Ren Ji's box of tea was thrown to Shanghai one after another, and Master Ren wrote to say that everything was going well, and it was estimated that he could rush back to Hangzhou before the Tea Fight, and the young grandmother could finally take a breath.

The young grandmother and Miss Xin made an appointment to go to the Wenqu study to read, and when I heard it, my head was big, what do you read and I read? Although I also have poetry books in my belly, but what kind of Raushzi "Merchant Guide" and "Scholar and Merchant Essentials" you read really give the mirror a headache, I won't go, and I won't go to throw the charcoal basin!

Liu Daxia went to Lingyin early in the morning, he refused to send him home alone, when Mengluo hurriedly ran to Qiao Shengping's study, Mengyun had been gone for a long time, Mengluo raised his feet to chase, but was stopped by Qiao Shengping.

"Brother, don't get in my way!"

Qiao Shengping gently persuaded her: "Brother Yun is estimated to be at the foot of the mountain at this time, and you can't catch up if you chase after it." ”

Mengluo raised his eyes to Qiao Shengping: "If you don't let me send it, I can't catch up?" You're all bullying me! ”

Mengluo's eyes were red as he spoke, Qiao Shengping couldn't see Mengluo crying, so he had to smile and coax: "Good sister, in a few days, Brother Yun will go to work in the silk weaving factory, and my brother will take you to play, okay?" ”

Meng Luo raised his face, and the tears really rolled into two lines: "Don't fool me!" You think I didn't hear what you said? I heard it all, you didn't let Brother Yun come back, he must have been picked up by you when he went to the silk weaving factory, why did Brother Yun hinder your eyes and you couldn't tolerate him so much?"

The more Meng Luo spoke, the more aggrieved he became, and he was angry while being aggrieved: "Even if Brother Yun has a father, he can't stop you from anything, you are the real young master of our Qiao family, he is just a name, and he can't go beyond you!" ”

Cough...! The first time I saw Mengluo so sharp, I looked at Qiao Shengping with a cat, and Qiao Shengping's face flashed with surprise, guilt, and doubt, and finally changed to a sad heart: "That's how you think of your brother?"

"I ......" Meng Luo estimated that she regretted it a little after shouting, and she lowered her head as soon as she said the word "I".

"I'm afraid you'll be wronged!"

Mengluo heard Qiao Shengping say that Mengyun was not right, greedy for money, and finally understood: "Xiaohe is a singer, I pity her lonely and let Brother Yun send me money to help her go home!" You...... You're so bad! ”

Mengyun ran away, this time Qiao Shengping didn't stop or chase, he called a few Xiao Si to let them follow, and no one gave him a mouthful.

Should! Make you indiscriminate!

Qiao Shengping looked over: "Have you seen it all?"

Worst! I didn't pay attention to the commotion, and that ...... That I ...... I'm looking at the script.,I still want to learn a face-pinching duel with the snake demon.,That's it.,Do you believe it?

Qiao Shengping's face is like the king of Hades, I don't dare to touch my head at this time, I admit that I have lived for a long time, and my arrogant life is too long, it turns out that I am indeed cowardly!

"Okay, if you see it, you will see it."

Qiao Shengping pouted according to his head, I guess he was really annoyed with himself, and I didn't know how to persuade him, so I had to ask tentatively, that... Why don't I go for a walk with you? The young grandmother went to get a book for Brother Bo'an, let's go to Renfu for a turn?

"I'll go the day after tomorrow, Brother Yun will go to the silk weaving factory the day after tomorrow, I'm just idle, it's time to prepare for the tea fight."

Are you sure you're not hiding from Liu Daxia? Why don't I believe it!

"You're fine! Master, I dare to do it, and I will go and make amends to Brother Yun tomorrow! ”

Qiao Shengping is not a thing, he suddenly smiled arrogantly: "Xiaoguang, have you been very proud recently?" You've spoiled me a lot of good things! He took advantage of the fact that the young grandmother did not come back and put me in his pocket and went to the kitchen, and the stove was so angry that he threw me in before I could beg for mercy, and he forced me: "Make a rule, first, I will do whatever you want you to do; Second, don't forget that you still have to find me to pinch your face, you have to find a way to match me with your young grandmother. Got it?"

I've been pouring mold for thousands of years, do I dare to disobey you?