Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 290 Hand over Jiang Yao
Fan Sanmei curled her lips and gritted her teeth not to let herself be at a disadvantage, "Auntie, you really said what you said, there really is a young man from a wealthy family who wants to marry me, but I didn't take my fancy."

The women around him all laughed after hearing this. This smile was of course mocking.

When something like this happened to the Fan family, good people wouldn't associate with them, so the Fu family was so generous that they didn't know the same as them, and even entertained them when they came.

If it were them, it would be nice not to let the dogs out.

"You have really high vision. What do you have in mind?"

The women gathered together in a group, they already like to gossip, but they were just grinding their teeth and chatting.

Fan Sanmei rolled her eyes, "I'll tell you what to do."

Aunt Fan grabbed a handful of peanut candy and put it into her pocket while everyone was talking. She thought no one saw it, but in fact everyone was just too lazy to say anything.

"How could I remember that there was someone crying and clamoring to marry Sanjin?"

Aunt Fan and her daughter's faces changed instantly, and Tian Guihua on the side also didn't look good.

"Daughter-in-law Zhuzhu, eat more peanuts and melon seeds. Don't talk about this on your big day." Tian Guihua reminded her coldly.

Zhuzhu's daughter-in-law originally wanted to curry favor with the Fu family, but the flattery fell on the horse's hooves and she quickly changed her mind, "Yes, aunt, your melon seeds are really delicious, and they have a salty taste. How do you make them?"

Tian Guihua smiled and said, "You, Brother Erjin, are just messing around. If it's delicious, just eat more."

"Then I won't be polite." Zhuzi's wife said and grabbed two handfuls.

The so-called salty melon seeds are spiced melon seeds. Fu Erjin just made them a few days ago. He had no idea that they were made according to Fu Jiujiu's recipe book. Unexpectedly, they were quite popular.

Fu Jiujiu held a pile of oranges and distributed them to the children. Some families couldn't even afford oranges, a luxury fruit like this, during the Chinese New Year.

The little kids lined up one by one, walked up to them, and shouted in a ceremonial manner: "Boss."

"Boss."

"Boss."

After shouting one by one, they got an orange and couldn't wait to peel it and eat it.

Fan Simei also snuck into the team, but was caught out by Song Yuanping, "What are you doing? This is none of your business."

Fan Simei has lost some weight during this period. I don't know if it's because the Fan family is having a hard time, or because she's deliberately losing weight.

But the beauty of the Fan family was concentrated on Fan Sanmei. The first two sisters were fine, but when it was Fan Simei's turn, she was not beautiful at all.

Fan Simei pouted, "I want it too."

"You want it?" Song Yuanping was upright and much better than his father.

"Then why do you all have it and I can't?" Fan Simei asked her soul.

The oranges smelled so good that she couldn't help but drool.

"Can you compete with us?" said the little doll next to her, looking at the little breasted dumpling with admiration in her eyes, "She is our boss, not your boss."

"It's just that you always have trouble with our boss. If our boss hadn't stopped you, we would have beaten you long ago."

Song Yuanping pushed Fan Simei, "Go away quickly, we don't want to play with you."

Fan Simei stomped her feet bitterly. There were no children in the village who were willing to play with her. If Fu Jiujiu was at home, everyone would play with her. Even if she was not there, no one would play with her.

Fu Jiujiu thought it was just an orange, so she gave it to her. She didn't want her third brother to cry on his big day.

However, before she could reach out, Fan Simei suddenly rushed to her side, grabbed the orange and ran away, stuffing the orange into her mouth as she ran.

"Boss, we'll get it back for you." The little kids responded.

Fu Jiujiu shook his head, "Forget it, let her eat."

This child is really hopeless.

Fan Simei came back after eating the oranges, looking at the little dolls playing together with strange eyes, she wanted to play too.

Fu Jiujiu felt that it was unfair to isolate a child, but she could not be blamed for this. Fan Simei relied on her strength to keep everyone away from her. She never said that she would not let the children in the village play with Fan Simei.

But no one wants to play with her.Fu Jiujiu dragged his cheeks and looked at the children playing childish games, when suddenly a large carriage came from a distance.

This carriage is so impressive, it is pulled by four horses.

Fu Jiujiu thought that all his relatives were poorer than the last, how could they be so wealthy?

The children automatically moved out of the way. Fu Jiujiu was about to stand up, but was pulled behind him by Song Yuanping, who mistakenly thought she was scared.

The adults were still chatting animatedly in the yard and didn't even hear anything going on outside.

After the carriage heard about it, someone opened the curtain and poked his head out. It was a woman, about 50 to [-] years old. She was wearing clothes of good material, but not the master's dress.

"Hey, is this the Fu family?"

Song Yuanping was too nervous to speak and just nodded.

The woman asked again: "Is this Fu Sanjin's family?"

Song Yuanping nodded again.

The woman lowered the curtain, and there was a muttering in the carriage, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Soon, the woman opened the curtain again, got off the carriage, and strode towards the door.

Fu Jiujiu quickly followed.

"Where are the Fu family members? Come out."

With this momentum, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is here to fight.

The people who were talking in the yard suddenly became quiet and looked at the visitor.

Tian Guihua squinted her eyes and looked again and again, but she felt that she didn't recognize him, but since he came to the door, she couldn't refuse.

"Yes, may I ask who your distinguished guest is..."

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to hand over our ninth lady."

Tian Guihua was a little confused, but from the look of the person, she knew that she must have inquired about him, "From the second brother's family, go and invite this distinguished guest to the house."

Don't let anyone ruin the big day.

"No need," the woman straightened her back, "Just to put it bluntly, Jiang Yao is the young lady of our family."

Everyone was shocked and murmured in their hearts, but did not dare to make a sound.

Fan Sanmei's voice was a little abrupt at this time, "I thought I was marrying some kind of treasure, but it turned out to be this kind of thing."

Tian Guihua remembered that her son had said that Jiang Yao's family wanted her to marry an old man, but Jiang Yao did not agree.

"Dear guest, what are you..."

The woman interrupted her rudely, "I know Fu Sanjin is now an official, but even if he becomes an official, he can't take away our wife. Hand over our wife quickly."

Tian Guihua couldn't make up her mind and looked at Fu Baiwan.

Fu Baiwan didn't know what was going on.

"Dear guest, is there any misunderstanding here? Otherwise, we should go into the room and have a good talk."

"I told you to call Jiang Yao out quickly, otherwise we will report to the Yamen."

Fu Baiwan took a breath, "No, even if you want to report to the official, you have to speak clearly, right?"

When Liang Dacheng saw this, he quickly waved everyone away and stopped watching the fun.

Fan Sanmei and Aunt Fan were sitting firmly on the stools, showing no intention of leaving.

Liang Dacheng was unhappy, "Don't look at it. Even if the engagement doesn't happen, I won't be able to marry you. Please leave quickly and don't cause any trouble."

(End of this chapter)