Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 115, tailoring clothes

"Luoxia Village is not my Feng family's private territory. If Mr. Bai wants to live here, as long as the government has no objection, that's fine." Feng Qingluo said lightly.

"Feng patriarch's words are wrong! The Feng clan has been in Luoxia Village for hundreds of years, and has its own roots and connections. If I want to live here, I have to ask for your approval?"

As soon as Bai Jingxing said this, Feng Qingluo couldn't help but take another look at him. It seemed that this person already knew a lot about Feng's family, but he didn't know why he came here.

It is better to place the enemy in the open than in the dark, because there is no one who can guard against thieves for a thousand days.

Feng Qingluo said angrily: "Whatever! You can live here if you want, we are just a group of peasants who are too poor to eat, we don't have much influence on you, and where you live has even less influence on us."

After Feng Qingluo finished speaking, she was ready to see off the guests, but unfortunately there was no tea at home, and she couldn't do the thing of serving tea to see off the guests, so she had to keep silent.

Next, Bai Jingxing liked to ignore Feng Qingluo whatever he said, he couldn't continue after saying a few words, so he had to pat his nose to leave.

The Bai family, a century-old family and the richest man in the country, was coveted by the new emperor because of its huge property, so they found an excuse to destroy it.

Bai Jingxing was fostered in Lan's house because he was weak and sick since he was a child.

"Whoever wins the Feng family wins the world, interesting!" Bai Jingxing walked a distance from Feng Qingluo's house before stopping and looking back. He looked at the thatched cottage in the autumn wind behind him for a while, and then at Qin Zhi and others who were sweating profusely not far away. People, eagle eyes narrowed, turned and left after a long time.

For the next three days, she didn't see Bai Jingxing again. Feng Qingluo once wondered if this person was just talking and would not really go to live in such a poor and backward mountain village.As a result, on the fourth morning, Bai Jingxing came again, accompanied by thirteen young men who performed their duties, and started working when they arrived. They wanted to build a bamboo house in Luoxia Village.

Yes, Bamboo House.

Because the thatched cottage is too low-grade, it can't match the identity of Bai Jingxing, the descendant of the former richest man.

As soon as Bai Jingxing came, he came to see Feng Qingluo, his posture was very low.Feng Qingluo went out and took a look, seeing that they chose to build a house across the creek, she stopped talking, anyway, she made up her mind to live their own lives in the future.

How did she know Bai Jingxing's careful thinking, the place he chose could monitor every move of the entire Feng family!
Feng Qingluo made up her mind to ignore Bai Jingxing, and only wanted to make Qin Zhi a nice dress.

It is said that Feng Qingluo prepared the measuring stick when she came back from Feng Hongxuan's house that day, and when Qin Zhi finished eating and took a shower, she couldn't wait to pull him into the house.

"Luoluo, it's not dark yet!" Qin Zhi was happy, but he still reminded her.

"It's okay, you can see clearly before it's dark!" She continued to drag Qin Zhi away as she spoke.

Han Yan on the side complained silently in his heart, is this something we can listen to?The master and this Feng's daughter are getting more and more immoral, and they can say anything.

He was even thinking, would there be another little master when he returned from this mission?Will the little master look more like the master or the daughter of the Feng family?
Forget it, it's all right!The child born to this pair of handsome men and beautiful women should not be too bad.

Han Yan is in a crooked manner, his mind has been occupied by the little master!

How did he know that the young couple hurried back to the room just to measure the size.

The first time Feng Qingluo made clothes, it was when it was a novelty. As soon as Qin Zhi entered the room, she couldn't wait to get started, but it turned out that because she was not familiar with the business, she couldn't measure it for a long time.

(End of this chapter)