Chapter Eighty-Four: Twisted melons are not sweet

The carriage came over the mountains and mountains to the outside of Pingcheng City, Shang Jia almost fell asleep in the car, and then the sudden bump of the carriage woke her up, maybe the wheels of the carriage touched the stones. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

She paused and then opened the curtain, only to see that she had arrived at the city gate at this moment, "Stop!" Shang Jia hurriedly said.

The who was pulling the cart drove on his own as if he hadn't heard.

Seeing this, Shang Jia couldn't help but open her throat again and shouted, "Stop!" she shouted loudly. "Stop!"

The man who pulled the cart finally heard her voice, and quickly pulled the reins, and the carriage stopped impartially, and the ground raised puffs of dust as if dancing in the air with the wind.

"That's it, you can go back and get back to the Black Boss. Shang Jia pulled the curtain and looked at the driver.

"Boss Black asked me to send you to Baizi Gate!" the person pulling the cart gave her a blank look. "It's hard to explain why I'm going back like this!" Although the man was not very willing to send him, he had to send her to her destination due to the order of the.

"No, that's it. Shang Jia got out of the car as she spoke, and the person pulling the car didn't say much when he saw her getting out of the car. "God knows, you know, I know. Shang Jia saw that he was not very easy to deal with, so he said so.

The driver hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

As soon as Shang Jia stepped on the ground, the man hurried to drive the carriage in the opposite direction to Pingcheng.

Shang Jia looked at the carriage in the distance, the sound of the carriage ringing in her ears, thinking that what should be done was finally done, she thought so, then turned around and walked into Pingcheng on foot.

She had to go back anyway, because she didn't know where she could go other than that.

In the corner downstairs of the Mo Family Building, Mrs. Mo was playing mahjong with several wives.

Living in the courtyard of the house by chance, I have nothing to do with a few wives to play mahjong to pass the time, today's weather is really good, there are Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun, and I don't know what identity of the woman who came with the two Mrs. Sun.

"Madame Marshal has been looking really good lately. Mrs. Sun boasted.

Mrs. Mo smiled, and then threw a mahjong out.

The second wife of the Sun family looked at the card table. "Mrs. Mok is so lucky. ”

Looking at the whole house, except for the eldest wife of the Zhao family, the rest are the Sun family, and Marshal Mo does not accept Sun Hongxi's bribes, but he tries to let the wives of each room accompany Mrs. Mo to play mahjong in an attempt to get close to the Mo family.

The waiter on the side mixed tea into the cups of the wives.

"Madame......" the maid whispered something in her ear, and Mrs. Mo raised her look.

"You ......" Mrs. Mo stretched out her hand and pointed at Fu Weijiao, who looked at her suspiciously, and then pointed at herself.

"Yes, you come here and fight first. Mrs. Mo said, she doesn't care who that person is, since it is the person brought by Mrs. Sun, she doesn't have to be so polite, after all, for Marshal Mo's sake, everyone has to give the Mo family three points.

"Yes. Fu Weijiao smiled happily.

Mrs. Sun glanced at Fu Weijiao, "Take a seat." She said.

Fu Weijiao smiled, and then sat down.

Mrs. Mo got up and walked out of the hall, where a plainly dressed man was waiting.

"Come here. Mrs. Mo said.

The man was obviously a little stunned when he looked at the gorgeousness everywhere, and he didn't notice that Mrs. Mo was calling him at the moment.

"Hey, let me come!" cried the maid.

The man's thoughts were quickly pulled back, "Ah, ma'am...... madam," and he grovelled as he walked over to this side.

"How's the work I asked you to do?" Mrs. Mo's expression was a little unnatural, after all, it was the first time she had done this kind of thing, and if the marshal knew about it, she would be finished.

Today, when there are many people, I dare to bring this person to the house.

"Madam, I have already thrown people in Xiaolong Mountain, which is far away from Pingcheng, and it is estimated that people have already been eaten by wolves at this moment. "Men are on errands.

"You didn't show any feet, did you?" asked Mrs. Mo.

"Naturally not, we must be doing things properly, she just can't get into the mouth of the wolf and has to be caught by the bandits in Xiaolongshan. "The man looks like he is perfect. "Madam, you are absolutely assured, she will not be able to come back to Heping City. ”

"Have you scratched her face?" said Mrs. Mo, covering her nose with her hand, as if she felt disgusted when she said it.

"This ......" The man paused, he was only thinking about putting her to death, but he forgot about it, wouldn't it be good if people died, this face really made him unable to figure it out.

"Our lady told you to do something, but you can't do it!" said the maid unhappily.

"Forget it. Mrs. Mo was impatient, "If people can't come back, it's okay, give him money." Mrs. Mo casually turned upstairs.

The maid behind him was settling money with the man, "Thank you, madam." The man said.

The maid turned around and didn't see Mrs. Mo, "Madam." She called but didn't respond, only to hear the sound of playing mahjong from a corner.

Mrs. Mo went up to her own building, and Mo Jinlan was painting in the house at the moment, and turned around when she heard the sound at the door of the house.

"Mother. Mo Jinlan shouted, and continued to paint.

Mrs. Mo slowly walked to the place where she was drawing, and in a small corner, a piece of white paper was propped up, and Mo Jinlan was raising her slender fingers to outline the pattern of flowers on the paper.

"My Jinlan painting is really good. Mrs. Mo smiled on her face, and her heart was full of joy.

"This is the painting that was not completed in the courtyard of the second young man last time, and I want to finish this painting before the second young man comes back. Mo Jinlan said with a smile. "Mother, the second young man will definitely come back safely, right?"

"Er Shao will definitely come back safely, and when he comes back, I will ask your father to mention it to him." Mrs. Mo said.

"But......" The paintbrush in Mo Jinlan's hand froze in the air. "But Dad said that it can't be difficult, although Jinlan loves Ershao, but Jinlan can't force Ershao to marry me, Dad said......" Mo Jinlan's eyes revealed a little sorrow. "Dad said that the twisted melon is not sweet. ”

"My daughter is the most beautiful woman in Pingcheng, how can he not like my daughter. Mrs. Mo said and looked at the painting again, "My family is proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and painting, virtuous and virtuous, who doesn't want to marry?"

"Why did the second young man fall in love with someone else?" Mo Jinlan's face sank a little. "Why would he love a dancer?"

"It's normal for a man to be obsessed with a moment. Mrs. Mo always felt that something was wrong when she did something bad, but she suddenly thought that her daughter would be happy because of this incident, and she felt that there was nothing in her heart. "I promise, if the second young man of the Gu family completes this mission, he will definitely propose to you and marry you. ”

"Does my mother think that the second young man loves me?" Mo Jinlan's eyes were as clear as a child, and from time to time she always revealed a desire to be protected. "Two young and ......"

"If he doesn't love you, who else in this peaceful city is worthy of his love besides you?" Mrs. Mo smiled.