A round of remnant sun hung in the sky, and the orange-red sunlight shone on the ancestor's silver hair, lining the whole face radiant, making people forget for a while, in fact, they had already hung old.

The old ancestor squinted his eyes and sighed: "It's good that you are willing to recognize me as an aunt." ”

Fang Fei on the opposite side pursed his lips, lowered his head, and stared at his green and white lotus-like, skinny hands to look closely.

The old ancestor looked past Fang Fei, fell on the sunset lake outside the water pavilion, and said lightly: "I know everything in the morning, Rong Zhao has also learned a lesson, this page, let's turn it over completely, from now on, you don't have to needle the tip of the wheat mang." ”

Fang Fei smiled faintly, and didn't say good, nor did he say bad.

Things have come to this point, even if Fang Fei no longer targets him, but with Zhao Rongzhao's stinky and hard temper, can there be room for relaxation? The crux of this matter is always in Zhao Rongzhao, if he can't figure it out and can't see through, I'm afraid this page will never be turned over.

"The ancestor can see that you are a sensible child." The old ancestor stretched out his arms over, and the big hand that looked like a withered hand held Fang Fei's tender white little hand, and looked at her fixedly: "I hired you back, originally to get along with Rong Zhao, but God is like this, I can't help it, although I don't expect you to respect each other, but I don't want to see you-for-tat, after all, the palms and backs of your hands are all meat, and the ancestors can't bear to hurt any of them." ”

"If he doesn't come to offend me, I won't trouble him." Fang Fei raised his eyes, his gaze was soft, harmless to humans and animals, and he smiled calmly at the deep eyes of the ancestor full of expectations.

"Let's try this lotus root flour cake, I see that you have lost a lot of weight, but you have to take good care of your body." The old ancestor sighed and diverted the topic.

Fang Fei is as good as a stream. Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth, the entrance is fragrant, refreshing and smooth, it is indeed a rare good product of the season.

The Zhao family is different from the Fang family, and the old lady Zhao resigned and returned to his hometown when he moved. None of the servants in the house will be left behind. All followed back to their ancestral hometown, and the cooks in the big kitchen were all made by some of the best chefs in the capital. In Zhaojia Town, it was top-notch.

The two chatted for a long time, until the sun set in the west mountain and the evening breeze gradually rose, and then they returned to Yining Hall. After having dinner together, they chatted with the ancestor for a while. Only then did he return to Green Jade Xuan.

Mother Zhou was still holding her breath, and she didn't talk to Fang Fei until she returned to Green Jade Xuan all afternoon and evening.

Fang Fei knew that she had anger in her heart, so she just turned a blind eye. Do what you have to do.

At night, Fang Fei finished washing up and stood on the tuyere. When she waited for her hair to dry and rest, Zhou's mother couldn't hold it back. stepped forward and pulled Fang Fei back from the tuyere, sat down in front of the dressing table, wiped her wet hair with a dry handkerchief, and said in a muffled voice: "Mrs. Tai, I didn't say you, that thing was really inappropriate during the day......

"The eldest young master will be the male master of the Zhao family in the future, and now he is protected by the old ancestor, and it is okay if you tear your face with him, but the days in the future will be long, and the old ancestor will not be able to protect you for a lifetime!"

Mother Zhou is a rectum, she has no heart, she has one thing to say, two things to say, and it's hard for her to think so far......

Fang Fei lowered his head and smiled, patted her with his backhand, and said comfortingly: "Okay, the old ancestor has already said me in the afternoon, and on Grandma Song's side, the old ancestor will also say it, don't worry." ”

Because these worries are completely groundless, Fang Fei will have to leave the Zhao family sooner or later, judging from the recent situation of the old ancestor, there should be nothing wrong in the short term, and he will definitely be able to leave the Zhao family before the old ancestor returns to heaven. So even if it is unpleasant to quarrel with the people in the big house, after leaving the Zhao family, everyone will walk to the sky, and everyone will walk half of the way, who still remembers whom?

When Zhou's mother saw her say this, she couldn't say anything more, anyway, with the ancestor coming forward, there would be no injustice!

Although the ugliness of the family should not be publicized, good words can still be spread.

Since Zhao Rongzhao was beaten by the board, the people in the big house have been much more low-key, and they are cautious everywhere, especially on the ancestor's side, Grandma Song has fixed the province every morning and dusk, and even with Fang Fei, she never falls.

Since coming back, Fang Fei said that he had been bedridden to recuperate, and the affairs of the family, there were Zhao Da Steward and the eldest master in the front yard, and Zhao Huirong in the back yard, which could not be solved, so the housekeeper came to Lu Yuxuan to ask Fang Fei for instructions.

The two 'elders' in the family were sick and bedridden, but they fulfilled the reputation of Grandma Song.

In the past few days, everyone outside has been praising Grandma Song's filial piety, and her mother-in-law, who is younger than her son, treats each other respectfully, which is really virtuous.

The second lady, who was waiting to watch the play, was unhappy, and began to run to the east courtyard frequently, delivering soup and supplements, and was extremely attentive.

After resting for two days, Fang Fei finally recovered, but he intended to rely on it for a few more days, but the second lady was dangling in front of her all day long, and she was so annoyed that Fang Fei simply began to take care of the housework again.

Zhao Huirong was arrogant, not salty or indifferent, and didn't say anything, so she packed up her things and went back to her yard, and threw all the housework that she was handling to her grandmother.

Fang Fei has been sensitive to numbers since he was a child, other people's children practiced calligraphy when they were young, and Fang Fei helped his grandmother copy the account books, settle accounts, and handle accounts has always been handy, Zhao Huirong takes an hour to settle the accounts, and she can do it in just a quarter of an hour.

After dealing with the matter at hand, he remembered that he hadn't communicated with Fang Geng for a few days, so he carefully went through the Fang family's delivery account, and the agreed delivery date had passed, but the Fang family had not delivered the goods.

Could it be that something is wrong? Fang Fei was uneasy, so he found an excuse and went to South Street.

Fang Gengyou said that the detailed address of the newly bought shop is at the intersection of South Street, and the location is obvious, and it can be found lightly.

When he arrived at the crossroads, Fang Fei deliberately stopped, pretending to be interested in the things on the roadside stalls, and concentrated on choosing.

The stall owner was lying on a rocking chair under the tree, shaking a fan and fanning the wind, so happy.

"Hey, that's the Fang family's shop? Don't know who the shopkeeper is? Zhou's mother, who was waiting behind her, looked around, and suddenly stared at the plaque on the door of the rice shop across the street, muttering to herself.

"I don't know, maybe it's for the Fang family on the other side, I'll take a look." Fang Fei straightened up, followed Zhou's mother's line of sight, and walked directly across the street to the shop.

It was noon, there were not many pedestrians on the street, not a single customer in the shop, two young men were lying behind the counter napping, and a handsome man in a green shirt was fiddling with abacus beads to make accounts.

Seeing a guest enter the house, the man raised his head, and when he saw Fang Fei, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his lips curled, and he said happily: "Big ......"

Before the words could be spoken, Zhou's mother, who was following behind Fang Fei, also entered the shop.

Fang Fei combed high sideburns on his head, inserted a white hosta diagonally, and dressed as a woman, so the man changed his words and said, "I don't know what this lady has to do?" ”

Fang Fei stepped forward and asked softly across the counter, "This little brother, may I ask who your shopkeeper is?" How to call it? ”

The man looked at her, glanced at Zhou's mother again, and then replied: "Our shopkeeper is the shopkeeper of Fangji Rice Shop on the other side of the Luohe River, which is a branch newly bought by the shopkeeper. ”

The scale of Fangjia Town is very small, so small that if there are two identical shops in a town, one of them will not survive.

"Ah, I'm really right!" Mother Zhou was overjoyed and affirmed her intuition, "I guess it was someone from the Fang family's town who came to open it, hey, little brother, is our Zhao family's rice ordered in your shop?" ”

The man nodded yes, and said: "This mother has a good memory, and it happens to be the date of fast delivery, and recently the store has changed a kind of fragrant rice, do you want to go to the back warehouse to take a look?" ”

Mother Zhou came to her senses as soon as she heard this, and looked at Fang Fei with anticipation.

Last time, the second lady and the second aunt took the stone to question Zhao Huirong, and the Zhao family knew about it, and they almost replaced the Fang family's shop, which was a relative of Fang Fei's mother's family, and Zhou's mother wanted to check it first, if the second lady and they made trouble again, she could also stand up and help Fang Fei.

"Go ahead." Fang Fei raised his chin at her.

"Hey!" Zhou's mother responded quickly.

The man behind the counter woke up the two guys who were dozing off, and instructed one of them to take Zhou's mother to the backyard, and let the other go to make tea, and sent all the idlers away. Uncle Geng was in a hurry. ”

"It's hard to put it into words...... Fang Fei smiled bitterly, and hurriedly diverted the topic, "By the way, Fang Luo, I see that the day of delivery has passed, why haven't you moved yet, but what's the trouble?" ”

Fang Luo bit his lower lip, nodded lightly, and hesitated: "Something is indeed wrong, Uncle Geng is already thinking of a way......

"Tell me what the hell is going on, maybe I have a way, maybe I don't have a way." Fang Fei asked, secretly thinking that he had just cleaned up all the shops of Aunt Qian's relatives two days ago, could it be that they had something wrong with them?

"Big girl, you may not be able to help, since you want to know, I'll tell you to listen." Fang Luo thought for a moment, but decided to simply give it up.

Although Fang Geng had confessed that if Fang Fei asked, don't sue her, but Fang Fei is his savior, since she wants to know, just sue her......

This time the delivery date was delayed, and it was indeed the Qian family who was behind the scenes.

The rice operated by the Fang family is directly collected from the nearby village, and the new shop is opened, the price is lower than that of the Qian family, and the quality is better. At this time, the Qian family paid double the price and took away all the rice that could be collected nearby, planning to have a salary at the bottom of the kettle, and the Fang family would not be able to deliver the goods at that time, but there would be a good show to watch......

(Thank you for the small gift you gave yesterday, Mo Da~(づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭?~) (To be continued) R640