The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 10: As much fun as the scolding is, the slap in the face is as fast as it gets!

The hand-sewn ones are even more powerful. Regardless of the fabrics and the craftsmanship of the master craftsmen, just cutting out a random thing that is sewn on it is enough for ordinary people to live for several lifetimes.On the shoulders, cuffs, buttons, pockets, all places where things can be dropped are all sewn with red, blue and green gemstones.

The last thing is carnelian, which is red agate, all cut by hand, without any flaws. Under the light, the chalcedony inside seems to be flowing.

The most valuable is the green jadeite. Although it is not the imperial green of the glass variety, it is as green as a puddle of water, smooth and oily, and the water inside will overflow at any time.

There are more than one set of clothes with treasures on them, but all clothes have them!

Fang Zongtang looked at this and that, wishing they could all move back to the old house and lock them up.

There was a knock on the door.

"A Tang, the bath water has been put away. Should you wash it now or after dinner?" Song Yi's deep voice sounded outside.

She resisted the urge to pull off the hand-stitched green emerald buttons, loosened the clothes, and carefully patted the folds that had been squeezed out by force.

"Wash it now, find me a set of clothes that are not so expensive." After finishing speaking, she took a reluctant look at the things in the room, gritted her teeth and went out.

In the future, these must all be hers.

"A Tang, I've hung the new clothes on the rack for you, and put the towels here. If you don't know how to use the shampoo on the bathtub, just call me!"

Fang Zongtang was originally in an excellent mood, because he couldn't use his skills in one sentence.

"go away."

Stinky boy, said she doesn't know how to use... her?

Why are they all in foreign languages?

Fang Zongtang picked up another bottle in disbelief, again in a foreign language.

She couldn't believe it. There are five or six bottles here, all of which are in foreign languages.

never expected~
It was so cool to scold him just now, but now he is so slapped in the face.

There are more than one country's foreign language, six bottles, and six countries.

Make people angry.

Her great-grandfather was very old-fashioned. After sending her to school, he saw that the school taught all the history of crooked countries and spoke foreign languages, so he decisively hired a tutor for her.When she was young, she learned to read and write, half of which was learned from teachers from Meizhou or Chaozhou, and half of which was learned by her grandfather.

It's the son-in-law who went all the way from elementary school to Xiangjiang University...

Even if you can't read foreign languages, there are only these things. At worst, try them one by one. They are all used for cleaning.

Fang Zongtang held his breath, and after washing, the corners of his eyes fell to the ground.

The old clothes she threw on the floor?

"Pomegranate, what about my old clothes?" Putting on the bathrobe, she rushed out quickly.

Song Yi was serving vegetables, when he heard the roar, he hurriedly turned his head.

"Why is your hair still wet? I'll wipe it off for you!" Song Yi unhurriedly pulled the towel from Fang Zongtang's hand, and pulled it twice before pulling it.

She was covered in moisture, and she rushed out without wiping herself off.Her hair was so wet that it soaked the collar of her bathrobe.

Song Yi hasn't brushed her hair for ten years, and his hands are a little rusty, but after a few strokes, he found the feeling.

"The collar is wet." He raised his hand to hold his hair, freed up the towel, and squeezed the moisture on his neck.

A plum blossom bloomed under his hands, Song Yi smiled, pulled out a towel, and covered his collar.

Fang Zongtang pulled his eyes from a table of food, and hurriedly asked what he had just said again.

"My old clothes?"

Song Yi wiped his hair carefully, squeezed the water on it dry, and changed the towel while saying, "It's in the laundry basket. Is there anything important in it?"

(End of this chapter)