The Starting Point of Raising a Husband

    Shi Qing packed up and just stepped out of the hospital, facing the new people sent by the old man.

    Is this not giving up until I see her?

    Mihe pouted and whispered to Shiqing, "Little Master, Jinzhan must have sued you."

    Shi Qing thinks it should not be all.

    The main reason is probably that she was divorced in public yesterday, which embarrassed the old man.

    She just added fuel to the fire.

    Looking at the three or five people coming from the opposite side, Mihe subconsciously took a step to block Shi Qing.

    I knew it wouldn't work if I didn't go, but I still pretended to be calm and asked, "Let's, shall we go?"

    As if she had a choice.

    Mihe turned her head to look at Shiqing, her face full of worry, "Otherwise, we should wait for the adults and the lord to come back from the temple to offer incense."

    Shi Qing's father Li Shi's birthday is tomorrow. Today, the adults took him to the temple to offer incense. Get up early in the morning and set off, eat fast food in the temple at noon, and estimate that you will be back in the afternoon.

    "Go." Shi Qing sighed.

    Once some people escape the first day of the new year, they may not be seen on the fifteenth.

    How could Shi Qing let himself go with regrets?

    Besides, the old man asked Jinzhan to squat her early in the morning, he must have prepared a lot of words and wanted to train her, so he didn't sleep for the whole night.

    Mihe turned her head in surprise to see Shiqing, thinking she had heard it wrong.

    After all, the old man doesn't like the master, and he doesn't like the little master Shi Qing very much.

    And today the little master is willing to take the initiative to go to the old man to scold him!

    Mihe looked up at the sky, did the sun come out from the west?

    Before this morning, Shi Qing really didn't want to go to the old man's place. After all, the old man might not have a good life for a few years when he was old, so she could bear it.

    It's different now.

    She and the old man can't tell who is ahead of whom.

    Since everyone had the same starting point, Shi Qing felt that he didn't need to let him.

    Shi Qing lowered her eyes to straighten her sleeves, turned her head and said to Mihe, "While I still have time, I want to tell the old man a truth."

    Mi was puzzled, "What's the point?"

    "Her grandfather may still be her grandfather, but his granddaughter cannot always be his granddaughter."

    Shi Qing didn't let the people sent by the old man make a sound, and said directly, "Lead the way ahead."

    This time it was Uncle Chen, who was about the same age as the old man. He was stunned when he heard this, and looked suspiciously at Shi Qing, who held his head high and made a wink that made the few servants around him wink. Follow Shi Qing's master and servant, lest she run away.

    Usually, when I heard that when I went to the old man's place, I would look like a quail, but today I suddenly turned into a big white goose.

    I heard that she had beaten Jinzhan and thought it was impossible, after all, the little master is notoriously good-natured in the house. Now it seems that there is such a thing.

    Shi Qing followed Uncle Chen into the old man's inner courtyard when he heard angry voices coming from inside.

     "Did she lose her mind? She was aborted and put her anger on others. It's a great achievement!"

    The old man sat on a large chair, leaning on a smooth polished red chestnut cane in his hand. Although it is already sixty years of age, his head is full of silver threads, but his spirit and body look good, and he is full of energy when he gets angry.

    Yesterday Shijia lost such a big face, and his anger has not subsided. Today, I heard that Jinzhan, who he sent to call Shiqing, was beaten by her!

    "Master, you can't be angry, Jinzhan is just a person, the little master beat her must be something she did wrong, you can't blame the little master for this." Lao Xu wiped his tears. Stand by to persuade.

    He said it nicely, but the hand that wiped away tears didn't mean to put it down.

    Jinzhan stood next to him, with a slap print on his face, and retorted in a low voice, "I did nothing wrong."

    The old man looked at her left cheek with clear fingers, and said distressedly: "What kind of servant is the master, it hurts me to take Jinzhan as my granddaughter, who doesn't know about it in the whole house?"

    Jinzhan's grandfather, Lao Xu, was the servant of Shi's family when he was married, and he kowtowed away after he got married.

    Afterwards, his wife and master's hometown was plagued by famine, so he returned to Shi's home with his only granddaughter.

    I have been serving the old man for so many years, saying that he is a slave, and he usually looks like a master.

    In addition to the old man, the three daughters under him all shouted "Uncle Xu" when they saw him.

    Jinzhan has learned from him, and regards himself as the little master of the Shi family, so he doesn't necessarily take anyone seriously.

    Today, Shiqing slapped him in the face suddenly, he didn't react at the time, and he started complaining after returning to the old man's yard.

    The old man stuck his cane on the ground and pointed to the yard outside the door, "Did she beat you? She didn't take me as an old man in her eyes."

    When he pointed his finger over, Shi Qing had just crossed the threshold with his right foot, and as soon as he looked up, he met the old man with a gloomy face and the corner of his mouth pressed down.

    Shi Qing's heart skipped a beat, he saluted, and shouted, "Grandpa."

    I'm still a little nervous, after all, I'm used to it.

    "You still know that I am your grandfather." The old man was eccentric, "I thought you were the only one left in the exam."

    Shi Qing was always dumb, poking beside him as a wooden man, wishing others could not see her, it would be better if everyone's second sister, who was a few days older than her, would come over and displease him.

    Now the whole capital knows about this, where is his old face going.

    Today, I wanted to call Shi Qing over to teach him a few words, but before anyone saw her, she slapped the Jinzhan she sent.

    I was admitted to Tanhua.

    It's all her father's lack of culture and a vulgar person, who knows nothing but loves him. From his point of view, Shiqing's father and daughter's virtues are all incompetent temperaments.

    Half a pole can't make a fart.

    The old man put his hands on the crutches, raised his eyelids and looked at Shi Qing who was standing in the middle of the room, he didn't say a word about letting her sit in front of him, he just asked, "Why are you playing Jinzhan? ?"

    Shi Qing's chest was stuffy and his hair was blocked, he let out a breath of turbid air, raised his eyes to meet the old man, raised his eyebrows slightly, "I still need a reason to hit her?"

    She is the direct daughter of the Shi family, and her status is not as good as a servant in front of the old man.

    What do you do to respect such an elder?

    In the past, she was afraid of things and wanted to cherish the opportunity to live well, but now she can't even live, and she is afraid of a hammer.

    Shi Qing walked from the middle of the room to the side, pulled a chair and sat down.

    She hadn't eaten yet in the morning. Seeing the dim sum on the old man's table, she was suddenly hungry. She pointed to the plate, "Jinzhan, bring me that plate of red bean cake."

    It is not called Mihe, but calendula.

    "?" Jinzhan was dumbfounded.

    Does Shi Qing know whose yard this is? Does she dare to call herself?

    Lao Xu held the handkerchief in his hands, with a fake smile on his wrinkled face, and said softly, "The little master can command the people in the old man's courtyard very easily."

    This means completely disregarding the old man.

    Shi Qing adjusted to a comfortable posture and sat crooked on the chair, looked up at Lao Xu, "Then don't be idle, go and bring me a cup of hot tea."

    It really gave him a face.

    How old are you?

    “…”

    Lao Xu was in the mansion, no one dared to call him except the old man, he suddenly heard that Shi Qing asked himself to pour tea, and almost went over in anger.

    When Shi Qing was educated, he didn't see him half satisfied with himself.

    "Since you said I'm uneducated..." Shi Qing took a deep breath and stood up and walked in front of Jinzhan, met Jinzhan's provocative gaze, raised his left hand towards her right face and pumped again neatly A slap in the face.

    One left and one right, especially symmetrical.

    Shi Qing shook his numb hand, "Then I'm not educated to show you."

    Beating a minion in front of the master is called being uneducated.

    The old man was speechless in shock, and Jinzhan himself did not respond.

    She thought she was relying on the old man, and Shi Qing would definitely be punished today, but who knew that Shi Qing slapped her again in front of the old man.

    The crisp sound hit everyone.

    Shi Qing said, "Grandpa, didn't you ask me why I hit Jinzhan? That's the reason."

    She sneered, her eyes slowly moved from Jinzhan's face to Lao Xu, and stopped.

    "My Shi's daughter, Jinke Tanhua, can't use two servants in my house. Is this family's surname Shi or Jin?" Shi Qing looked at his red palm, "Am I going to be accused by Xingshi of even hitting a disobedient servant?"

    The last sentence was addressed to Lao Xu.

    The people in the house respectfully call you "Uncle Xu" because she is a well-mannered person. You rely on other people's respect to betray the old and you are shameless and can't recognize your own identity.

    "As long as I'm still my surname, in this house, I'm the master, the others..." Shi Qing put down his hands and looked at Lao Xu and Jin Zhan, his voice was slow and his words were clear, "Only A slave."

    "Don't say she's wrong, she's right, I can smoke her too."

    Shi Qing blocked everyone's mouth with one sentence.

    Lao Xu wanted to rely on the old man to sell the old fake and cry but he didn't dare to cry, he glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye.

    "Are you good at it? You can't afford to pass the exam, right?" The old man stood up angrily, shaking his hand and pointing at Shiqing, "Then don't get divorced, don't let the Shi family Become a joke in the whole capital!"

    The point is finally here.

      "

    "The big deal is to find another one. As long as I get married quickly, the joke will not catch up with me." Shi Qing bit the lipstick bean cake and said, "I think who is that—"

    She forgot her name, turned around and asked Mihe, "What is the name of the embroidered peony?"

    I only remember the embroidery of each other's peony.

    Mihe's eyelids twitched, and she bent over to remind in a low voice, "Yun Zhi."

    Shi Qing nodded, "Yes, I think Yun Zhi is very good, I like it very much, just marry him."

    The old man almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and was sat down by the servants, his breath was uneven, and he looked sick at any time, "Yun family? Have you seen him? What can you like about him?"

    Shi Qing didn't look at him at all, just let him pretend.

    The old man's voice was full of energy before entering the door just now.

    Seeing his body is so tough, Shi Qing was relieved.

    As for what is in the cloud?

    Shi Qing didn't hesitate, "I just like the way he is gentle, understanding, virtuous, and good at embroidering peonies."

    Mainly embroidering peonies.

    At this time, the Yun family.

    Ya Qing walked into the back room with a black box in her hand, but she didn't see her little son left or right, so she couldn't help but open the window and look out.

    In the early morning on the pear tree in the courtyard, the little boy who was supposed to be sitting in front of the embroidery frame and embroidering peony was sitting leisurely on the branch of the tree.

    The wind picked up, and the snow-white pear blossoms danced beside him with black hair.

    Yu Qing stood in front of the window, only the fair skin of the young man could be seen from the side, like a good cool white glaze, and even the pear flowers around him would lose three points to him.

    Xu Shi heard his movement, and the man on the tree turned his head and looked over here.

    This person on the tree is not someone else, but the young master of the Yun family who embroidered alluring peonies—

    Cloud Executive.