She became rich after being dressed as a group pet

Chapter 92

Liu Qiaoer has already begun to fantasize about the good days in the future.

Five servant girls and three house servants listened to ditties and beat their calves when they were free, and went out when they were busy, carrying eight sedan chairs and four-horse carriages.

There are also cooks from Jiangnan water town who cook for her specially.

Just because she has a great daughter!
"Hurry up and go to bed." In reality, Jiang's second child pulled her away, turning his back to Liu Qiaoer.

Liu Qiaoer was dumbfounded, "You...what are you doing, hurry up and give birth to a daughter with me."

Second Jiang scoffed, "It's impossible to have a daughter like Mianmian."

"Why?"

"Mianmian is the treasure of our old Jiang's family. It was specially given to our family by God. It's just this one. It's my third brother's turn to be lucky enough to follow. Look at our family and the elder brother's family. They are all unlucky. We have so many children." My son hasn't seen a daughter yet, so don't think about it!"

After a pause, she said again, "Besides, Mianmian is like my own daughter, and it's enough for me to love her!"

Liu Qiaoer was so angry that she wanted to beat him up.

Can that be the same!Jiang Zhimian is not her own, so it is uncertain whether she will be filial to her in the future.

But now that Jiang's second son doesn't cooperate, she can't give birth to a daughter by herself.

Had to give up, lay down angrily and fell asleep.

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The next morning.

Jiang Zhimian got up early in the morning, stretched the animal skins that had been brushed yesterday with a bamboo stretcher, and hung them on the wall to dry.

As soon as it was hung up, Sister Li and the daughter-in-law of Lao Wang's family came over.

"Mianmian, have you eaten yet? My aunt made sorghum cakes, and they are still warm." Wang's daughter-in-law asked enthusiastically.

Jiang Zhimian waved his hand, "Don't eat auntie, I'll just have a sip of rice soup later, and I have to lose weight."

"Isn't this very thin? Let me tell you, no one in this village is worthy of our Mianmian." Sister Li said.

After thinking about it, he leaned forward again, "Mianmian, do you have someone you like? If not, Aunt Li will introduce you. My natal brother's son is seventeen this year and works as an accountant in the town. Look, it happens to be you If you are doing business now, if your family is in charge of the accounts, you can rest assured, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhimian's head was bigger than two.

Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Once you have more contact with the folks, someone will come up to say goodbye.

"Aunt Li, thank you for your kindness, but I have someone in mind." Jiang Zhimian flatly refused.

In this way, it will be difficult for Sister Li to arrange marriage.

Otherwise, it would be considered as breaking up a pair of lovers!

The ancients still believed in the saying that it is better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage.

"Ah, you have someone in mind?" Sister Li didn't say anything further, but she was just curious, "Who is it? It can't be He Zhishu, right? Mianmian, we don't care about that kind of person, even if he treats you well No, after all, the future mother-in-law will be vicious, and you will suffer if you marry her."

"My ideal person is..." Jiang Zhimian raised his head subconsciously and looked at the small bamboo forest outside the village.

Unconsciously, an image of Chi Mohan appeared in his mind.

Strange, when it comes to the person you like, why do you think of Chi Mohan?
Here, Sister Li and Wang's daughter-in-law also looked out following her gaze.

Coincidentally, He Zhishu, who was about to rush to the town, passed by the door, and was caught by the sight of the three of them.

"Mianmian, you are a good girl, beautiful and capable. I listened to my aunt's advice, don't hang yourself on a tree with a crooked neck, and go to the forest to pick and choose carefully!"

I lamented in my heart, why is this child so determined!
Jiang Zhimian:? ? ?

No, this is a misunderstanding!

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Sister Li: Mianmian, don't like Zhishu He, think about my nephew!

Jiang Zhimian: I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!

Chi Mohan: I can hardly hold my 40-meter sword!
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