?" Wen Xiang greeted the two uninvited guests with a smile.

"It's already eaten, second girl, you don't need to be so busy." Mrs. Zhang hurriedly stopped Wen Xiang from "pour tea and water" for herself.

"Auntie, this is the soy milk I ground myself. It's delicious. You can try it." Wen Xiang made a bowl of soy milk for Mrs. Zhang, and then called Mrs. Xie to have a bowl too.

The two refused and had to sit down.

Before drinking, the two of them were concerned about "Where is the Taoist priest?" After learning that Wuwei Taoist priest was still lying down, they drank the soy milk with peace of mind.

"Wow, it's so sweet, you are really willing to put sugar." Aunt Xie exclaimed.

Ordinary people are not willing to grind soy milk for themselves, let alone put so much sugar.

Aunt Xie thought to herself, this is really not an ordinary family, and she drank two extra bowls without knowing it.

"Well, it's quite sweet, Second Girl, did you grind this soy milk yourself? It's delicious."

"Well, drink more if you like."

Wen Xiang made another bowl for the two visitors with a pleasant smile, and waited quietly for the other party to express their intentions.

The three of them drank soy milk and gossiped for a long time, but in the end they had nothing to say, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay.

Aunt Xie did not dare to reveal her intentions for coming because she was afraid that Mrs. Zhang would see through her real purpose; Mrs. Zhang did not say what she was here because she did not want Mrs. Xie to know that she was going to visit and hear the truth.

It's not an option to go on like this, Wen Xiang, as the host, had no choice but to say: "Auntie, what do you need from me?"

The implication is that if you have something to talk about, get out if you have nothing to do, I'm busy.

Aunt Xie heheed twice, and quickly waved her hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong.

"Ma'am, if you have something to say, just speak up."

Mrs. Xie didn't want to say it in front of Mrs. Zhang, but if she left now, she seemed to have a guilty conscience, so she decided to ask:

"It's nothing, it's just that the head of the family wants to send Shitou to study, but I don't know which private school is good, so I want to ask you?"

Wen Sanjin wants to send Shitou to study? !is it possible?This is obviously impossible!

Wen Xiang couldn't believe her ears, she didn't think Wen Sanjin would have such insight, nor did she think he could have such financial resources, and as for Shitou, he was even less interested in studying.

"Isn't there a social school in our village?" Mrs. Zhang didn't understand. It would be good to go to the social school on the stone.

"Hey, we mainly want to know what good private schools are in Chengnan County? Good sir?"

"Do you want to send Shitou to study in Chengnan County?" Mrs. Zhang was stunned. Can his family afford a scholar?

"It's just to inquire first, let's talk about it after looking at it, and talk about it after looking at it." Aunt Xie felt guilty.

Wen Xiang didn't know what the other party was planning, so he had to temporarily introduce what he learned to Aunt Xie.

"We don't understand what you said, but I think the private school your elder brother studied in must be good, so which private school does your elder brother go to?" Aunt Xie was timid at first, but finally she wanted to see her.

Wen Xiang's heart moved, and then she looked at Aunt Xie's fidgeting look, she seemed to understand something, but she didn't expose it, and said bluntly: "Brother is in Lizhang Academy."

"Oh." Mrs. Xie and Mrs. Zhang actually said in unison.

Wen Xiang couldn't help laughing.

Now that Mrs. Xie had obtained the information, she couldn't sit still no matter what, so she hurriedly left.When she left, Mrs. Zhang also said goodbye.

In Ms. Zhang's view, although Wen Xiang behaved as decently as an adult, she was still a little girl, and it was not appropriate to tell Wen Xiang about things like "talking about marriage to her elder brother", so Ms. Zhang decided to take care of it herself.

Seeing the two coming and leaving in a hurry, Wen Xiang stroked his chin and pondered: Could it be that these two people came to find out which college the elder brother studied in?What do they want to do?
Wen Xiang didn't have time to think about it, but was interrupted by a series of procrastinating footsteps coming down from the east attic.

"What do you eat today?" Daoist Wuwei stretched his waist, sat down and asked.

"Soymilk and fried dough sticks."

"Every day is soy milk fritters."

"What's wrong with soya-bean milk fritters? This is a perfect match. Your Majesty has no objection, why are you picky? Besides, you go out of this door and ask, isn't this something that everyone can eat?" Hard work Breakfast was still disliked by others, and Wen Xiang was very angry.

Daoist Wuwei doesn't care about Wen Xiang comparing himself with cats. What he cares about is: "I mean, can't you change one or two things that don't repeat themselves? Eat it every day, even if it's delicacies from mountains and seas, you'll get tired of it."

"You don't have to eat if you don't like it." After Wen Xiang finished speaking, she started to clear the table.

"Hey, stop, I'll eat. Is it okay if I eat? It's early in the morning and you're so angry?" Taoist Wuwei hurriedly held down the pots and pans, afraid that Wen Xiang would really stop him from eating.

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