Mr. Fu hurt her to the bone

Chapter 22

"In this way, it's a good thing for Zhang Zhu not to marry him? I just don't know if her ordinary-looking second sister can take down Fu Jing..."

"I see, most likely there is no play."

Du Xiangjun shook his head: "Fu Jingxing's vision is bizarre, Jiang Luyun didn't know how to cast his temper into his eyes, don't mention that second lady..."

"Forget it, as long as our palm is fine, that's fine, we can't care about anything else."

The girls quickly moved on to other gossip.

It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when Zhangzhu returned to Huayue Mountain House.

As soon as he entered the gate, the servant came over with a smile and said, "Miss San, the flowers you raised in the flower room are all blooming, why don't you go and have a look?"

Zhangzhu immediately became interested, but he still didn't forget to ask while walking: "Is my eldest sister at home?"

"The eldest lady will be back in a while. By the way, the third lady, there is a banquet at Fu's house tonight. Mr. Fu will come to pick you up and the eldest lady and the second lady to Fu's house later. After you finish watching the flowers, hurry up and get dressed. .”

Zhang Zhu paused involuntarily: "I see."

All kinds of flowers compete in the flower room. Zhangzhu is very similar to his father Nie Weiping in temperament. He likes to tend flowers and plants in his spare time. Although there are many gardeners in the family, Zhangzhu often does it by himself.

All the worries were put aside, Zhang Zhu casually put on a loose overalls, and started tending the few pots of orchids left by her father with her own hands.

Time passed quickly, and when the sun was half slanted, Zhang Zhu just washed his hands and left the greenhouse.

"Third Miss, hurry back and take a bath, look at the mud all over her face..."

Aunt Zhang in the greenhouse handed her a clean towel while talking lovingly, Zhang Zhu smiled at her with eyes bent, with intoxicating dimples on her cheeks: "Got it, Aunt Zhang, I'll go back right away."

Aunt Zhang likes Zhangzhu the most. Speaking of which, who doesn’t like the third lady among the servants of the Nie family? With a smile like this, the great resentment disappears. Otherwise, she would be an out-and-out girl of heaven.

Coming out of the flower house, Zhang Zhu saw that it was not early, and thought of going to Fu's house in the evening, so he simply walked through the garden and took a path.

It's the blooming March, surrounded by butterflies and bees, and the warm sun is intoxicating. There are a few spots of mud on the beige woolen skirt with palm beads, and a few spots of mud on the long hair that was tied up casually, just like every day. Like a sunny afternoon, like every happy afternoon in the Nie family.

"My precious Zhuzhuer, it's turned into a little tabby cat again..."

"Pearl, be good, how about Dad's painting this time? Do you like it? Can I hang it on the wall of your room?"

"You just get used to palming pearls, it seems that when you get married in the future, your husband's family will not despise her for anything!"

"My dear baby, who dares to get angry with her and let me, Nie Weiping, not beat him to death!"

She giggled, proudly making faces at her mother.

At this time in the past, the house should have been so lively. Dad was holding a teacup, smiling as she ran in dirty.

Mom was busy rushing her to take a bath, and complaining that her father was spoiling her, the eldest sister was giggling, and her father put down the glass and showed her the pictures he drew—every one was her, which made her laugh. Both the mother and elder sister were jealous, and they held her baby in their arms and refused to let go.

Laughter and laughter echoed in the Nie family's house every day, but all of them disappeared without a trace with his father's leap on the roof.

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