Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 273
"Engagement, engagement, what kind of engagement?!"

Xiao Yuan was not happy seeing her, "Do you think everyone is as anxious as your son?! Huai Jin is only 16 years old, why are you so anxious!"

Li's face was hot, and he didn't dare to say any more.

Xiao Tingchen left the study and went to Jiangheting to look for Su Jiu with ease.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, he saw the servants digging a flowerbed in the corner.

He came to the eaves and asked, "What is this for?"

Bai Lu gave a salute, "Go back to your son, the third master said that he wants to plant a camphor tree in the yard."

The boy raised his eyebrows.

Those who have a daughter here will plant a camphor tree in the yard when the daughter is born.

When the daughter was 15 years old and Ji was married, the husband's family was asked to cut down the camphor tree to make a wardrobe and put it in the new house.

When getting married, hide silk in the camphor wood wardrobe, the silk in the wardrobe, the homonym of staying together for a long time, implying a happy husband and wife, loving and loving.

Xiao Tingchen stared at the camphor tree.

The tree looked beautiful and lush, and it was about nine years old, so it should have been transplanted by my third uncle from somewhere else.

He's such a cheap father, he doesn't have to worry about being a dad.

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Bai Lu frowned, inexplicably feeling that Fifth Young Master looked at the tree with a very hot expression, as if he was about to cut down the tree...

Xiao Tingchen looked back with a smile, just stepped over the threshold, before he could greet Xiao Yu and Su Jiu, a little girl rushed in from outside, shouting anxiously:

"It's not good, it's not good! Young Master Xie brought our eldest lady to kneel at the gate of the mansion. The old lady was so angry that she was going to beat them with a cane!"

Xiao Yu immediately walked out.

He knew that his mother hated Xie's family, but he and Xie Rongzhi still had business contacts, not to mention anything else, he just begged his mother not to make things too ugly on the surface.

What's more, he felt that Xie Rongzhi was one of the few good men in Jinling City.

If it wasn't for Xiaojiu's young age, he would have wanted to tell Xiaojiu to Xie Rongzhi!
Xiao Tingchen and Su Jiu also followed.

The people living in Wuyi Lane are all aristocratic families, and few people dare to come out to watch the excitement due to the disputes among the great clans.

Therefore, apart from the people from the Xiao family and the Xie family, there were almost no outsiders present.

The old lady Xiao had been lying on the bed for half a month because her natal family was severely injured.

When she was in good health, she heard that her granddaughter followed Xie Rongzhi to mess around, knelt outside the house and couldn't get up, and she must marry into Xie's family before giving up.

An old man in his sixties, wearing a mop on his head, and his face, which was still white and rosy in the first month, has lost a lot of weight.

Sitting on the armchair, she persuaded Xiao Peilan earnestly, "Lan'er, what's so good about the man from the Xie family that it's worth your kneeling here for him?!"

Xiao Peilan and Xie Rongzhi interlocked their fingers, sobbing and looking up, "Grandmother..."

"If you still recognize me as a grandmother, hurry home! How decent is it to kneel at the door of your house with a man?!"

Xiao Peilan looked at the man beside her, her almond eyes were full of affection, "Grandmother taught me that although a daughter's family is not as resolute as a boy's, she must also learn to be brave. Zhi and I have made a promise, we will never give up in this life, and we will never leave ! This is my courage!"

Hui Zhilan is a girl with a heart, born gentle.

She has no ambition, nor can she learn to be cruel.

I used to study a subset of classics and history in a boudoir, and I also sat in an embroidery building and embroidered time by stitch.

His heart is cleaner than the green bricks in Bird Clothes Lane, and his temper is gentler than the flowing water of the Qinhuai River.

When you fall in love with someone, in your heart, there is only that person left.

Xie Rongzhi stared at her.

The four eyes meet each other, all of them are affectionate.

After a long time, the two kowtowed in unison:
"I beg grandma to help you!"

"I beg the old lady to help me!"

(End of this chapter)