Happy pastoral concubine

Chapter 682

Xiao Dazhuang leaned on the bed, and when he heard Xiao Zihan's words, he slowly raised his eyelids, his eyes were full of melancholy.

"Ahem——Zihan, in your heart, is grandpa such an unbearable person?"

"Otherwise?" Xiao Zihan asked with a smile.

Xiao Dazhuang only felt that his breath was stuck in his chest, and it was difficult to express it.

Xiao Zihan looked at him without speaking, and the atmosphere was a little strangely silent.

Finally, Xiao Zihan took a purse from his waist and said in a low voice, "Here is 20 taels of silver, which is enough for ordinary farmers to chew for several years. From now on, I will ask Uncle Yong to give you ten taels of silver every three years until you To grow old, the premise is that neither you nor Xiao Baoshan can come to harass me and my mother anymore. I don’t have a good temper like my mother, grandpa, my surname is Xiao, and you know the coolness in the bones of the Xiao family best.”

Xiao Dazhuang's heart sank little by little, and finally he let out a dejected sigh.

"I see. Just do as you said. From now on, your father and I will stay in Hekou Village peacefully and never show up to disturb you again."

"Ah."

Xiao Zihan nodded, then turned and left without hesitation.

Wang Yong who had been waiting outside at that time saw him, he hesitated to speak.

"Uncle Yong, I will trouble you in the future." Xiao Zihan smiled gently towards him.

Wang Yong nodded subconsciously, then watched him leave.

At that time, the Xiao family.

Tang Huanxi was playing with Xiao Yijin in the main hall.

Hongfu spread a thick bedding on the ground, and Yijin, who was over half a year old, crawled happily.

That plump little face was flushed red, very cute.

"Auntie," Xiao Zihan lifted the thick curtain, walked in front of Tang Huanxi with a smile.

"Are you back?" Tang Huanxi looked back and smiled, "Your mother is in the kitchen."

"Auntie, I want to talk to you."

Tang Huanxi frowned slightly, and a look of surprise quickly flashed across his eyes.

Seeing this, Hongfu immediately carried Xiao Yijin to the side hall next door.

Tang Huanxi smiled, poured two cups of tea, and handed one of them to Xiao Zihan, "Go to Miaochun Hall?"

"Go." Xiao Zihan nodded, took a sip of tea, and then said in a low voice what he had said in Miao Chun Tang, and finally laughed at himself, "People in the Xiao family are indeed cold by nature."

"How do you know that this is a bitter trick?"

"My mother is soft-hearted, and always thinks that everyone in this world is particularly kind, and even believes that the prodigal son will not change his money when he returns, but I know very well that the truth is that the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. Whether it is Xiao Dazhuang or Xiao Baoshan, both He will not repent easily. If Xiao Dazhuang really wanted to die, how could he be sure that Uncle Yong would definitely come?

I have already asked Uncle Yong before, and he said that his grandfather told him that if he sees any strangers entering the village, he must go to Xiao's house to help him, after all, Xiao Baocai has completely degenerated. "

Because Xiao Dazhuang had mentioned Wang Yong in advance, Wang Yong arrived in time.

That's why Xiao Dazhuang swallowed the arsenic and survived.

Everything is Xiao Dazhuang's scheme.

"Since you clearly know it's a bitter trick, why do you still go to Miaochuntang?"

"Some people just don't give up until they reach the Yellow River. If they can't achieve their goals, they can't give up." Xiao Zihan said in a deep voice, "What's more, didn't my aunt say that? If a problem can be solved with money, it's not a problem. Isn't it?"

Tang Huanxi looked at him with a gratified smile in his eyes.

She stretched out her hand to gently rub Zihan's head, and smiled softly, "Zihan, you have really grown up, and my aunt feels very relieved. You handled this matter very well. Your surname is Xiao, even if you and your Mother lives here, and you still have an inseparable connection with the Xiao family. For a greedy person like Xiao Dazhuang, it's better to say something clearly early. "

"Ah."

"When the spring comes, you will go to Fucheng, right?"

"Well, the master suggested that I go to Fucheng for a study tour. I can try it in early June."

"Just do your best, you are still young, you don't have to push yourself too hard."

"I understand." Xiao Zihan nodded obediently.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifth day of the first lunar month.

Tang Huanxi got up early in the morning and was busy in the kitchen with Qian Shi.

The guys from Dailaimei and Zhenmeili are going to eat hot pot today, including the family members, there are almost 22 people.

Therefore, more than three servings of each hot dish should be prepared.

"Huanxi, the taste of this spicy crispy pork is really good." Smelling the delicious little crispy pork, Qian couldn't help but picked up chopsticks and tasted a small piece, "It's fragrant and spicy, and it's delicious. Numb and crunchy, the taste is really good!"

"If sister-in-law likes it, I'll make some for you when I'm free tomorrow."

"to make!"

The soul of hot pot is the hot pot base. Tang Huanxi prepared several different hot pot bases today.

There is the base material of the original big bone soup, as well as the tomato pot, and the spicy pot.

The moment she cooked the hot pot bottom ingredients, the aroma overflowed instantly.

This fragrance hooked out all the gluttons in the big guy's stomach.

When everyone was seated and began to taste the delicious hot pot, An Xiuhui, who was far away in the palace, stood in front of the window, with a gloomy light in her eyes.

"Niang Niang?" Lu Yin hurriedly took a cloak and walked behind her, "Your phoenix body has just recovered, so you can't catch a cold anymore."

"I know what's in my heart, Lu Yin doesn't have to worry." An Xiuhui turned around slightly, looked back and smiled, "Is the ginseng soup ready?"

"It's already cooked, it's just..." Lu Yin looked at her, hesitating to speak.

"Between you and me, why bother to cover up? Tell us what you have to say."

"Your Majesty, this servant knows that this servant may be out of line." Lu Yin hurriedly knelt on the ground, her eyes filled with worry, "But since Concubine Rui entered the palace, Your Majesty... Your Majesty doesn't come to see you very often, my servant This is really worrying.”

Concubine Rui's original name was Chen Rui, and she was the second daughter of Chen He, Minister of the Household Department. She was as beautiful as a fairy, gentle and skilled.

Years ago, he entered the palace under the pretext of visiting Concubine Chen, and later lived in Concubine Chen's Frost Palace.

Two days ago, she accidentally had a good night with the drunken sage, and the next day she was made a concubine Rui.

Now in Murong He's harem, apart from An Xiuhui, the main empress, there is only one Concubine Rui.

"What is there to worry about?" An Xiuhui smiled slightly, and raised her hand to help Lu Yin up herself, "Lu Yin, you know what Ben Gong is about you, Ben Gong is very clear."

"Is your empress really not going to be a pet?"

"Is that necessary?" An Xiuhui laughed at herself, her eyes full of sarcasm.

If she wanted to please Murong He, it would be an easy task.

It's just that she doesn't want to.

"Your Majesty, please forgive this servant for being bold. This servant thinks that Your Majesty should plan more for herself!" Lu Yin looked at her with concern in her eyes.

"Lu Yin, you won't understand." An Xiuhui looked at her and smiled slightly.

(End of this chapter)