Farmer's Wife Kyungsoo

Chapter 539 581 Birthday Banquet 6
Gu Ruoxue looked embarrassed, her pretty face flushed, her hands tightly twisted her clothes, and she followed Madam Fang carefully.

When she was about to reach the garden, Mrs. Fang stopped suddenly, she didn't turn her head to look at Gu Ruoxue, she just said calmly.

"Today is the old lady's birthday banquet. If she gets upset, I don't know what the consequences will be."

"aunt……"

As soon as Gu Ruoxue opened her mouth, Madam Fang walked away.

On weekdays, she can rely on this niece, but today it is too much to mess with her banquet!

And that Zhao Mingyu...

Hmph, if she could, she really wanted to drive the Zhao family out!

Don't worry about it one by one!

…………

In the garden, the bustle is still there.

Zhao Mingyu returned to his seat, except for the eye-catching red envelope on his forehead, everything else was fine.

However, Zhao Mingyu's complexion was too stinky, and no one dared to speak to him.

Zhao Hongyu was a little dizzy after two sips of wine.

"Second brother, your head... hit the wall?"

Zhao Hongyu originally wanted to take care of Zhao Mingyu, and if Zhao Mingyu was in a better mood, he would ask for some money by the way.

Money is tight recently, and it has been a long time since I saw Miss Acacia, Zhao Hongyu felt very itchy.

Unexpectedly, this concern hit the muzzle of the gun!
Zhao Hongyu's heart skipped a beat when he met Zhao Mingyu's gloomy eyes that were about to drip ink.

"Second, second brother...why, what's the matter?"

"roll!"

Responding to Zhao Hongyu was a deep voice.

Zhao Hongyu was so frightened that he left in a hurry.

This temper is really getting more and more unpredictable, and he keeps a straight face day by day, and he doesn't owe him any money.

He set up the shop himself and burned it down. The shop was half as small as his, and there was a small half. He didn't say anything!

Zhao Hongyu was full of complaints, he didn't dare to say a word, and rolled to the side weakly.

The play on the stage is over.

Mrs. Fang and the magistrate's wife talked and laughed at Yan Yan, very happy.

After watching the play, it was time for lunch, and the maids and servants shuttled through the crowd, quickly setting out the meals.

The mouth-watering meals are served on the table one after another with full color, fragrance and taste.

Some people are happy, some people are angry.

"Madame Baili, try it, does it still suit your taste?"

Old Madam Fang smiled from ear to ear.

The county magistrate's wife looked at the dishes, with a look of joy like a little girl on her dignified face.

She likes this spicy bite!
This color is very appetizing at first glance.

"What is this?"

Mrs. Fang picked up a fan and asked in puzzlement.

Fang Tang stepped forward with a smile and explained: "Old lady, this is a new dish... Vermicelli, you try it, these are made with vermicelli, the taste is very good."

"Really? To be praised so much by you, I want to have a good taste."

The old lady ate her chopsticks gracefully, nodded approvingly, narrowed her eyes slightly, and seemed to enjoy it.

"The taste is really good."

"Madam Baili also try?"

The county magistrate's wife struggled to look away from the spicy chicken and boiled pork slices, and caught an ant on a tree with her chopsticks.

Suddenly his eyes lit up.

"It's really good! The chef in the house is really good at craftsmanship, and this fan..."

Fang Tang continued to introduce the county magistrate's wife with a smile.

The voice was not too loud, except for the county magistrate's wife, it was just enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Zhao Mingyu clenched his fists, and Zhao Dahe stood behind Zhao Mingyu with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Originally, Zhao Mingyu also wanted to take the opportunity to offer two dishes to the county magistrate's wife, but after trying Jingxiu's cooking, Zhao Mingyu was too embarrassed to bring them out now.

(End of this chapter)