Without any suspense, Qi Jia also went to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing.

It is another year of wax moon, bare and black pressed branches, is covered with snow, a few years ago you can still see the bacon sausages of farmers on the road, a knife of meat pickled into golden brown, hanging under the eaves, revealing the joy of the year, but in recent years, it seems that such a scene is becoming less and less...... The people are having a hard time!

Ji Juan thought of the wealthy merchants who came and went on the official road every day, and couldn't help but think of the sentence "Zhumen wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", Zhao Guo is really not as good as a year now.

If there are rats in the warehouse, no matter how much grain is handed over, it will inevitably end up with no grains left.

The cold wind blew into the carriage, Changqing stretched out his hand to pull her back and sit down, and reprimanded her like a little adult with a straight face: "Girl, don't always be like a child, your body is very different now, and you should be careful." ”

Ji Juan looked at her, thinking that before she set off, she persuaded the old lady to take a carriage alone, thinking that her ears could be cleaner, and she didn't want to have this girl!

Reaching out to stroke the belly that was already pregnant, Ji Juan couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, and murmured in a low voice: "The little girl doesn't know who to learn from." ”

Changqing seemed to be encouraged, and rarely smiled, and then as if he had thought of something again, his expression suddenly darkened.

Ji Juan stretched out her hand and gently held the little girl's hand, and comforted: "Silly girl, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, let's go back this time and mourn for Granny Gui, don't cry and swollen your eyes anymore, how ugly!" ”

As he spoke, his voice was picked up, with a sense of joking.

Changqing snorted lightly, and glanced at Ji Juan out of the corner of her eyes with a little arrogance, "The girl seems to have lost a few tears than me, but she has the heart to make fun of others." ”

Look at her little appearance is really cute, Ji Wan couldn't hold back, her gloomy mood faded a lot, she reached out and pinched Xiao Nizi's face, like a soft and glutinous rice cake, she pinched it vigorously, and she didn't let go until Changqing puffed out her cheeks.

In the carriage at the front, Peony and Yuesheng were staring wide-eyed.

"That's not what I said."

"Who said it?" Peony's cheeks were flushed, and he turned his head to look at Qi Jia, who closed his eyes and recuperated, "Childe, if you don't need a servant to serve, in a word, the servant will die immediately, but you can't let Yuesheng practice the servant like this!" ”

Qi Jia has always been good-tempered, and the people below are very relaxed, and Peony didn't expect that she would make Qi Jia angry when she said this, so she just played with a small temperament.

Yuesheng touched her nose with a helpless expression.

No wonder the sage said that only women and villains are difficult to raise, he just said that there is a Ji Niangzi, and there are many times when the son laughs, and one sentence actually provoked this sister, and he thought that he had done something hurtful!

"Childe likes Ji Niangzi, and the maid is not uninteresting, you just let Ji Niangzi serve!"

As soon as the words came out, the atmosphere in the carriage sank suddenly.

The peony was almost choked when she was about to say it, and her heart became colder and colder when she looked at her son-in-law's face.

"Let you say a few words, relying on the good temper of the son, he is too indulge......nt on weekdays" Yuesheng's words were not finished, and Peony was about to get off the carriage as soon as he lifted the curtain of the carriage.

The coachman was unexpected, and hurriedly reined in his horse.

Peony didn't care about anything and jumped out of the carriage.

A bunch of people stopped, and Yuesheng wanted to go out with him, but he stopped him.

"She's getting worse now."

In one sentence, he was not shocked, with a faint anger, Yuesheng stopped talking, and his heart was a little empty.

Peony is not an ordinary girl in the end, and it is impossible for the son to really treat her, so let's say a few words less!

Having made up her mind, Yuesheng lowered her head as much as possible and did not say a word.

Qi Jia carefully smoothed the wrinkles on his white clothes, and then got up, and suddenly there was a commotion outside, "Come on, it's not good!" ”