"Miss, Fu San's kid is here. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Mother Fu saw that Fu Jiaojiao was half-leaning on the soft couch and flipping through the medical books, so she deliberately lowered her voice.

"Let him in." Fu Jiaojiao yawned lazily and threw the books aside, she had read these medical books countless times, and her memory was excellent, even if she memorized them backwards.

"Miss, I heard that there is a lone book written by Shennong's own family in the palace of Prince Na'an, why don't you let the old slave go and explore it?" Fu Bo saw a trace of boredom flashing in Fu Jiaojiao's eyes, so he volunteered.

The young lady is at an average age, but it is really boring to be in such a rural place with the two old men and old women.

"Uncle Fu, you are a delicate elder, you must not be arrogant, and the only book in the palace of Prince Na'an is just everyone's hearsay, there is no need to risk it for such a book." Fu Jiaojiao glanced at Uncle Fu with disgust.

Her appearance is extremely beautiful, her little face without powder is smooth and flawless, her long thick black hair is casually draped over her shoulders, her eyes seem to be with starlight, and the most eye-catching thing is the mouth, which is too affectionate if it is less and too thick if it is more.

No matter what kind of words come out of such a mouth, it will always make people feel happy.

And her voice is clear with a hint of girlish softness, which makes people want to dedicate their best things to the heart when they hear this voice.

Not to mention the two old men who watched her grow up, I just feel that the most gorgeous words in the world are not enough to describe her beautiful eleventh.

"Miss is serious." Fu Bodao, although he did not refute Fu Jiaojiao's words, he almost had an idea in his heart.

If you have the chance, you must go there.

If you can get a smile from the young lady, then nothing else is a problem.

"Miss." Fu San strode in, swept the bright yellow figure, quickly lowered his head, and saluted very respectfully.

"Get up, don't do such a great gift in the future." Fu Jiaojiao said leisurely.

"Yes." Fu San stood up, but his eyes still didn't dare to look at Fu Jiaojiao.

He had had the privilege of looking directly at Miss's face two years ago, when she had just turned fourteen years old, and although her face was still a little immature, it was already peerless.

If there is anyone else in this world who can compare with her, it is probably the one who has passed away.

"Can you find out about the two people who came here today?" Fu Bo asked.

"After finding out, they thought that the little one was a countryman, so they wanted to set the small ones everywhere, but a few jars of wine went down, and the little ones poked out a lot of words." Fu San said with a hint of pride, but when his eyes touched the pair of pink embroidered shoes, his attitude immediately became humble again.

In front of the young lady, you must not be arrogant.

"Those two people are probably a little suspicious of our village, and they are inquiring about the origin of our village everywhere, and they ......" Fu Sanyu glanced up slightly, and when he saw a little dark embroidery on the tender yellow skirt, he lowered his eyes anxiously.

"And what, Fu San, how do you talk like this kid, it's not too early, and the young lady should rest." Seeing Fu Sanyou's hesitant appearance, Fu Bo reminded on the side.

"Those two said that they came to marry Miss with the young master's last wish......" After Fu San finished speaking, he cursed in his heart.

When he heard it before, his hand shook, and he sprinkled all the sleep in his sleeve into the wine, and now the two of them were sleeping like dead pigs in his house.

Not to mention the Marquis of Zhenguo, even whoever comes here today is not worthy of their beautiful young lady in their eyes.

"This is all a joke made by Xiao Yu'er and them, when he comes back, I will ask him to explain it to them, since they are suspicious of the village, let them go as soon as possible." Fu Jiaojiao's speed of speech was not fast, and her voice was even softer and glutinous, but none of the people present would question her words.

"In this way, the little one will not disturb the young lady's rest." Fu San saluted Fu Jiaojiao again, and then planned to retire.

"Mom, please send him out."

As soon as Fu San went out, several figures surrounded him in the dark.

He straightened his waist and said proudly: "Miss is wearing a tender yellow dress today, embroidered with plum blossom dark lines, this craftsmanship is from Mother Fu's hand." ”

"What about the fabric?" Someone asked right away.

"The fabric is the cloud weaving cloth of the Agui family."

Ah Gui, who was named, suddenly felt a little more happy on his face, and in the face of the envious eyes cast by everyone, there was inevitably a little more smugness in his eyes.

After being questioned for a while, Fu San almost told everything he saw, and he didn't even let go of the furnishings in the room.

Although he didn't even dare to look at Fu Jiaojiao's face, none of the people present were not jealous in their hearts.

"What kind of mountain monkey is that Zhenguohou, who didn't come by himself, and sent such two people to marry our young lady?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't matter which mountain he is on, where he comes from, or where he goes, even if we don't stop him, Uncle Fu and Mother Fu can still stop him!" Fu San was not worried at all.

If you talk about protecting the short, who can compare to those two.

"That's what the third brother said." A group of people responded one after another, and made an appointment to go to Fu San's house together on the second day to see the people sent by the monkey, and then dispersed.

said that Gao Zheng and Li Meng, they originally made up their minds to close the relationship with Fu San by drinking, but they never expected that this Fu San would not pour a thousand cups, and after a few jars of wine, they were all confused in front of them, and he was still alive, and then his eyes were even darker, and he fell down directly.

He is also a good drinker in the Xin family's army, but he doesn't want to lose here today.

"Li Meng, wake up!" Gao Zheng smacked Li Meng hard, and then he touched his head and woke up leisurely.

"Brother Gao, what's wrong?" Li Meng felt that his head hurt badly, and the wine in this village was really powerful!

"Don't you think the wine from yesterday is a little ......?"

"Two brothers, you wake up, come and drink some sobering soup, it's uncomfortable after being drunk." Gao Zheng was about to say something, but Fu San pushed the door and came in, still holding two bowls of decanting soup in his hands.

"The home-brewed wine in our village is relatively strong, and the two brothers are also good drinkers, and ordinary people can't drink three or five glasses."

"The three Fu brothers are the real good drinkers, and the two of us can't drink you alone." Gao Zheng said meaningfully.

"That's natural, my family is specialized in winemaking, I have been soaked in the wine jar since I was a child, I dare to pat my chest to guarantee that there is no third person in this entire Fujia Village who can drink me." Fu San didn't seem to understand the deep meaning, but smiled heartily.

"Who's the second person?" Li Meng looked at Fu San a little stupidly and asked.

"Naturally, it's my father, all my skills are taught by him, come, the two of you are about to drink this sobering soup." Fu San handed over the bowl with a smile.

Gao Zheng took the lead in taking a bowl, sniffed it quickly, and saw that there was nothing greasy in it, so he motioned for Li Meng to drink it too.

Although he doesn't understand medical science, this simple sobering soup still can't help him, but he suddenly lost consciousness yesterday, is it really just drinking too much?