Farmer Lady of Fortune, Imperial Concubine, Don’t Be Too Sweet

Chapter 472: Lonely As Snow

What he didn't know was that Feng Qingbai was not satisfied with the current progress.

A certain subordinate has seriously delayed the time. It seems that it has not been in the camp for nearly ten years, and all aspects of the ability will really go backwards.

Somewhere in the southwest, two figures had just climbed out of the mountains.

The young man in front almost wailed and shouted at the old man behind him, "Can you hurry up, old man? It has been delayed a lot of time, I have to be skinned when I go back, you don't want to drink my wine!"

The master only gave him two months. Now that three months have passed, he has just climbed out of the mountain. Doesn't that mean that his ability is seriously insufficient?

Even if he returns to Beijing, the master can still ask him?

He will be kicked out of the Hidden Guard Camp! Uncle him, why should he be appointed for such a task?

Can you let him go?

The old man in the back walked vainly and carelessly, "What's the matter, let me tell you boy, don't lie to my old man. If you can't find the old man's favorite drink in Beijing, I don't need your master to do it, I will pick your skin. "

Wei Lan squinted at the old man's short, dry figure, disdain his lips, chopped his skin, just rely on him?

Don't flash your teeth when you talk big, you are old!

"Come, let's take a sip of wine first. The old man can't walk without a drink." The old man didn't care about Wei Lan's contempt, and stared at several wine bottles hanging on him.

laugh! Wei Lan picked one up and opened the wine stopper, poured a few drops of wine into it with a two-finger wine glass, and passed it.

"Just so?" The old man tweeted.

"That's not enough? Good wine should be slowly tasted. It is not impossible for you to have a drink at once. Come back to Beijing with me. How much do you want to drink in Beijing?"

He brought five altar wines with him, or stolen them from the mortuary. The wine altar was the smallest. If he did n’t hang around the old wine bug, he could coax the old man's back when the wine was finished. Go along?

"Just a few drops, there's a little more on the wine glass, and it's just a drop in my mouth. You guy is cruel enough." He held the wine glass upside down and sucked, the old man sneered. "What are you doing?" Know that the old man loves drinking? I have never seen you before, and few people know the old man ’s name. "

"I don't know that you love drinking," Wei Lan backed up the wine jar, turned and pushed the old man from behind, and walked forward. "Aren't you called Jiu Lao, who can be named by this name, and still don't like wine?"

You can guess that it must be an old wine bug.

Otherwise, he could go to the mortuary to steal alcohol?

Is it tiring to carry five wine jars on the road? He is not stupid.

In order to successfully complete the task, a lot of things were done in the Liu Family Courtyard, and he waited for him to go back. Wei Dahong could not spare him.

It's inevitable that there will be a beat.

Is he easy?

I don't know how that guy was in Xinghua Village.

I haven't seen you for more than three months.

In the courtyard of the Liu family, Wei Hong danced a tree branch with wind and wind, and the air was full of breaking air.

Smooth movements, light and straight.

"Aunt Hong, good job!" Liu Zhiqiu was fascinated and applauded.

"Ahhh!" It was just a close to end the sword dance, destroyed by a sneeze.

Wei Hong rubbed her nose, glanced into the room where Wei Lan lived before, and hummed.

Wei Dalan scolded her behind her back.

Throw the tree branch to Liu Zhiqiu, "You can do it yourself. You can't do your homework. You can still improve your hard work."

When it's okay, she will teach a few tricks, and Liu Zhiqiu learns quickly.

It was a pity that no one taught him when he was a child. It is too late to start learning kung fu, or he can become a master of a generation.

Standing by the side and watching the meeting, she found that Liu Zhiqiu was able to perform without any moves, only a little fluency, and his eyes appeared satisfied.

Unfortunately, Zhiqiu only used these as games to play, and he was interested in learning a few tricks, and he did not practice when he was not interested.

White wasted a good talent.

"Zhiqiu, don't play anymore. You will go to the town to cut some meat. It ’s hot and the dishes are not good. There are not enough food in the house to eat." Du Juan cried out in the vegetable field outside the courtyard.

"Got it."

"By the way, when you pass by the village entrance, just ask who's there to bring things, and help them get on the way."

"Gee!"

In May of Xinghua Village, the weather has begun to heat up, and there is a carriage in the house. From time to time, the cuckoo calls his own kid to buy fresh meat and vegetables.

Convenient.

Although there are only four people left in the family, the villagers help in a pile of work on the ground, and they can't be tired, just like usual.

In a carriage, I drank around the old locust tree in the village, memorized a list in my heart, and drove directly to town.

When I arrived in town, I was just past noon.

The old lady asked to buy meat, and then to the uncle in the village to buy two fishes, with a little sugar, a little needle and thread, a cloth head, the village chief's medicine, a knife, a writing brush.

Pieces and pieces, when he finished running down a street in the town, everything could be bought.

Needle-lined paper pens are bought first, and finally Liu Zhiqiu goes to the vegetable market.

The meat and fish have a smell, and it smells bad on the car for a long time.

Shumenmenshulu arrived at the familiar pork shop, and there were two girls dressed as maids in front of him, Liu Zhiqiu stayed aside, so as not to squeeze, when they turned back, they said he was a gangster.

"Aren't you the girl-in-law in Li's house in front of you, why do you have to come out to buy food?" The boss asked with a smile while chopping ribs for the two girls.

For the large households of Haofu Gaomen, rice dishes are delivered by fixed merchants, or there is a special buying bargain to buy back one day's consumption at a time, so there are very few temporary food outs.

A maid answered, "There are noble guests in the house, and there is not enough food to buy, so the master told us to come out and buy some."

"Yo, noble guests come, in this Cangwu town, who else can be more expensive than your Li family."

Another girl-in-law smiled and covered her lips with an inexplicable tone. "This distinguished guest is not from our Cangwu town, but came from Yunzhou City. Our five ladies are very blessed. There are good sisters to help find family affairs. Looks like. "

"If you fancy it, Miss Five will go all the way and be rich and rich in the future."

The voice of the girl-in-law said that it was not too big and that it was not too small, and the hawkers around could clearly invite the invitation.

When they left, they immediately agreed.

"Since ancient times, women's personal affairs have always been the parents' matchmaker. Miss Li Fuwu even asked her sisters to help find family affairs. They must not laugh at people when they spread it."

"Isn't it, how much hate it to marry? It is the last thing I really fancy, because the result is not much better. Since ancient times, men have sought women, and whoever has women, they have been inferior to the beginning and married. Can the man's family see it? "

"It doesn't matter what it looks like. As long as it is in Li Fu's interest, the head mother will nod that head, and Miss Li Wu will have to marry. There is so much trouble in the high door."

(End of this chapter)