Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 155 The lingering ghost
Just when Xiao Baorui picked up the chopsticks and wanted to start them, Tang Huanxi quickly grabbed his hand and shook his head towards him.

"Xiao Baorui, close your eyes!"

"it is good!"

At this moment, Tang Huanxi quickly took out the old godmother who hadn't finished the bottle last time from her cute body, and put a spoonful of it into the two large bowls in front of her eyes!
"Okay, we can start!"

"My lady...you are really amazing!" Xiao Baorui picked up the bowl, picked up the chopsticks and began to stir the bowl of noodles in front of him. After a while, the spoonful of old godmother blended with the noodle soup as quickly as possible. He couldn't hold back the scent and began to swallow his saliva!
Tang Huanxi, who had a panoramic view of Xiao Baorui's reaction, was very happy!
The two picked up the chopsticks and started the crazy inhalation mode, and soon the two bowls of sliced ​​noodles in front of them were eaten up!

"Miss, are you full?"

"I'm full too!" Xiao Baorui immediately said with a smile, "Lady, the sliced ​​noodles you made taste really good, really delicious! It's even better than the braised beef noodles last time!"

"Hey, Xiao Baorui, do you think I'm amazing?"

"Yeah!" Xiao Baorui, the obedient and upright doting wife madman, nodded hastily, extremely happy!
"I'll go to the front to set things up first, and you'll help me after you wash the dishes?" Tang Huanxi slowly stood up from the chair and said with a smile.

"it is good!"

Tang Huanxi walked to the main hall of the cloth house, quickly scanned all the objects present one by one, and finally rolled up his sleeves and started working!
Her plan is that in the future, Linglong Cloth Shop will no longer sell cloth, but will take the route of high-end customization, specially designing beautiful ready-made clothes for rich and powerful ladies!
Picking up the feather duster on the side, Tang Huanxi began to seriously think about how to marry this shop name.

The four words Linglong Buzhuang are too ordinary, not aggressive enough, nor eye-catching enough!
Da da--

Just when she was thinking hard and didn't even think of a good name, there was a sudden rush of footsteps behind her.

She took a step forward, and the moment she turned around, she met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Old Aunt Wu, why are you so haunted?" Tang Huanxi did not expect to see Wu Cuilan again. This feeling was like being forced to swallow a fly and have to swallow another one. It was extremely uncomfortable!

"Anyway, this Linglong cloth village used to be the property of my Qiu family. What's the matter, I can't come?" Wu Cuilan squinted her eyes and sneered angrily, then walked around behind her, and put a stool in the counter Pulling it out, his tone was full of dissatisfaction and displeasure, "Tang Huanxi, the reason I came today is to shake hands with you and your dead mother!"

Tang Huanxi, who suddenly heard this sentence, thought she was hallucinating.

It wasn't until she ran outside the door that the sun hadn't risen from the west today, and then realized that this woman wasn't joking.

"Uh... for the sake of my previous affection, I'd better call you Aunt Wu!" Tang Huanxi thought for a while, then stood opposite her, and raised the corners of her lips curiously, "What are you doing today?" Where did you sing it again?"

"Tang Huanxi," Wu Cuilan suppressed the dissatisfaction in her heart, remembered what that child Pingfeng said, tried her best to suppress all the dissatisfaction in her heart, and then looked up at her, the emotions in her eyes were very complicated and struggling, " I heard that although you and Xiao Baorui are married, you don't have a bridal chamber yet? How about this, as long as you are willing to come back to Qiu's house with me, I will definitely let that child Pingfeng carry you in!"

(End of this chapter)