Chapter 1971 You are in the depths of flowers 32
Not long after, Fang Qiaolin came out, dressed in white clothes that were as snowy as snow, and tall and tall, just like the one who walked down from the painting, handsome and lifeless, so beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

It's just that Erduo didn't dare to have other thoughts anymore, even though he smiled at her, she just smiled back out of politeness.

Fang Qiaolin went downstairs, and Erduo looked at the sky outside: "Young Master Fang, the rain has stopped, if you don't go back, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it to the city before dark."

Fang Qiaolin glanced at the kitchen. Although it was cleaned up, it was smoky and still looked very embarrassed. Wen Jianzhuang and Zhao Chunhua were repairing the stove and kneading flour.

Fang Qiaolin glanced sideways: "Do you want to make flower cakes again today?"

Er Duo responded, "Well, make some tonight. Tomorrow is my grandma's [-]th birthday. I want to send it to her elderly."

"I'm sorry about those before."

"It's okay, you didn't do it on purpose, and it's all because of..."

Fang Qiaolin didn't want to hear her blame herself, she was kind and made people feel distressed.

"I'm going back today."

"Well, Mr. Fang, go slowly."

"I can't talk about the clothes today. I'll come back another day."

Erduo was already embarrassed and talked about this with him.

"You didn't tear the clothes, and today, I also stained your clothes. Wu'er said, you won't want them anymore, so..."

"One horse belongs to one horse, we will talk about it in detail in another day."

"OK then."

Erduo sent Fang Qiaolin to the door, watched Fang Qiaolin's carriage go away, looked up at the sky, and prayed that it would not rain.

Back in the room, Sanduo blocked the door, grinning: "Sister, tell me the truth, what were you and Mr. Fang doing in the room just now?"

Erduo panicked, her face flushed, and she squeezed Sanduo's mouth: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Woooooo."

Sanduo was pinched in pain, unable to make a sound, wailing.

Zhao Chunhua came out and scolded: "Are you too busy? Come in to make pancakes and burn a furnace. Your grandma's [-]th birthday tomorrow is still short of a hundred pancakes. No one will want to sleep tonight."

Sanduo pushed Erduo away and ran forward, with a narrow expression on his face: "Mother, mother, I have something to tell you. Just upstairs, my sister..."

"Shut up, you talk too much."

Before Sanduo finished speaking, she was scolded, and felt aggrieved.

Er Duo was very nervous.

Zhao Chunhua glanced at Erduo, sighed almost inaudibly, and turned to Sanduo with a bit of a fierce look: "Don't mention anything about Mr. Fang today. There is a man in the boudoir. What's the matter, do you hear me?"

"But sister..."

"Also, be careful that I twisted your mouth."

Sanduo pursed her lips in fright, but Erduo breathed a sigh of relief.

The two sisters, plunged into the kitchen and began to help.

A furnace of flower cakes was burned, and the furnace was broken.

The family of four kneaded dough, stuffed stuffing, repaired the stove, lit the fire, and baked it all until midnight.

Wen Jianzhuang hadn't had a rest yet, the pigsty was broken, and the piglets were being kept in the granary for a while, but that was where the grain was kept, and it was really a last resort to store a few pigs temporarily.

If you let live in it overnight, it is not a set of confusion.

So, at night, they knocked and knocked, and they had to repair the pigsty.

Zhao Chunhua didn't have the heart to go to sleep alone, and helped Wen Jianzhuang, carrying the lantern and handing the nails.

In the room on the second floor, Sanduo was so tired that she fell asleep right away, but Erduo couldn't sleep.

(End of this chapter)

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