Shoufu's favored wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 143, Feng Mansion

Although jade cannot be cut into pieces, if it is beaten too hard, it will only be broken into pieces.

"Thank you, you can also see that your son is smart, and I want to reuse him. I will inevitably stay in Acheng in the future. Are you afraid?"

Confirming the vague guess in my heart, the faces of both mother and son became very ugly.

"Of course, if you think it's wrong, tell me, and I'll let someone else come, but I definitely want to do Ah Cheng's business, so let me know after you discuss it."

If the second and third brothers hadn't left, she wouldn't be so stretched.

What people in the teahouse said today is enough to see how difficult it is to do business in this era.

If it is a small trader, and there is no team together, if you encounter a bunch of robbers, it is very likely that you will sell the goods with you.

And even if the goods are shipped thousands of miles away, if there are too many supplies, or the goods are damaged, or profiteers lower the prices, they may lose all their money.

Large merchants have a backstage, which is much safer, while small merchants and hawkers are really prone to bankruptcy.

If it wasn't because the Li family was too mean, she would definitely not have made the first stop here, but looking at the various behaviors of the Li family, if she really knew that she had opened a shop in the town, she might cause harm.

The Feng family is one of the top three wealthy businessmen in the three provinces of the North, and they made their fortunes from Acheng.

His family occupies a quarter of the huge city of Ah.

Not counting those forests and orchards, the house alone covers an area of ​​180 hectares, which is located in the most prosperous area of ​​the entire city.

In the Feng Mansion in Fusheng, there are two big stone lions squatting in front of the gate, and the gate is a gate with three animal heads.

Not to mention those pavilions, terraces and pavilions, waterside pavilions and verandahs, only the main courtyard where Feng's grandmother lived is like a fairyland on earth.

In the early spring, the peach blossoms are everywhere, and the white willows cross the slopes.The small bridge leads to the Ruoye River, and the winding path connects to the road to the rooftop.

The stones are clear and turbulent, the fences are fragrant, the tree heads are tender and yellow, and the sparse forest is picturesque.

Nearly [-] years old, the grandmother of the Feng family has silver hair, dignified and rich like a living Buddha, and her well-maintained skin is rosy and radiant. At this moment, she is smiling and hugging her most beloved granddaughter to comfort her.

"Oh, my sweetheart, your grandmother's clothes are almost turning into rags. How much you have been wronged. It has been a few days, and you are still angry. Come and let your grandmother see it. If you are angry, you will still be angry." Isn't she pretty?"

The girl who was entwining the old lady like a twisted candy finally decided to spare old lady Feng's luxurious gown, and jumped off the chair with her butt pouted in full view of everyone.

The delicate and flowery girl is wearing a peach-colored skirt of plum blossoms and white water, covered with a cloak of orchid flying butterflies, and lined with pale pink brocade on the chest. The butterfly embroidered on the chest is about to soar. A pair of big eyes are as bright as stars, who else is it if it's not Feng Yiyi?
"Look, there are so many people looking at you, it's shameless for the young master of the Si family to laugh at you!"

Mrs. Feng reprimanded kindly, but the connivance on her face couldn't be taken seriously.

"Grandmother, you can just spoil her. When she becomes a wife, I think she will be turned upside down."

"No, thanks to the family who knows the basics, or you are not sure how to let your in-laws learn from it, you don't have to worry about it."

Old Mrs. Feng looked at the girl's mother's face with a smile, and her heart was as soft as a feather. No matter how she looked at it, she liked it.

"My Yiyi is going to get married, it's going so fast, it's a pity that your mother can't see you getting married."

Thinking of her daughter who died young, Mrs. Feng's eyes turned red again.

"Okay, grandma, you are crying again. How many years have passed? I stopped crying and you still cry? Who cares about me when you break your body from crying? You don't care about me anymore?"

(End of this chapter)