Don't mess with the rich girl

The last time I bought garlic seedlings, I didn't eat much at home. Most of them were broken. Su Cuiyun also scolded aunt Qiong for extravagance and waste.

Muqingqing looked at the coriander in this stall and thought of how Su Cuiyun would scold him as a Wang when he came home!

"Mother-in-law, do you come here to sell vegetables every day?" Mu Qingqing stared at the dripping coriander with green leaves, a little tangled.

"No, you have to wait until the vegetables are ripe before you can sell them in the market. It takes more than ten miles to come. I just don't know why. Last time I sold garlic seedlings, no one bought them all day. This time I sold coriander. Alas!" the old woman sighed and didn't know what went wrong.

So, Mu Qingqing's heart softened again. It's more than ten miles away. If she doesn't buy these vegetables and the old woman sleeps in the open, she must wait for several days to sell them. I don't know if I can have a full meal.

"I bought all these corianders. How much do you sell for a kilo, mother-in-law?" Mu Qingqing took out a fifty note and handed it to the old woman.

"You little girl, you bought so many garlic sprouts from me last time, and you want to buy my coriander again this time. Why?" the old woman asked her such a question instead of picking up the fifty yuan handed over by Mu Qingqing.

"Er, my family eats coriander." Mu Qingqing has a picture in his mind that Mu Yichen picks out the coriander in his bowl every time.

"Your family doesn't like coriander. You will be scolded by your family if you buy so many corianders?" children in this age don't have a few dollars in their hands. The old woman is not stupid. She knows that Mu Qingqing has a good heart.

"Nothing. My family is very good. They are not picky about food and eat all kinds of dishes." Mu Qingqing said so. In his mind, he was scolded by Su Cuiyun for putting onions in the dishes, and he was beaten by her.

The old woman smiled and knew her duplicity. However, people are kind-hearted.

"I only accept ten yuan. Take back the extra. These corianders are yours." the old woman said with a smile.

"Ten pieces?" muqingqing looked at the old woman's coriander. It was twenty or thirty kilograms.

"Stretch out your hand." the old woman motioned to Mu Qingqing to stretch out her right hand.

Mu Qingqing was skeptical and stretched out her hand. The old woman held her hand and looked at her with a smile.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingqing was immediately suspicious. Why did the old woman touch her hand?

"In our place, shaking hands is a friend, and you will be my friend in the future." the old woman loosened her hand, took 40 yuan from the pocket of her down jacket and found a zero for mu Qingqing.

Muqingqing looked at his right hand and looked confused. It's beyond my imagination.

"I'm gone. I look forward to seeing you next time." the old woman put the money in her pocket, put her hands in her pockets, put on the hat of a gray down jacket and walked into the crowd.

When muqingqing recovered, the old woman had gone far. She had to walk back with coriander weighing 20 or 30 kilograms.

"Strange, how can I meet this old woman every time?" Mu Qingqing held 20 or 30 kilograms of coriander and accepted the strange eyes of the people around him as she walked back.

"Little girl, why can't you run a house at all? Buy so many corianders and go back to dumplings?"

"Who has such a strong taste? They all eat coriander."

"You don't care about others. Maybe they have such a strong taste at home."

The whispers around are magnified n times in Mu Qingqing's ears. She stares at the road ahead without love. Can't she do a good deed? But my wife is really strange. She wears down jacket every time. Mu Qingqing wears a cool skirt, which is in sharp contrast to her old mother-in-law.

"Your family has such a strong taste!" Mu Qingqing murmured and rushed back with a heavy coriander.

The heat of midsummer has not completely faded. Muqingqing's tall man holds a large bundle of coriander, heavy like a kangaroo. After walking a long mountain road, MuQing put the coriander in his arms on the ground, raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Ah Si and ah Wu followed. Seeing that she was too hard to hold, they hurriedly divided the coriander in front of her into two bundles and carried it away for her.

"Hey, hey..." Mu Qingqing moved her finger joints and asked them to put down coriander, but she couldn't stand up straight.

Forget it, just move. If you move back to the Mohist family, at least it won't be wasted.

Halfway up the mountain, a business car with a black shell stopped on the roadside. Muqingqing rarely saw a car passing on this road. He couldn't help looking more.

However, as soon as she gasped to the car, the door opened spontaneously. Mu Qingqing paused and stared at the people in the car.

"Qingqing, meet again." Ren Xinru took off her sunglasses. Her chiffon skirt lined her beautiful temperament. Her red lips were raised and she was very affectionate.

"Aunt, why are you here?" Mu Qingqing straightened her slender waist and asked in surprise.

"Congratulations, female top student in the middle school entrance examination." Ren Xinru reached out and touched her clear hair, as if she were touching the head of a small pet. I have to say, this touch kill is really the same as moxiao river.

"Me? Female champion?" Mu Qingqing incredibly pointed to her chest. She only finished the test yesterday. Where did Ren Xinru know she was the female champion in the middle school entrance examination?

"Listen to your uncle Mo, your score is very high, and eight out of ten of the top ten is stable." Ren Xinru smiled gently. The bodyguard in the car took a wooden box out of the trunk of the car, which seemed to be made by Mohism.

"How can uncle Mo know that my score is very high? I just finished the exam yesterday." Mu Qingqing was attracted by her topic and couldn't help saying two more words.

Ren Xinru smiled, but did not answer her. She just took her hand and took out a sealed red envelope from behind.

"Aunt is going abroad tomorrow. She may have to go for a month. I'm afraid she can't drink the champion wine. I'll come to congratulate you in advance." Ren Xinru handed the red envelope to Mu Qingqing's hand, and one hand still touched her head.

Contacting the skin on Ren Xinru's hand, Mu Qingqing immediately received the picture in Ren Xinru's brain. What appeared was the appearance of another woman. Mu Qingqing had never seen it before, but the woman told Ren Xinru how many points Mu Qingqing had taken. It looks like a teacher.

[there are talented people from generation to generation. Xiaohe's really good at this vision.]

Mu Qingqing heard Ren Xinru's voice, and hurriedly stuffed the red envelope back into Ren Xinru's bag.

"Auntie, I, I can't afford this gift." whether she got the first prize or not, she didn't want Mu Anren to give her wine and entertain all the guests. In her opinion, it was an extremely high-profile behavior, which was inconsistent with her always quiet character. She didn't like so many people holding her like a God on the altar. "Our family won't put the champion wine, and I won't accept gifts."

"You child, why are you so polite to your aunt? Don't you know how much Xiaohe values you?" Ren Xinru pretended to be angry, took out a red envelope from her bag and forced it into Mu Qingqing's hand.

"Aunt, it's illegal for you. I'm not an adult, and I can't fall in love early. Moxiaohe and I are just friends." Mu Qingqing resists Ren Xinru's kindness to her, and simply takes her as a child's adopted daughter-in-law. Moreover, Ren Xinru's idea has developed towards moxiaohe, who will marry muqingqing in the future. Mu Qingqing's hand became a fist and didn't mean to take Ren Xinru's red envelope.

"Qingqing, I know you're still young and can't think about long-term things. But Xiaohe in our family is very excellent. Apart from this, Xiaohe has been looking for you for so many years, and his mind has always been mature. I believe he didn't mean it at once." Ren Xinru is more and more satisfied with Mu Qingqing. She likes Mu Qingqing's temperament very much, knows etiquette, and doesn't crave Mohist property, Unlike the child of the you family, who haunts her all day, there is a tendency that non moxiaohe will not marry.

Is moxiao River excellent? Mu Qingqing frowns. She is obviously black and likes to tease her. Where is she excellent? Being helpful and warm-hearted is also an advantage, but you can only play well. Mu Qingqing felt sick for a while. She never thought that she would have a relationship with moxiaohe beyond her friends. However, after listening to Ren Xinru's words, it seems that she has to be treated as a child bride. This is not the result she wants to see.

"Aunt, moxiao river is really excellent, but I just want to study hard now. If I have to talk about love and marriage now, I can only say that I treat him as my brother." Mu Qingqing admitted that his words did not lose Ren Xinru's face or belittle moxiao river. He just didn't want to talk and didn't want to be involved with moxiao river too much.

"You just look down on our Mohist school." Ren Xinru's face sank slightly, pretending to be angry like a child, but the bottom of her heart appreciated Mu Qingqing more and more.

Mu Qingqing was depressed when she read her heart. Some things, the more she wants to avoid, the more she can't avoid.

[God, there are not many sensible girls like Qingqing these days. I have to guard Xiaohe for our family.]

"Aunt, I really don't look down on Mohism. I want to study hard." be a good student! MuQing added a sentence in her heart.

"You little girl, you are so stubborn. If you don't accept it, you will look down on our Mohist School and aunt." Ren Xinru simply handed the red envelope to the bodyguard behind her. "Well, if you move all these things to Mu's house, it's a gift from the Mohist school to Mu Qingqing.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Mu Qingqing is anxious. If these things are sent to the Mu family, what will the old-fashioned Mu Anren think? If Ren Xinru tells the truth, how will the Mohist family get along with the Mu family in the future! "Aunt, don't do this."

Ren Xinru held the door in one hand and looked back at her with a smile. "Are you worried that your father will disagree with you and Xiaohe?"

Mu Qingqing looks at Ren Xinru with a black line on her forehead. Is that what she's worried about?