The eldest married as a merchant's wife

312 Chapter 4 Not Like the Old Face ([-])
People in Fucheng get married. Generally, if the elder brother is not married, the younger brother cannot serve wine first.In the early years, he was perfunctory and ignored his marriage; later, in order for Ah Ting to get married smoothly, he lied to him about the marriage of the Guan family first, and then made the mistake of accepting Wanchun, never asking him about his feelings , but now what kind of hospitality?
Mei Xiaoyi hooked the corners of her mouth, lifted the hem of her robe and stood up: "It's no good that you guys stuffed her here too. Let's talk about the marriage in the future. I will pretend to be a master when I go to the yamen in the next few days. When things are settled at home, Then go to the capital again."

That handsome face was cold, his face was still the elegant and handsome face from before, but his words were strategizing, and it was clear that he could no longer find the lifeless spirit trapped in the wheelchair in the past.Looking at Mei Xiaoyi, Ye Shi was inexplicably unhappy, unhappy about the old master's independent support, and his undisguised indifference to himself.

So she asked Mother Jiang to make a cup of tea for herself, and said with a smile, "don't say that you are a lord, he is a muddleheaded official who only eats but doesn't vomit; just say now, who sees that our Mei family is not hiding? You Going to see him rashly is not telling him to take a few bribes from you for nothing. Dealing in officialdom is not as simple as you think, and the gold you bring back is not much, so the money must be used in real ways."

Han Sheng prepared hot water in the backyard and asked the young master to wash it.

The four corners of the eaves fell into the water, and Mei Xiaoyi paused at the threshold, and turned around with a smile on his lips: "He hasn't gone yet, so it can be concluded that he is gone. Listening to Second Aunt's tone, it seems like a prisoner It's not your husband and son, it's all because of my nephew's meddling."

Those pair of phoenix eyes were shining, but the smile in them was cold, finally reminding people of that lifeless half-dead person from before.Ye's handkerchief was tightened, and before she could speak, Mei Xiaoyi, wearing a jade white silk dress, brushed past her eyes, and walked indifferently towards the back house.

"I'll hit, I'll hit you, you bastard son of a bitch!"

"Look at how you went to find her today, I broke your legs with a hoe—"

Human voices are also like birdsong, and they become noisy in spring.After noon, the sun shines brightly, the old people in and out of the alley cough, the children cry, the husband scolds his son, and the daughter-in-law calls mother-in-law. It is very lively.

The second sister-in-law, Fuhui, sat on a stone chair in the middle of the yard and asked Xiuhe to help her cut her bangs.Xiuhe imitated her Niangziqing, and made her makeup and hair very beautiful.Nothing to do left and right, eager to pass the time, so I combed Fuhui Liuhai neatly with a grate, wetted it with a little water, and cut my waist and limbs.

Fu Hui half-closed her eyes, and sat upright: "Don't be selfish, you have to cut it to look as good as you."

Yunying was sewing beside her, and she couldn't help teasing her: "Hey, the second sister-in-law has become more and more fond of dressing up these days."

Ying Er, who was learning Chinese characters, raised her head and made up the knife like a little adult: "Uncle Yuan, who is new to the winery, said that my mother's bangs are covering her eyes, and my mother will call my little aunt Xiu when she comes back."

Yunxiu Winery has recruited a lot of new masters. Mrs. Geng occasionally calls the guys over to help when she encounters things like lifting things and repairing houses. up.

"Little ghost, where did you make up a lie, if you talk nonsense, spank your ass!" The second sister-in-law blushed, and grabbed her son to spank.But looking at that handsome little face with bright black eyes and a straight nose, his hands were frozen in mid-air and he couldn't beat him--I thought of the love between husband and wife with his father in just a few years, but it would never be erased in a lifetime.The eye sockets are red, so I don't want to cut it, so as not to lose my tongue in vain.

Xiuhe couldn't help being a little embarrassed, but she knew the struggle in Fuhui's heart. While loving Young Master Geng Er, she didn't want that affection to die out, but after all, her life was too long and she endured too much hard work.

(End of this chapter)