Happy Little Scholar

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Several little maids from the Li family secretly gathered together, looked in a certain direction in the yard, leaned their heads close, and whispered: "You guys think, Uncle Fang is such a powerful person, why is he so afraid of Aunt Fang? ?”

"Yeah, I can't figure it out. All the nursing homes in the family combined are no match for Uncle Fang..." A little maid said with an expression of admiration on her face: "But I often see Uncle Fang being used by Aunt Fang with a broom. Chase and fight..."

"What does this have to do with whether she is powerful or not? I heard others say that Madam is very good at martial arts, but she is not so gentle to the Lord?"

"Yes, this kind of thing has nothing to do with whether you are powerful or not. The second young lady is also very good at martial arts. Isn't it the same as Uncle Fang meeting Aunt Fang when the Lord is in front of the second young lady?"

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"What are you talking about?" Li Yi walked over from the side, and the little maids immediately laughed and dispersed.

The maids of the Li family are all spoiled. They are not lazy at all, but they have the habit of gathering together to gossip. I wonder if the maids of other powerful families are like this too?

"Uncle."

Lao Fang walked over from the front and gave him a dry smile. Li Yi's smile seemed forced.

"Let someone prepare a carriage. We will go to the Wang family in a while. Prepare another gift. It doesn't need to be too generous. The Wang family is not short of money." Yesterday, something was delayed and the head of the Wang family let go. It is not easy to delay it today. After all, The reason why he went to the Wang family was because the head of the Wang family had a special status, and he could not let the head of the Wang family in Luochuan come to visit him...

Lao Fang scratched his head and said, "Uncle, I have something to do in a moment. Let Lao Xu and the others accompany you. Remember to bring a few more guards."

Li Yi waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, just ask someone to prepare the car. In addition, you can take the thing as you like, just think twice before sending it. Don't regret it if something happens in the end."

Lao Fang nodded and said, "Okay, uncle, I understand."

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In the yard, Xiaocui lifted several glass balls, and after the sunlight was projected through them, they left colorful light spots on the ground.

He put these things away happily. Brother Fang said that they were all treasures and could be sold for a lot of money. The young lady and Sister Ruoqing didn't choose much. They only took one piece each and threw these things to her and the little girl. beads.

The treasure must be hidden and cannot be seen by others. If a few thousand taels of silver are stolen and robbed, you will feel like dying.

There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Cui's face showed joy. Young Master Li had said that if they didn't like the glass, they would have another box delivered today.

Putting the glass beads in his arms, he ran toward the door.

She didn't worry about the bad guy knocking on the door at all. Bad guys couldn't get close to this small courtyard.

He quickly opened the door and saw the figure standing outside. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter, "Brother Fang, you are here, Li..."

The next moment, the expression on Xiaocui's face was stunned. She looked at the figure behind Lao Fang and asked doubtfully: "Sister, what can I do for you?"

The woman smiled and asked, "Is Miss Zeng at home?"

Xiaocui nodded, looked at Lao Fang, then at the strange woman, and said, "Yes, the lady is in the studio."

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"Wide-sleeved flow fairy skirt, pleated Ruyi skirt, purple silk and green pattern skirt, Yunyan fine brocade dress... How did you come up with these weird names?"

In the studio, Zeng Zuimo smoothed his hair in front of his forehead and whispered in a low voice while flipping through the bound picture album.

Today, she still didn't put on makeup, and stood barefoot in front of the table. The room was paved with wooden floors. On weekdays, except for her and Xiao Cui, almost no one would come in. All the rules and regulations were simply thrown aside.

Women's clothing has been richer than men's clothing since ancient times. These days, she has come into contact with a lot more, but she has never seen even one of them in this album.

It's a wonder that a person who doesn't understand women's thoughts at all can design such exquisite women's clothes.

With this sigh in her heart, Xiaocui walked in from the outside and said, "Miss, there is a sister looking for you."

"Let her wait for a moment, I'll be out soon." On weekdays, the female shopkeeper would come to see her. Zeng Zuimo was about to put down the album, wash up briefly and go out, when a figure walked out from behind Xiao Cui.

The woman smiled and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, but please don't take offense to Miss Zeng."

Snapped!

The picture album in Zeng Zuimo's hand fell to the ground.

After a while, she took a deep breath, leaned over to pick up the picture album, put it on the table beside her, and said with a smile: "No need to disturb me, Li... Mrs. Li, please come in."

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"Damn God..." In the outer courtyard, Lao Fang sat on a stone bench, looked back at the Moon Gate, shook his head, and sighed with a complicated expression.

"It's not convenient for Zui Mo to see guests like this. Mrs. Li, please wait a moment while I go wash up and be back soon." Zeng Zui Mo looked at Ru Yi and said apologetically.

Ruyi smiled and said: "We are all members of our own family, Miss Zui Mo doesn't have to be so exposed to outsiders."

Zeng Zuimo was stunned, not knowing what she meant by "my family", but he didn't insist anymore. He sat down opposite her and asked, "I wonder what happened to Mrs. Li when she came here today?"

Ruyi looked into her eyes and said, "Maybe this request is a bit presumptuous, but in any case, I would like Miss Zuimo to listen to me."

"Madam Li, please go ahead." Zeng Zuimo nodded and said.

"Miss Zuimo..., do you like your husband?"

Zeng Zuimo's smile froze, and then turned pale. She looked up at the woman opposite her, who made her feel no confidence in both appearance, figure and temperament. She opened her lips, but finally did not say anything, and barely kept calm.

However, the woman's next words made her body tremble, and her face changed drastically. She could no longer maintain this trace of calmness.

The woman opposite said with a trembling voice: "Since Miss Zuimo..., Miss Zuimo also likes her husband, then why not..., why not marry into the Li family!"

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"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

After sending Uncle Fang and the beautiful sister out, Xiao Cui walked into the studio again. Seeing the expression of her young lady, she hurriedly asked: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Did the sister bully you just now?"

"Miss, Miss, Miss, what's wrong with you, please speak!"

Zeng Zuimo removed Xiao Cui's hand that was shaking her shoulder and said: "I'm fine, Xiao Cui, you go out first, I want to be alone."

"Miss..."

"Go out..."

Xiao Cui's eyes were full of mist. She looked at Zeng Zuimo again, slowly retreated, and closed the door.

"What... is this?" A choking voice came from the room, and two lines of tears finally slid down her pretty face.

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"Miss, what are we doing now, going home?"

Old Fang leaned on the carriage and turned back to ask.

"Let's go back home." A voice soon came from the carriage.

Lao Fang looked down at a wet mark on the carriage beside him, was silent for a while, and asked: "Did Miss Zeng agree?"

This time, there was no response from the carriage.

Lao Fang whipped the whip gently, and the carriage started slowly.

"Miss, don't you understand your son-in-law?" He looked into the distance, sighed, and said softly: "If Miss has no children, your son-in-law will never take a concubine in his life..."

"Selling dates, selling dates, fresh dates, freshly picked dates, taste them before buying, if they are not sweet, no money..."

On the street, a vendor with two baskets of dates was selling them hard.

Finally, a voice came from the carriage, "Xiao Huan likes to eat dates, Uncle Fang, please stop and buy some dates."

"Okay."

Old Fang jumped off the carriage, walked to the vendor, and asked, "Are your dates sweet?"

The vendor smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, these are all fresh dates, you can try them, if they are not sweet, you won't pay."

Old Fang picked one from the box and threw it into his mouth. The next moment, his face became a little twitchy, and he spit out the date. Looking at the vendor, he said angrily, "It's so sour, what do you mean by not sweet and free..., who gave you the confidence?"

Looking at the strong man in front of him, the vendor said weakly, "Sir, you tasted the wrong one, this is sour dates, and the other box is sweet dates..."

"Miss, I've bought it." Old Fang got on the carriage again, handed in a paper bag, curled his lips and said, "Why are there sour dates and sweet dates when selling dates? A pound of sweet dates is actually five cents more expensive. This profiteer..."

The carriage was silent for a while before another voice came.

"Uncle Fang, if you have sour dates, please go buy some."

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