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A hundred-year-old pomegranate tree in the courtyard climbed over the courtyard wall and leaked a red spring breeze.

Zhuang Bohua got off the sedan chair, threw two copper plates to the car, dusted off the Suzhou silk horse coat with a treasure bottle pattern, and put the black copper basin hat on his head.

"Sir!" The porter bent over him.

Zhuang Bohua said "hmm", lifted the corners of his robe and raised his feet to enter the door, but suddenly put away his steps and looked up at the tall lintel.

"Pond House", under the blue-gray cornices and arches, the two bronzing characters of dragons and phoenixes dancing shine with dazzling golden light.

Zhuang Bohua pursed his lips and lowered his head and stepped over the high threshold.

Someday, these two words will be replaced by his "manor".

Bypassing the white shadow wall, Zhuang Bohua walked on the spotless blue brick pavement that was cleaned, and all kinds of flowers on both sides of the road were competing for beauty, and suddenly a burst of fragrance hit.

"Someone." Zhuang Bohua frowned in disgust.

"Sir." Jia Ding Wenxun ran over quickly and nodded to Zhuang Bohua, "What are your orders?" ”

"Pull that one out for me."

Zhuang Bohua pointed to the corner door flower wall, a rich gardenia blooming and said coldly.

There was sweat dripping from the house's head.

"That's the young lady who moved back from Xiao's house just now, and asked the little good student to take care of it."

The father and daughter are both very temperamental, and he can't offend any of them, if it weren't for the fact that the salary is more than that of other families, he would have left long ago.

There is also a reward, Zhuang Bohua also gives a lot of money, as long as he is happy, he will make a move at least a piece of ocean.

For those of them who work, isn't it just to make more money?

For the sake of money, take it a little bit.

Zhuang Bohua blew his beard angrily and glared.

This dead kid knows that around Xiao Qingyang's fart/head behind the thigh, the flowers are all the good of the Xiao family.

"Is she a master or am I a master? Throw it away for me, go back and buy a pot of peonies or something to festive flowers and put it there. ”

The family hurriedly picked up the pot of gardenias and walked out quickly.

As he walked, he whispered, "Aren't gardenias festive?" So why, the big girl and the little daughter-in-law love to have a gardenia between the back of their ears? ”

"Uncle, dinner is ready." Sister-in-law Zhang, the cook, lowered her eyes and said to Zhuang Bohua.

Zhuang Bohua glanced at Sister-in-law Zhang with disgust, "Where's Miss?" Tell the young lady to come out to dinner. ”

Sister-in-law Zhang opened her throat and shouted, "Miss Cousin is eating!" ”

Zhuang Bohua was heartbroken for a while, this dead old woman must have done it on purpose.

Sister-in-law Zhang is the old man of the Chi family, she entered the Chi family at the age of 20 and became a cook, this is more than 30 years, after the death of the old man Chi, Zhuang Bohua changed all the people in the house, but left Sister-in-law Zhang.

Just because Xiao Qingyang likes to eat the West Lake carp made by Sister-in-law Zhang, Zhuang Yating finally left Sister-in-law Zhang in protest by hunger strike in order to let Xiao Qingyang eat more.

This sister-in-law has a dead fish face all day long, shouting "uncle, uncle", Zhuang Bohua felt that he was separated when he heard it, but there was no way to attack.

Knowing this, I should have been ruthless and drove this dead old woman away.

Zhuang Bohua gritted his teeth and thought, his old face turned black to ashes.

Sister-in-law Zhang felt happy when she looked at it, and couldn't help but bend her eyebrows.

This uncle, since she fought more than 20 years ago, she couldn't like it as soon as she stepped into the Chi family.

When the banker's business failed, Mr. Zhuang couldn't stand the blow, he couldn't afford to get sick, and he went after exhausting the last bit of family money, Mrs. Zhuang took her only son to live a difficult life, Mrs. Chi discussed Mr. Chi, and took her mother and son back to the house.

The thin and small young man obediently took Mrs. Chi's hand, and politely greeted the elders of the Chi family, impeccable at a glance, everyone praised him for being sensible and polite, but she saw a flash of gloom, anger and unwillingness in his eyes.

Zhuang Bohua sat down at the table, and the servants came and went to bring the dishes to the table, and the smell of meat filled the room.

After a while, Zhuang Yating was late with a calm face.

"Tell me, who you off?"

At the dinner table, Zhuang Bohua sandwiched a piece of honey and sugar lotus root pork ribs for Zhuang Yating, and asked gently.

Zhuang Yating, chopsticks poked the rice in the bowl fiercely, and told Zhuang Bohua what happened during the day.

"You, you're stupid, but you're just a clown, and it's worth doing it yourself?"

Zhuang Bohua's mouth was full of oil, "Let me ask you, what is the enemy of the enemy?" ”

The enemy of the enemy......

Zhuang Yating couldn't react a little.

Looking at Zhuang Yating, who was staring at him confused, Zhuang Bohua sighed secretly.

She didn't inherit her own intelligence at all, and if it weren't for her stupid old lady who died early, she would definitely be taught by that stupid woman to be another stupid.

Luckily, she's dead!

"The enemy of your enemy is your friend," Zhuang Bohua knocked on the table, "with your identity, as long as you hook your fingers and promise certain benefits, those people will willingly use them for you." ”

"The enemy of the enemy ......"

Zhuang Yating stared and thought for a moment, "Sun Guihua? ”

Zhuang Bohua sneered, "A stupid person, it's useless." ”

"However, in line with the principle of not wasting, it is still possible to take the lead."

Zhuang Bohuaqiao's eyes flashed with a sharp edge, and he said slyly.

"If it's not her, who else will there be?"

Zhuang Yating's eyes widened, except for Sun Guihua, there seemed to be no one in the factory who had a holiday with Liang Chaxiang.

"Think of the guy who handed you the note."

Zhuang Bohua drank the best white tea in a glass, and the pieces of tea were like living, and the roots were erected in the faint yellow soup.

"Isn't it Sun Guihua?" Zhuang Yating was surprised.

"With that stupid donkey, I can't think of such a plan to kill people with a knife."

Zhuang Bohua had a hint of ridicule on the corner of his mouth.

"However," a cold light flashed in Zhuang Bohua's eyes, "This person is deep in thought, and it is not something you can control." ”

Even his Zhuang Bohua's daughter dares to calculate, and she is fat enough.

Zhuang Bohua's eyes narrowed slightly——

If you use it well, it will be a quick knife.

Putting the cup heavily on the old coffee table carved by pear blossom wood, Zhuang Bohua said: "Quietly find out this person, since she is so enthusiastic about your 'sake', we also have to 'repay the peach' and repay the others." ”

Zhuang Yating wanted to say how I knew who that person was, Zhuang Bohua had already spoken: "You have to remember, the water has left traces, as long as you have done it, there will always be traces." Moreover, this person is very cute next to that Liang Chaxiang, and along this vine, I believe that this person will be able to be found out soon. ”

Zhuang Yating nodded, "I remember." ”

Zhuang Bohua was afraid that Zhuang Yating, a stupid person, would mess things up, so he pointed out again: "Don't let the other party know that you already know her mind, and let her do what you want without moving." ”

Zhuang Yating has been pampered since she was a child, she can do whatever she likes, where she understands these calculations, she has already heard the stars.

"Forget it," Zhuang Bohua sighed lightly and waved his hand, "Let's do this first, fortunately, there is no rush at this time." ”