Of course, Fu Ying didn't know about the young man's side. At this time, she was reclining on the rattan spring bench in the small garden to bask in the sun, the plain white gauze skirt was on the ground, the light blue silk shawl was hanging by her side around the slender arm wrapped in the snow-white silk jacket, the breeze was blowing, the blue and white were blowing, as if she could swing out a circle of ripples, bringing bursts of refreshment, and the brocades around her body became a foil.

Comb Yun squatted aside and shook a pu fan, and Zhenyu held an oil-paper umbrella to block out the sunlight sprinkled on Fu Ying's face.

Comb Yun smiled and said, "Girl, the sun is getting more and more vicious now, and your fair skin doesn't need to be rough from the wind and sun." ”

"Yes, girl. It's already at ten o'clock in the morning, you have been here for almost half an hour, and you don't feel comfortable when you get up early, you haven't gone to Guangyuan Temple, but don't have any more heat stroke, Mrs. will be distressed when she comes back. Zhenyu also advised.

Fu Ying opened her eyes, shook the little white cat fan that had been twisted on her fingertips, and sat up straight lazily: "My mother and sister should have been out for more than an hour, right?" ”

"Back girl, it's been an hour." Zhenyu said: "The girl just said that she had a stomachache this morning, and she didn't use much for breakfast, the temperature of the japonica rice porridge is just right now, can the maid serve you some food?" ”

Of course not!

Now that I'm full, how can I have room to fill up snacks when I go out later?

It's a shame to say that she loves meat, and she loves chicken the most among meat, or she can't hold it when she sees crispy chicken in her previous life.

Now she can't touch meat for three years, although she is a little greedy, but when she thinks of her father and brother, she can also restrain herself.

It's just that the vegetarian dishes made by the chef in the big kitchen in the house taste really ordinary, even Zhenyu is also good at meat dishes, but vegetarian dishes are not very good.

Every day is poisoned by green vegetables and tofu, and a bird is about to fade out of his mouth!

That's why she lied and went out later "under the pretext".

So the question is, if she encounters any non-meat snacks when passing by the market, will she eat them, or will she eat them?

Fu Ying's bright and pure apricot eyes were full of brilliance, and a slight smile appeared on his delicate little face: "Actually, my stomach doesn't hurt at this time." ”

"That's good. But girl, you should use something too, it's not good to have an empty stomach. ”

"Nope. Comb Yun, you go and tell someone to prepare the car, since there are already several of them, I will also go to Guangyuan Temple. ”

"Huh?"

"Go, what are you doing?" Fu Ying stood up and stretched generously.

Comb Yun handed the pu fan to Zhenyu to hold, and quickly went out to run errands.

Fu Ying and Zhenyu slowly walked along the stone road to the east across the courtyard.

In fact, if it was a few days ago, if the long house had the conditions for opening her own family, she would directly tell her mother to find a good cook who made vegetarian dishes, and she would say bluntly what snacks she wanted to eat.

But that day, in order to provoke thorns, the old lady pointed at her greedy in front of her mother.

Of course, she doesn't care what others think of her, she has always been free to do what she wants. But she didn't want people to talk about Song behind her back. The reputation of the daughter's family for being greedy will poke the mother's heart!

It was only today that she was reserved, wanting to take a detour to relieve her hunger, and then go to Guangyuan Temple, without delaying the incense and praying for blessings, maybe she could catch up with the food of Guangyuan Temple.

Leaving the small garden, I walked along the bluestone brick-paved road to the East Cross Courtyard, but I saw Aunt Zheng walking over with her head down.

Because she was Fu Fangchu's biological mother, Fu Ying respected her and stopped to look at her.

Aunt Zheng didn't greet her as usual, and after returning the salute, she lowered her head and walked forward.

When she walked away, Zhenyu pointed to her cheek and whispered, "Her face is swollen." ”

It's not just swollen, it's also very swollen.

Fu Ying glanced at the direction of the West University across the courtyard, pursed her lips and shook her head: "What can the second aunt do if she beats her like this?" It's just to lead the ninth brother to share with her. ”

The carriage was quickly prepared, and Fu Ying took Comb Yun, Zhenyu, as well as the stout mother-in-law and the two guards, and left the Hou Mansion without greeting the old lady.

Although she has seen some of the world, it is limited to the eldest princess holding "it" at the flower viewing banquet, and the bazaar is rarely the opportunity to go. It was at this moment that the carriage turned out of the corner and drove in the direction of the market, which she had to pass on the way, and she silently guessed what was to eat in the market.

Who knew that he was thinking about it, but he heard the sound of the coachman's "driving", and the carriage slowly stopped.

Fu Ying frowned suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhenyu, who was following the car, said with a smile: "It's Mrs. and the fourth girl." ”

"My mother?" Fu Ying raised the curtain in shock. Isn't the Zhu Lun canopy carriage in front of them that is made of a one-product ordination ritual really theirs? Ruiyue and Aunt Yu, who were following the car, as well as the servants of the nursing home, also found Fu Ying.

Fu Ying picked up the hat and put it on, covered his face with a plain white light veil, and got out of the car with Comb Yun's hand.

The Song family and Fu Yi also stepped on the black lacquered footstool and got out of the carriage.

"Haunting? Why are you here? Song and Fu Yi also wore hats, and their faces loomed.

"I'm feeling better, so I want to go to Guangyuan Temple to find you." I was afraid that the snacks on the road would not be eaten again, Fu Ying asked calmly: "Didn't my mother go out a long time ago, why did she come here now?" ”

Song and Fu Yi both laughed.

Fu Yi lowered his voice and said, "Seventh sister, I just went back to my mother's house with my mother. I'm going to bring you a cook. ”

"Huh?" Fu Ying was surprised.

Fu Yi took Fu Ying's hand and said in a low voice: "Mother knows that you love food, although we have a small kitchen, but the cook also wants the housekeeper to choose, she is afraid that you don't like it, it just so happened that my grandmother said that day that there is a cook who is good at cooking vegetarian dishes, and today I borrowed the incense and went back to Baxing Village to pick people up." ”

Fu Yi pointed to a medium-sized young man next to the convoy: "It's him." Mother said, keep him in the outer courtyard, if you want to eat anything, let him do it, let's bring him in. My grandmother also said that we don't need to send monthly money, and his monthly money is still from the Song family. ”

is really a mother, everyone knows why she is upset!

Fu Ying was moved, hugged Song's arm, and said coquettishly: "Mother, thank you for your trouble." ”

"You little gluttonous cat, you're happy?" Song patted Fu Ying's shoulder lovingly.

When their mother and daughter were talking, the cook next to the carriage looked at Fu Ying, who was already stunned.

It's just a glimpse of the car curtain just now, and he saw that this girl must be a stunning one when she grows up, plus her dead ghost father is the Hou Ye, and whoever marries her is Mu Enbo!

He went to the Marquis Wuluo's Mansion to serve him, and if he used some more heart to please him, maybe that beauty would look down on him! In the future, if he becomes Mu Enbo, he won't fry until he is killed!

Thinking about it like this, the cook felt that the air was sweet.

Since they met, the two teams changed into a team, Fu Ying and Fu Yi both got into the Song family's spacious Zhulun canopy carriage, and all the servants and maids followed on both sides of the carriage and drove forward.

The mother and daughter whispered to kill time, Fu Ying knew that the Song family had been depressed in her heart, and it was difficult to come out to relax, so she tried her best to entertain her relatives.

Just as the convoy passed by the downstairs of "Yipinju", a "heavy object" was suddenly thrown out of the open rhombic window on the second floor.

Not to mention the people around him, even the people in the convoy couldn't react for a while, the person suddenly fell from the sky, and impartially fell on the cook who had just picked up from the Song family, and the two of them fell together.

"Hey, hey! What's going on! The smashing cook crawled out from under the bruised man who had been beaten.

In the crowd, a beggar flicked his finger.

The cook, who was just about to get up, hugged his right leg and screamed "wow": "My leg! My leg must have been broken! ”

"Quick, quick, go see!" Song urged.

At the same time, a big man in a dark military uniform angrily parted the crowd, rode on the unconscious man who had been beaten, and pulled him by the collar and slapped him again: "I'll let you steal!" Boy, if you don't want to pretend to be dead, I'll send you to the government, and I will punish you for your crimes! ”

Fu Ying, who was in the carriage, saw the beaten person through the window screen, and it took a lot of effort to not laugh, poked Song's waist, and said in a low voice: "Mother, look who it is." ”

The Song family also carefully distinguished it at this time, and exclaimed: "Isn't that Zhao Zihai!" ”

"Really?!" Fu Yi was also stunned, leaned over to the car window and looked out through the curtain.

The one who was beaten was the cousin of the Zhao family who almost married Fu Ying as the third steproom.

At this moment, the man slapped him, only to find that there was a guard of honor for the carriage and horse of the Song family parked on the side, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart when he saw the level of the horse and vehicle.

This is Shengjing City, and there are princes and nobles on the road to protect it. He was just acting on orders, why did he still collide with the nobles!

The man hurriedly got up and saluted, "I don't know if you want to do it again, the villain has collided." ”

Song sat in the car and asked, "What's going on?" Why do you commit murder in the streets? ”

The man looked at the people on the left and right, and said, "Back to this lady, just now the villain was eating in Yipinju, and this pickled goods actually stole my money bag while I was unprepared!" And he also has a heart, and he doesn't pay the bill with cash when he eats, but asks the shopkeeper to keep accounts. If it weren't for a beggar begging him for a penny, he wouldn't have taken out my money bag! I beat him out of anger, and I was about to twist and send him to the yamen, I really don't know that the honorable driver is here today, if there is a collision, please forgive me. ”

Will Zhao Zihai steal?

Although he is a little shy, he may not be able to steal. This qiē is too coincidental, as if someone deliberately arranged it.

Fu Ying looked at Zhao Zihai, whose head and face had swollen into a pig's head, and kindly gave him a piece of wax in his heart.

Song was groaning.

No matter how bad Zhao Zihai is, he can be regarded as a relative. If they are twisted to the government, the Zhao family will have to bother them if there is really something in the future. The old lady's chatter was even more unbearable.

It's better to take this opportunity to end the matter.

"This sergeant." Song discussed: "It is not right for him to steal, but because of your fight, the people of my house who were also really harmed were injured, and I can't hide it, the one who is not angry is a relative of my family, if you can stop this matter, I won't ask you about the injuries of my house, do you think it's good?" ”

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