Coming out of Mu Qingfeng's study, the corners of Mrs. Wang's mouth were always upturned. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

When he returned to his yard, Mu Yu pounced on him.

"Mother, how is it?" she anxiously took Mrs. Wang's hand and asked anxiously.

Mrs. Wang held her hand and sat down, and glanced at her with a smile, "Mother is out of the horse, can it be done?"

Mu Yu was very happy when she heard this, and she was tired of Mrs. Wang's coquettishness, "I knew that my mother was still powerful." ”

Mrs. Wang was made to laugh by her words, nodded Mu Yu's head, and hugged her into her arms lovingly, "You, put a hundred hearts, mother knows what you are worried about, this time no matter what, you can't let that dead girl enter the house again." ”

Mu Yu was tired of being in Mrs. Wang's arms, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, "Well, my daughter knows, thank you mother." ”

Mrs. Wang rubbed one of her green silks, "What are you polite to your mother? Thanks to your cleverness this time, if you hadn't reminded me, my mother would have ignored the dead girl's house!"

Mrs. Wang originally wanted to find Mu Qingfeng to theorize, after so many years of husband and wife, she naturally knew that Mu Jin was now a little medical fairy, and she had been rewarded by the palace, and the benefits that could be brought to Mu Qingfeng were obvious, and Mu Qingfeng would naturally find a way to take Mu Jin back.

But she is not stupid, Mu Jin returned to the Mu family, the higher her status, the more difficult her life and her children will be, no matter how much reward Mu Jin gets, no matter how much appreciation she gets, she will not give her children a point.

They and Mu Jin are destined to be enemies, facing Mu Jin, it will only make her think of how embarrassed she was in the palace on the first day of the new year, and she doesn't know how many people are laughing at her behind her back, as soon as she thinks of this, Mrs. Wang can't wait to swallow Mu Jin alive.

Let Mu Jin go back to the Mu family again, she even ignored her like before, Mrs. Wang felt that she couldn't do it.

But to stop Mu Qingfeng from taking Mu Jin back, she has no reasonable reason, so she plans to negotiate with Mu Qingfeng, even if she tears her face, it doesn't matter, of course, with her mother's family Ninghou Mansion here, Mrs. Wang is sure that Mu Qingfeng will not dare to tear her face with her.

"The bottom of the kettle is drawn," Mrs. Wang gently stroked Mu Yu's, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, "When that house becomes our family, hum........."

Mu Yu squinted slightly, obediently snuggling up to Mrs. Wang, but the emotions in her eyes were a little complicated.

She could have told Mu Qingfeng about this matter, but she was afraid that Mu Qingfeng would keep chasing her and ask about her dream, so she simply asked Mrs. Wang to talk to Mu Qingfeng.

Anyway, no matter what, she will never let Mu Jin return to the Mu family, and it is best to leave Jinling.

The mother and daughter snuggled together, but their hearts and minds were not much different.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, all ministries and departments returned to normal points.

The yamen of the Jingjie Institute was as deserted as ever, and it was cloudy today, and there was a light rain in the afternoon, and the dripping rain made people feel even colder.

The clerk Lao Qu walked in with a pot of wine and shaking his head.

"Did you go to the tavern opposite to have a drink again?" Lao Deng, a colleague who worked in the same room as him, couldn't help shaking his head and teasing him when he saw his red face, "The widow of the tavern has fried you again today? ”

Lao Qu burped and sat opposite Lao Deng with a smile, "Brother Deng, I've almost tasted the good dishes of the rich widow, if she didn't have to keep me today, I wouldn't be drinking anywhere." ”

Lao Deng is a few years older than Lao Qu, he doesn't have any hobbies on weekdays, he just likes to nag two sentences, hearing Lao Qu say this, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, "You, what if you blow two sentences less, it's not that my brother said you, don't run to that tavern all day long, this has just opened the ya, if you let Shangfeng see it, you will criticize you again." ”

Lao Qu pursed his lips disapprenosingly, "What are you afraid of, staying in this kind of ghost place with little soup and water all day long, and no oil and water at all, Shangfeng is stupid to come to a place like ours." ”

They do the paperwork in the meridian office, responsible for paperwork and archiving, unlike those who are responsible for going down to the actual exploration, and there is some oil and water, they are only responsible for writing and drawing according to the results of their colleagues' exploration, which is really idle and light.

Lao Deng also knows Lao Qu's dissatisfaction, his Hun family died a few years ago, and his three sons are all half old, Lao Qu loves to drink on weekdays, and life is inevitably poor.

"Don't talk about this, drink!" Lao Qu became more and more upset the more he spoke, and put the wine jug in his hand on the table.

Old Deng shook his head, "Forget it." ”

"You're just too careful, what are you afraid of, it's raining outside, and no one will come. ”

Lao Deng snorted the outside with his mouth, "Who said that no one came, isn't this someone coming?"

Lao Qu turned his head in accordance with his eyes, but saw a middle-aged man with a mustache outside holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking into the courtyard of the Meridian Institute.

On this rainy day, there are still people coming to them? Lao Qu blinked in disbelief, what a hurry, I can't wait until the weather is clear.

"May I ask who is Qu Shu?" After the middle-aged man walked in, he looked at the two people in the room and frowned.

"I am!" Lao Qu subconsciously stood up.

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Lao Deng.

"Oh, this is Deng Wenwen!" Lao Qu hurriedly introduced.

The middle-aged man nodded, took out a purse from his pocket, and handed it to Lao Deng, "I have something to do to find a song book, and I also ask Brother Deng to make it convenient, a little meaning, you go outside to drink a bowl of tea!"

Lao Qu's eyes couldn't help but fall on the purse held by the middle-aged man, the purse was a common cyan muslin, nothing special, but the bulging appearance inside made Lao Qu's pupils shrink.

Lao Deng waved his hand, "Sir, please have something to do." With that, he turned around and went out, but did not take the purse.

Lao Qu secretly complained in his heart that Lao Deng was pedantic, and he took his eyes off his purse with some difficulty, and looked at the middle-aged man more eagerly.

"I wonder what Mr. is looking for?"

The middle-aged man smiled and put his purse away.

"There's one thing that does bother the book. ”

Lao Qu watched the middle-aged man put away his purse, his eyes darkened, and he secretly slandered the middle-aged man in his heart, he didn't even say anything if he was in trouble, because he was so enthusiastic just now.

"What's the matter?" Lao Qu sat down in his office, his expression a little cold, and he had a businesslike attitude.

The middle-aged man didn't care about his attitude, touched it from his sleeve, and took out a purse, this time it was a blue purse, not like the cyan purse just now, it looked very shriveled.

"I want to trouble Qu Shushu to help my master set up a paperwork!" the middle-aged man said, stuffing his purse into Lao Qu's hand.

Although Lao Qu was not satisfied with the thin purse, he still took it and glanced in casually, only to see that there was a thin piece of paper inside.

Lao Qu was stunned, opened his purse, and pulled out the paper inside.

It's really a silver ticket, and after Lao Qu saw the numbers on it, he couldn't help but gasp.

"Stand ...... Paperwork, yes, come on, come on!"

Don't let him make one document, let him make eight copies!