Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 821
Mo Yan took out a small bronze mirror from her sleeve, and looked at it beautifully. The woman in the bronze mirror was pale and rosy, and there was a calculating light in her clever eyes.

Hmph, when we got married, my father bought cheap rouge and powder from some street peddler, so that she took off her makeup when her hijab was lifted, and she looked no better than a ghost.

There is so much gold, hidden and tucked away. Could it be that those silver coins can lay eggs like a hen?

Men turn bad when they have money, Mo Yan plotted against his father, Mo Zhongchen, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and even imagined how his mother, Lu, found out that he had secretly hidden a small treasury, and the house was in a panic.

"Yes."

Mo Bing, who had always been calm, staggered and almost bumped into the Duobao Pavilion. She quickly adjusted her figure and tapped her forehead with a handkerchief.

On the sixteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, everyone in the Yongping Hou Mansion was beheaded at Caishikou, and portraits of Xia Mingxuan and Xia Ruoxue were posted as rewards.

At the same time, in a small alley in the north of the city, Xia Mingxuan pulled a cart of firewood into his small courtyard.

"Brother Ming, it's so early today."

Zhou Qian'er was starching and washing clothes in the yard, and there was a big basin full of Xia Mingxuan's clothes.

As a master of the family, unlike ordinary people in the market, he couldn't bear to wear a piece of clothing on his body for several days without changing it.

Zhou Qian'er still likes to be clean, but she can't guarantee to wash and wash every day. Applying noddle oil on her hair can last for a week. The reason is that taking a bath every day is too costly.

Common people’s firewood depends on buying and selling, and a bundle costs a few pennies. For those who don’t have a well, they have to walk for a quarter of an hour to fetch water.

"kindness."

At the beginning, the newlyweds had a strong affection, and Xia Mingxuan was very fresh when he saw the pretentiousness of everyone's ladies and the prostitution of prostitutes. The refreshing Xiaojiabiyu made Xia Mingxuan very fresh.

But after a long time of contact, he couldn't bear Zhou Qianer's living habits, such as not washing hands after going to the toilet, which made him extremely disgusted.

Maybe it was because she was pretending too well, Zhou Qian'er didn't realize it, she was coaxed into a honey pot by the gadgets that Xia Mingxuan sent out from time to time.

"Go in and change your clothes, just wash them together."

Zhou Qian'er hummed a little tune and wiped it on her forehead with her cuff. Her cheeks were pink after exercise, and she looked beautiful and pleasant.

"it is good."

Xia Mingxuan's throat twitched, and instantly he felt a hot flow from his lower body. He covered up the embarrassment in his crotch with one hand, his eyes darkened.

Last night, he dreamed of having sex with his cousin Mo Yan on the bed. Mo Yan's soft "cousin" made him itch.

Waking up suddenly in the middle of the night and seeing Zhou Qian'er lying beside him, Xia Mingxuan immediately vented his anger, unable to arouse any interest.

Just now, that impulsive feeling came again, and after ten days of abstinence, he should use Zhou Qian'er to relieve it.

I saw the notice posted in the downtown area today, and the people in Kyoto were talking about the Yongping Hou Mansion. Since Xia Mingxuan's scandal of opening a prostitution hall was exposed, he has become a bereaved dog that everyone shouts and beats.

The common people were full of enthusiasm, saying that the traitors who collaborated with the enemy and the country should have put down the law, and the emperor and empress should be more decisive. They discussed that everyone in the Hou's mansion should be killed to watch the fun, and they would bring rotten eggs and rotten vegetable leaves along the way.

"Let let, let let."

Xia Mingxuan is very irritable. He has been hiding in the poor north of the city for more than a month. There is no news of the barbarians in the north, and he has not found his younger sister Xia Ruoxue. Does he want to hide his name and be a real husband and wife with Zhou Qian'er all the time?

He is a noble son of the Marquis Mansion, if he hadn't been in trouble, Zhou Qian'er wouldn't have the qualifications to be a foot-washing maid for him!
There was anger lurking in her heart, Xia Mingxuan's attitude was not good, Zhou Qian'er was immersed in love, washing clothes diligently, and hitting her with a wooden stick from time to time.

"Brother Ming, do you smell the aroma? Dad is roasting chicken, and we'll have dinner next door later, just in time to bring our family's wine."

Zhou Qian'er straightened her waist, beat her with her hands a few times, and sniffed with her small nose. She was very pleasantly surprised. Since she got married, she has lived a good life, and she can often eat meat. The neighbors around her would praise her every time they saw her.

Quickly picking up the bamboo pole to dry the clothes, Zhou Qian'er looked at the corners of the clothes flashing at the door, and felt even sweeter in her heart.

"it is good."

Xia Mingxuan's voice was calm, and his dark eyes were full of bottomless gloom. For a poor family, eating a roast chicken would be great, and he would be happy for several days. He couldn't stand Zhou Qian'er's pettiness even more.

In the Marquis of Yongping, he has never seen anyone. He is very clear about the little calculations of the Zhou family's father and daughter, and he still wants to play him for a fool?

To put it bluntly, the father and daughter teamed up to coax him out of money, and a few taels of money made them so happy that they couldn't sleep, but they didn't know that he had rewarded more servants than this before.

The sun was setting to the west, and the workers returned home. In the small courtyard, Zhou Qian'er could clearly hear the sound of people opening and closing doors in the alley.

Soon, cooking smoke rose from every household, and the smell of food wafted in the air.

Old man Zhou put a stone under the wall, and he stood up, showing half of his head, and beckoned to Zhou Qian'er in the yard, "The roast chicken is ready, your mother bought fresh lotus root, tidy it up, and dinner will be ready soon!"

There is a wall between the two families, so it is easy to come and go in and out on weekdays. Old man Zhou yelled and started tidying up the yard again.

"Brother Ming, I'll go over and help first."

Zhou Qian'er originally wanted to ask her husband to go there with her, but suddenly remembered that he had to make calculations every day when he returned home, calculating the day's income.

In the courtyard next door, the old man Zhou had just driven the chickens into the cage. Seeing Zhou Qianer enter the door, he quickly pulled her into the house, looked out, and saw that his son-in-law Lin Ming had not followed, and asked in a low voice, "You damn girl, It's been more than a month, and I haven't found out what he does for a living?"

Old man Zhou felt something was wrong. Since Lin Ming was the illegitimate child of a rich family, he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking, and he went out at a fixed time every day. What was he doing?
I heard that such a shady person has a distorted heart, maybe he has a foreign house outside.

As for a man, three wives and four concubines are not a problem. After he has some money, he often wanders around the kiln. That tender and green girl is always better than his own old wife.

"Be careful, what if all his money is coaxed away by the enchanting little bitch?"

Old man Zhou stared at Zhou Qian'er closely, "How much money do you have left, give it to Dad."

"father!"

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, but Zhou Qianer probably couldn't hear her, so she stomped her feet and said in disapproval, "Are you fascinated by the little hoofs in the lowly kiln again?"

Before the middle of the month, Zhou Qian'er gave old man Zhou three or four taels of silver back and forth, and their family's previous year's expenses had been spent.

"How to speak?"

The old man Zhou lowered his face, and slapped Zhou Qian'er with resentment, "You worthless thing, if it weren't for my father, you would be able to get into this marriage?"

Old man Zhou celebrated his birthday, and Xia Mingxuan came to the door with meat, and was followed by him, so he plotted against his own daughter, marrying someone with a family background is better than doing hard work.

(End of this chapter)