"Where's Yi'er?" Yun Luochuan went into the flower hall and saw that there were only his mother and grandmother in the flower hall. He looked around and asked.

Wu took a sip of tea and said, "go back."

"Why did you go back? I didn't ask the maid to inform me earlier." "yunluochuan whispered with a drooping corner of his mouth.

He was painting in his study. Jingxing bought the paint he wanted from outside and told him that Yi'er was coming and was with his mother and grandmother in the flower hall. He put down his brush and came to the flower hall. All the way, he was still thinking, why didn't my mother and grandmother let the maid inform him? Mingming's marriage has been booked. Is it difficult that his mother and grandmother are dissatisfied with Yi'er, so she doesn't let the maid inform him when she comes.

Wu stared at his son angrily and said, "they didn't come to see you. Why should they inform you?"

"Yi'er didn't come to me, but did she come to you?" Yun Luochuan blurted out.

Wu Shi and Mrs. Yun looked at him together and nodded to him. Mrs. Yun also said, "I was going to ask the maid to find you, but they said they came to see us specially. They don't have to come to you."

Why didn't she have to come to him? Didn't she miss him? Yunluochuan frowned with some displeasure. "So, what did Yi'er tell you?"

Old lady Yun waved her hand and said, "this is about our women. Don't ask."

"That's right." Wu nodded with a smile and said with some disgust, "if you're all right, go to the study and make your painting. Don't pestle here." she and her mother-in-law have to discuss how much money to do the business An'an Niang said!

Is he despised? Yunluochuan was a little surprised. It was the first time he was despised by his mother!

"Let's go!" Wu waved his hand under his son's gaze.

Yunluochuan bowed to his mother and grandmother and turned to leave. As soon as he took two steps, he heard his mother whispering, "they are all people who want to get married. They don't have anything serious to do all day."

Yun Luochuan:... I'm really despised!

In the past, his mother told him not to worry about anything and have a good rest. Now he has just finished the exam and hasn't rested for a few days! His mother said he didn't do anything serious all day. This is not a dislike of him, what is it?

In the autumn tea market season, you can see a tea farmer selling autumn tea in less than ten steps on the street of Jiangzhou city.

"Tea Le, newly fried tea Le, good tea le with one bud and one leaf!" after yelling, father Zhou took off the bamboo tube at his waist and drank water to moisten his throat.

After drinking the water, I happened to see the old man selling tea opposite. A bitter smile appeared on both their faces.

They had been standing for nearly half a day, but only one person came to ask about tea, and the price was very low. He was a top-grade tea with one bud and one leaf, but the other party only gave 14 Wen and a kilo.

He can't accept the price of a hundred years' tea tree, which has been served, picked and fried with care for a year.

The old man opposite looked at the tea, sighed, showed a relieved smile, tied the opening of the rag bag containing tea with a rope, grabbed the opening of the bag, threw it on his shoulder, and carried it on his shoulder.

Seeing this, father Zhou asked: "brother, don't you sell it?"

The old man sighed and said, "I've been selling anything for three days. No tea merchant has offered more than 15 Wen. The price is so cheap. Even if I leave it at home moldy and smelly, I won't sell it to those profiteers who keep the price down."

"I won't grow tea next year. I've pulled out all kinds of big melons in my 20 mu tea garden." the old man said angrily.

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