Pu Cao originally had this concern, but he was thoughtful when he heard it, so he naturally nodded in agreement. With Fang Jie's relationship, the vegetables grown in the village are definitely not worried. As for other villages, if everything goes well and there is production, then it is also a good entry to sell it to those solid people in the city to taste fresh. In short, Nangou Village eats meat, and the surrounding neighbors drink soup, which is a good thing for everyone.

When the matter was settled, each family began a new round of busyness, sewing oil paper tubes, loading soil, planting seeds, and watering, all of which were trivial and extremely patient. The grass was all over the village, and often twenty greenhouses ran down, so tired that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't even take care of his two children. Fortunately, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law of the Chen family live close to Chunni, and the people in the village are all conscientious, seeing that Pucao is so busy, but whenever the family makes good food, the first one is to serve a bowl and send it to the Zhang family, sometimes several families rush to one place, and the table of peach blossoms and Shanzi is more abundant.

On this day, Pu Cao got up early and went to the greenhouse of Widow Dong's house, the three of this mother did the work carefully, the oil paper tube was almost the same size, neatly stacked in one place, and the rapeseed was planted for three or five days, and there were faint goose-yellow small seedlings. Pu Cao helped with the watering and instructed the table to pick up the soil that was pressed on the little seedlings, and when she was laughing, she suddenly heard someone outside shouting her name.

Pucao didn't know why, so he patted the dirt on his hands and opened the door to go out to see. Widow Dong was grateful to Pu Cao for always coming to the door to give guidance and help, and put down the small hoe in her hand and walked out.

As soon as Aunt Liu, who was looking around, saw them come in, she hurriedly shouted, "Pucao, it seems that someone in the city is looking for you again." Seeing that you are not at home, and you have found this gate outside, you should go and have a look. ”

Someone from the city? Pu Cao was puzzled, and while guessing who and what was going on, he thanked him and walked through the garden gate to the gate of Dong's house. Sure enough, a green cloth carriage was parked under the big tree outside the door, and a big girl in a scarlet dress was curiously looking at the courtyard of the Dong family and the surrounding street scene. She heard the movement, turned her head to see that Pu Cao came out and didn't salute, but asked first, "Excuse me, but the Zhang family's sister-in-law Pu Cao?" ”

Pu Cao nodded and asked lightly, "Exactly, may I ask what this girl is looking for me?" ”

The corner of the big girl's eyes swept over the dirt stained by Pucao's hands, and a flash of disdain quickly flashed on her face. She bowed slightly to hide all her expressions, and finally raised her head and said, "Slave Qiuxiang is the person who has become a grandson of Cuiluan. Our lady is going to hold a flower-viewing banquet the day after tomorrow, and today she sent a slave to send a post to Zhang Dong's family, and I hope that Zhang Dong's family will come to the house for a reunion. ”

After she said this, she handed over a delicate invitation card with both hands, Pu Cao raised her eyebrows and took it, opened it casually, looked at it twice, and nodded in response, "Okay, go back and tell your wife, I will definitely visit on time the day after tomorrow." ”

Qiu Xiang saluted again, turned and got into the carriage, and soon left the village.

Seeing that the guests were walking away, Widow Dong immediately snatched the invitation card in Pu Cao's hand, and carefully pulled her sleeve to wipe it, "Pu Cao, is Mrs. Sun the aunt of Fang Gongzi, or Mrs. Fu Yin!" Oops, how did you get the invitation muddy? Come into the house, let's discuss it, and I'll give you something to wear the day after tomorrow. This is the first time you have come to the door to be perfunctory, but you can't let Mrs. Sun look down on her, she is half your mother-in-law..."

"That's it, that's it, I must make a good impression on Mrs. Fu Yin." The neighbors who rushed to hear the news also understood the whole story at this time, and they all came up with ideas, for fear that Pu Cao would offend Mrs. Fu Yin and ruin her good marriage with Fang Jie.

Pucao was dragged by everyone to wash his hands, and finally returned to his house in a huddle. Seeing that everyone called Chunni to help rummage through the boxes and cabinets to find clothes and jewelry, she really couldn't cry or laugh.

Since ancient times, there has been no good banquet, and she, a peasant woman with two big hats, an abandoned woman and a widow, wants to climb a handsome and golden man like Fang Jie, and it is really strange that her aunt can give her a good look.

The name of this flower-viewing banquet is also appropriate, and Mrs. Sun's original intention is to reward her with this broken flower and willow.

To be honest, she didn't want to put her hot face on someone's cold ass at all. However, people are the only relatives and elders that Fang Jie values in this world, even if she knows what grievances and humiliations are waiting in front of her, she must grit her teeth and rush over. Because, she likes other people's nephews and likes them so much that she wants to stay with him for the rest of her life, so she can only act at the opportunity and be more patient.

A group of old girls didn't know what Pucao was thinking in their hearts, so they picked out a set of dresses that everyone was satisfied with, and helped with jewelry, and then they dispersed.

When Pu Cao made lunch and sent it to Fang's house, he found an opportunity to drag Fang Jie into the house. Needless to say, the charge of knowingly not reporting and acting secretly added two more bruises to Fang Jie's waist. It hurt so much that he bared his teeth, but he still smiled flatteringly and proudly. Pucao couldn't take him, and he was distressed if he pinched it again, so he had to stop paying attention to him.

It was the third day in a blink of an eye, and early in the morning, Dongzi drove the Fang family's carriage and waited outside the Pucao Gate. Mrs. Chen's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Chunni, Lizheng Niangzi, plus a few little daughters-in-law in the village who are recognized as being able to draw eyebrows and dress up, all gathered in Zhang's house.

Pucao was fiddling around like a little wooden man, and her occasional protest was ruthlessly ignored. In the end, a woman with red lips, thin eyebrows and big eyes, and festive clothes was born gorgeously.

Pu Cao only glanced at the mirror, so shocked that she almost didn't jump up, but turned her head to look at everyone again, looking proud. She had to swallow back the words that had been spit out of her mouth, and finally made an excuse to avoid everyone, and repacked a package before going out to get in the car.

Fang Jie was holding a travelogue in his hand and was looking at it absentmindedly, when he looked up and saw a strange woman coming in, he was really shocked. Pu Cao was so annoyed that he whispered, "Don't shout, it's me, I'll talk about it when I get out of the village." ”

Fang Jie directly covered his face with a book, and his shoulders trembled with laughter. Pu Cao hated it so much that after turning around and saying goodbye to everyone, he hurriedly called Dongzi to catch the car.

The carriage went all the way out of the village, and when he had to walk through the foot of the mountain, Pu Cao immediately jumped out of the carriage and washed off the rice noodles and rouge on his face with snow, and when he got on the car again, he sat on Fang Jie's back and changed into a plain shirt again. After everything was tossed, Pucao Changchang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "These aunts and aunts, I really can't resist them." If I don't listen, they'll wash my face with saliva. ”

Fang Jie laughed loudly, and at the end, he looked at his beloved woman who had changed back into a fresh and beautiful appearance, and felt that this was more in line with his heart. He opened his arms and hugged her tightly, and while feeling the carriage swaying forward, he comforted her in a low voice, "Don't worry, my aunt is a very kind person, and she will definitely like it when she sees you." I'll just wait in the teahouse outside the door, and if you feel uncomfortable, send someone out to find me, and I'll go in and take you home at once. ”

Pu Cao leaned in front of Fang Jie, listened carefully to his heartbeat, and whispered in his mouth, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Men, even if they live to be eighty years old, they can't get rid of their innocent nature after all. What mother in the world is not very good to her son, and how many of them keep a good face when she turns to her daughter-in-law? The daughter-in-law will always be the bad person who takes away her son in the mother-in-law's heart, especially those women whose status is not as good as their own son.

And her current status, in the heart of Mrs. Sun, is definitely a lowly woman who used shameless means to confuse her good nephew. It's a joke to expect her to be kind to herself...

There was nothing to say all the way, the carriage quickly entered the city, Fang Jie was not stupid in the end, he first turned around and went to the west of the city to pick up the magpie, hoping that if there was something at that time, Pucao would also have someone to help. Pu Cao saw that he was thinking so thoughtfully, and the last little mustard in his heart also melted. For the sake of a man who loves her like this, what can she do if she is wronged.

When I got the door of the Sun Mansion, there was already a porter who greeted him to help open the door and put the footstool. Pu Cao got out of the car with the magpies, and after handing over the invitation, a little maid led them into the second gate. Fang Jie slowly lowered the curtains, called Dongzi to go to the teahouse opposite, asked for a private room, opened the window, and waited slowly against the already much gentler north wind.

Besides, Pucao was introduced all the way to the second gate, passed through the corridor, and walked for a long time before entering a small courtyard. Although it was winter, the courtyard was also very elegantly decorated, which made both the master and servant look at it a few more times.

The little maid who led the way waited for Pu Cao to enter the living room and sit down, and after serving tea and snacks, she said that she would invite Madame. Pu Cao didn't care, and casually rewarded her with a small piece of silver and let her go down.

The magpie hadn't seen her master for half a month, and she wanted to talk to her master when she saw that there was no one in the house, but she was from a Fang family, and she had learned all the rules and etiquette. Now that he is in the back house of Fu Yin, he does not dare to be presumptuous, so he stands in place and does not dare to move.

Pu Cao drank tea, and occasionally asked in a low voice how the business in the magpie shop was, but after waiting for half an hour, no one came. The magpie was a little anxious and asked in a low voice, "Madam, did that little girl forget to report just now?" Is it okay for the slave to go out and ask? ”

Pu Cao shook her head and chuckled, and directly pulled her to sit beside her and drink tea and eat snacks together, "Don't worry, how dare that little girl forget to report it, this is just a dismount." I thought there was something new about this Mrs. Sun, and I didn't want to be so clichéd. ”

The magpie is also a smart one, and he can think through it when he rolls his eyes. His master is despised and neglected, and being a slave and maid is naturally unbearable. The magpie jumped up and was about to go out to find someone to vent her anger, Pu Cao's eyes quickly pulled her back, and said with a smile, "What are you doing, people are Mrs. Fu Yin, there are many excuses to want to hang us like this, why bother to suffer that anger again." Come, take advantage of this free time, you report to me the accounts in the shop, and let's wonder if it's time to add some new pickles? ”