In Wei Hu's ghost crying wolf, Wei Qingqing finally opened the door.

"Little sister, tell your father, you taught me to recognize that white cocoon, right?"

Wei Hu ran over, Wei Qingqing looked at Wei Zhixian, who was sweating profusely early in the morning, cheered up and nodded, and asked him, "Daddy, when are we going to have breakfast?" ”

Wei Zhixian saw his thin daughter, and his tone immediately softened: "Qingqing is hungry? Let's go now. ”

"Hmm."

Wei Qingqing smiled lightly, but Wei Zhixian was about to burst into tears, how long has it been since her daughter has never smiled at him like this?

It seems that since the death of my wife......

He knew that his daughter was resentful of him.

"The chef made some of your favorite xiaolongbao early in the morning, mixed with fresh wild vegetables, and you can eat more later." Wei Zhixian threw away the bamboo strip in his hand, and spoke with a little caution to flatter.

Wei Hu seemed to forget the pain, and came up with a smile: "Dad, there seem to be strawberries and citrus on the market recently, buy some too, and I'll go back and get some for my eldest brother." ”

Wei Zhixian glared at him, then looked at his gentle and obedient daughter shrouded in the morning light, swallowed the words in his throat, and nodded.

After breakfast, Wei Zhixian hesitated for a long time, and wrote a letter to his colleagues for the first time to borrow money.

Sanwen money is difficult for heroes, and Wei Qingqing, who was rich in his previous life, finally really understood this sentence.

In the afternoon, after finding an excuse, Wei Qingqing asked Wei Hu to dig up all the white cocoons in the courtyard and go out to exchange for silver.

"Little sister, what are we doing here?"

Wei Hu was startled when he saw Wei Qingqing walking straight towards the satin.

"Ming'er is the birthday of Second Master Rong." Wei Qingqing glanced at Wei Hu's patched old clothes, patted the bulging purse, and smiled: "Let's also buy new clothes, so as not to lose the face of our Wei family." ”

It's not for the sake of face, but Wei Qingqing has figured it out since she lost the three thousand taels, these magnates in Beijing didn't take the Wei family seriously at all, even Yun Niang and others dared to trample on the Wei family at will, instead of blindly waiting for Wei Zhixian to be promoted, it was better to think about finding a thick enough thigh for the Wei family first!

Ming'er Rongche's birthday banquet, that thick thigh will definitely appear.

"But ......"

Wei Hu was a little reluctant to pay the silver, but before he could finish hesitating, Wei Qingqing had already strode in.

After picking out the clothes and fabrics, the two planned to go to the bookstore where Brother Wei worked, but because Brother Wei was temporarily called by the shopkeeper to deliver the copied books to the nobles, the two had to leave their things and go back.

After dinner, Wei Hu smiled and peeled oranges for Wei Qingqing, who was sitting on the swing, and said, "Little sister, did you say that Mama Gao's old witch suffered a lot in prison?" You see my father is worried, if the rats in the prison are more angry, it would be good to bite the old woman to death. In this way, let's take advantage of the fact that you are too sad when the old witch dies, and withdraw from the marriage of the Guogong Mansion......"

It's a beautiful idea.

Wei Qingqing looked at Wei Hu, who was nervous, and thought about it, but he didn't mention Wei Zhixian's worries about money, he only ate the oranges he peeled, thinking about Ming'er's birthday banquet, and his heart was a little colder.

Tomorrow, my ex-husband will come too.

It's the best to come!

Thinking of this, Wei Qingqing's dark eyes were already fierce!

"Second brother, tonight, you go and do something for me." Wei Qingqing looked at Wei Hu.

Wei Hu agreed without thinking about it, and when Wei Zhixian rested, he went straight outside.

The night slowly overshadowed the surging emotions, and the person holding the knife slowly sharpened the blade.

"Girl, everything has been arranged, the clothes they bought today...... and Ming'er's birthday banquet......"

"That's good, the goods in the countryside are also delusional to charm the second master?" Yun Niang looked at the freshly dyed nails, and her plump red lips hooked up sarcasm: "There is only one 'Wei Qingqing' in this world who can make the second master look at him differently, but she has already been burned alive to charcoal, even if she has the same name and surname?" It's just a cheap alternative! ”

Yahuan glanced at the poisonous light quenched in Yun Niang's eyes, remembered the tragic fire that night, couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly lowered her head.