pastoral pretty girl

Chapter 714 Is He Caring About Her?

Shen Nianen called Xiaoxi to serve the meal, but she was about to leave when Song Qingge stopped her.

"Mother, what kind of person do you think Feng Yansheng is?" She just wanted to ask this.

"Why did you remember to ask him? Mother is not very familiar with him, but I heard from your father before that there is a new guy in the shop. He is very hard-working and smart. He just likes to gamble. Appointed him to be the treasurer."

"Later, your father failed to come back, and the shop was handed over to your uncle. It turned out that many of the clerks left."

"He often comes to visit, but every time he borrows money. Now he has become the steward of the cloth shop, and he is not short of money. He has never been here, and he has never said to pay back the money he borrowed. Sure enough, outsiders can't believe it. It's still his own family. people……"

After saying a few words, he began to brainwash Song Qingge again.

Song Qingge frowned, Xiaoxi came back from the kitchen when she was getting irritable, so she didn't have to listen to Shen Nianen's nagging.

Seeing Song Qingge eating in silence, obviously not wanting to listen, Shen Nianen got up and left.

Still haven't eaten a few mouthfuls of dinner, let Xiaoxi help to take it out, and continue to lie on the bed thinking.

When Xiaoxi walked out the door carrying Song Qingge's finished meal, she happened to bump into Xiao Jinyi, "Master, you are back, Miss looks a little uncomfortable, and she hasn't eaten a few bites of food, you should hurry up and see her."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinyi hurried to the courtyard, but suddenly stopped at the door.

In what capacity is he going in?Will it continue to annoy her?
If the person she wants to see doesn't show up, she will feel even worse.

In the end, he turned around and left...

Song Qingge recalled what Shen Nianen said, Feng Yansheng was fond of gambling, and Song Decai still felt it was a pity, obviously it was not the current situation where he played for two hours a week.

Did he really quit gambling?
I haven't followed Feng Yansheng in the past two days, it seems that I will continue to follow tomorrow, and it's best to see what he looks like in the casino.

After lying down for a while, the door has not been opened yet, so he doesn't want to come back now?
Just as she was struggling to get up and light a candle to fetch water for a bath, there was a knock on the door, and then Xiao Jinyi pushed the door open and walked in.

He was holding a food box in his hand, which still belonged to Fumanlou.

"Xiaoxi said that you were uncomfortable and only took a few mouthfuls. The more uncomfortable you are, the more you should eat, so that your body can recover quickly. I bought you three kinds of stewed food from Fumanlou. I saw that you liked it the other day."

Xiao Jinyi took out the food and arranged it. There were only two dishes, but the quantity was quite sufficient.

Seeing him appearing suddenly, Song Qingge was a little surprised. Is he caring about her?

After the food was set, Xiao Jinyi went to the cabinet and took a set of clothes, "Eat first, I'll take a shower." After saying that, he left the room.

Song Qingge didn't react until she heard the sound of closing the door. Looking at the food on the table, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

The stewed three dishes are actually not what she likes to eat, but this dish sells for 120 taels of silver. She is afraid of wasting money, so she has to finish it anyway, but he didn't expect him to remember it.

I have to say, smelling the aroma of the food, she was really hungry.

I only drank a bowl of soup in the morning, but it was too close to noon, so I didn't eat it at noon. I just had no appetite for dinner and only ate a few mouthfuls of vegetables. It's no wonder I'm not hungry.

Two dishes cost 150 taels of silver, so extravagant, even if she was full, she would eat clean.

He walked to the table and sat down, picked up the food and ate it.

It can't be Fumanlou's food, the taste is good, the kitchen in the house can't compare...

(End of this chapter)