"Osmanthus, do you really want to open a sugar workshop?" Chu Yannian drove the ox cart, and asked softly while Lao Liao was asleep in a daze.

"Well, we have to open it, our meat muffins, I'm afraid we won't last long." Osmanthus had a solemn face, when she thought of the events of the past two days, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and she always felt as if something big was going to happen.

"What do you mean?" Chu Yannian was shocked when he heard that the meat muffins couldn't last long.

Osmanthus shook her head, and said with some uncertainty: "I can't say the specifics, but I feel that something is wrong." ”

After speaking, Osmanthus suddenly relieved and laughed at herself, "Maybe I'm thinking too much." But brother, when spring begins, the new house of our family and the fourth uncle's family will definitely be built, if you only rely on a meat muffin to make money for the house, it is estimated that it will be a little difficult, and you still have to find another way to make money. ”

Chu Yannian didn't know how to help Osmanthus, so he just listened quietly on the side.

When the three of them returned to Qinhe Village, Lao Liao Tou walked in the direction of the cellar by himself because he was still in a mood, Chu Yannian went to return the ox cart, and Osmanthus went to the greenhouse.

At this time, the greenhouse was basically the same, and the workers were busy building the direction of the kang in the greenhouse.

And the daughters-in-law and daughters-in-law who have been idle are seven or eight people around, chatting and busy with needlework in their hands.

Because the area of the window paper required for the greenhouse is too large, the splicing places are hooked with needles and threads. As for those tulles, they are naturally inseparable from the traction of needles and threads.

As soon as everyone saw that the osmanthus was coming, they all greeted the osmanthus one after another, and after the osmanthus smiled and greeted everyone, she asked where Chu Lishou was, and then walked towards that side.

"Hey, I've heard that this osmanthus girl is the son of the prince, and I heard that she was called Mrs. the prince!"

Seeing that the figure of Osmanthus had just disappeared around the corner of the greenhouse, one of the mothers-in-law suddenly mentioned the latest news she had heard in the past two days with a mysterious face.

"Don't tell me, I've heard that. And I also heard that the osmanthus girl suddenly disappeared for a day a few days ago, and she went with the prince. "As soon as gossip is mentioned, some people immediately echo it.

"Don't talk nonsense, how old is the osmanthus girl, she is not yet thirteen years old, that is a bean soaked in hot water, it has not yet sprouted, how can you still afford such a small bean sprout?"

Some people spread gossip, and naturally some people don't believe in gossip.

"You're wrong, what's wrong with being thirteen? Do you see that the little daughter-in-law that the old Zhao Guangshan married in the next village a few years ago is not a twelve or thirteen-year-old baby? Look what's wrong now, didn't Lao Zhao Guang just hug his son and become a father? ”

"Then according to what you say, the osmanthus girl can't really be the person of the prince, right......?"

As soon as these words came out, these seven or eight women all looked clear, and then some of them showed disdain, and some of them were surprised.

"Are you all too busy to make a fuss? Seeing that the osmanthus girl is easy to speak, she has nothing to do and wants to do something, right? Liu Yan, who had not spoken, finally couldn't help but open his mouth and say a fair word.

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