For several days, Luo Xiaoqiao was immersed in the work of making fountain bonsai.

It wasn't until another five days later that the Qingbu carriage came to Luo's house again, followed by a carriage dedicated to pulling goods, and four or five neat men.

Although there are not many things to be transported, Hu Jindong is not sloppy at all, and all kinds of anti-collision means are prepared in the carriage.

Luo Xiaoqiao instructed the guys to carry it carefully, and after the bonsai was on the truck, she also climbed into another carriage, and at the same time beckoned Grandpa Luo to go up too.

A few men stood on both sides of the carriage, and there was a feeling that the stars were holding the moon.

The venue was in the Xingcheng Courtyard of the Feng family, and the others had not yet come, and the carriage stopped directly at the gate of the Feng Mansion.

Luo Xiaoqiao lifted the curtain, held the carriage and jumped down.

As soon as he landed, he heard a woman's yellow warbler-like laughter in the distance, but the words were not so good: "It's vulgar"

Luo Xiaoqiao raised her eyes and saw that a delicate girl in a yellow shirt walked into the mansion surrounded by a maid and a servant, and seemed to hear the voice of a servant woman flattering and shouting "Miss Cousin".

Luo Xiaoqiao didn't hear it, and raised his eyes to look at the courtyard gate in front of him, majestic and majestic.

There are already servants waiting for them, and when they walk in, the pavilions and pavilions are hidden, the rockeries are craggy, and the trees are also very carefully pruned, without the roughness of the north, but with a sense of elegance.

"This is the back garden of the Feng Mansion." The servant woman beside her whispered.

Luo Xiaoqiao nodded, did not speak, and looked at the mansion in front of him with some sighs.

I can't see it outside, but when I walk in, I find that the house covers a considerable area, and I have hung festive red silk all the way from the door, and I can see the word "Shou" everywhere.

"Little Miss Qiao, the exhibition hall is in front, it was originally a martial arts arena, the area is large enough, and it has been refitted." Hu Jindong took the initiative to take a few steps forward and said.

Grandpa Luo has been a little shrunken since he came in, and Luo Xiaoqiao grabbed his hand tightly so that he could relax.

The servants and servants carried bonsai, and several of them entered the courtyard gate.

The front of the door is sparse, and a huge stone mountain is visible, which plays the role of the ancients to pay attention to the wall.

Behind the stone mountain are all kinds of rockery, there are dozens of them, and the view of the entire courtyard is divided, so it can be said that one step at a time is not an exaggeration.

The rockery is lined up one after another, and there are all kinds of potted plants placed on different parts of it, which is full of enough thought, and the person who designed it is definitely a person with a strange mind.

But as the second son said, it looks beautiful and beautiful, and I always feel that something is missing and I don't have enough aura.

Luo Xiaoqiao pressed the reserved position on the rockery and put the bonsai on it.

The scenery was held in the afternoon, so Luo Xiaoqiao just made preparations and didn't plan to start, she was quite confident in her work and didn't worry about dropping the chain when the time came.

"Cousin, I miss you so much, you haven't come to see Wan'er for a long time." , the voice is a little familiar, and while talking, he came to them.

"Second son, you're here. Hello Miss Table. Hu Jindong's voice rang out next.

Luo Xiaoqiao stopped what he was doing, followed and looked over, and what caught his eye was a flamboyant young man in red, his eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, and a pair of starry eyes with a smile that seemed to be nothing, what a beautiful man, in modern times, he can definitely be a first-line star.

The corners of Feng Chenhao's mouth lifted lightly, "Steward Hu, this is the fountain bonsai you are talking about?" ”

"Snort", the Miss Wan'er covered her mouth and smiled: "Bonsai is indeed bonsai, and it is quite exquisite, if you want to talk about the fountain, where is it?" Don't fool you again."

Hu Jindong arched his hand: "Miss Cousin, there is a fountain, but I have to wait for the old man to come and open it with my own hands." ”

"Oh?" , Feng Chenhao raised his eyebrows, a little interested: "Then wait"

"Cousin, do you really believe them, what if the old man doesn't open the fountain by then?"

Yo... Luo Xiaoqiao looked at Hu Guan faintly, it seemed that he was a sworn enemy.

"Miss Cousin, don't worry, it's definitely no problem." Steward Hu laughed with him, this cousin has been close to Aunt Zhang recently, and she is looking for trouble with him everywhere.

"Cousin, there is a violet on my aunt's side, it is said that it was rewarded by the palace, you see if you move here to respond to emergencies"

This lady is really kind-hearted, and before there was an accident, she used the word "emergency".

"Since Hu is in charge of this matter, he will naturally take care of it if something happens, let's just watch it", Feng Chenhao replied lightly, and withdrew the sleeve that was pulled by her.

"Cousin...", the female voice stretched out the tone of the coquettishness, which made Luo Xiaoqiao can't help but shiver.

"Sister Wan'er, it's just a wasted person who has achieved nothing, is it worth it for you to be on the pole like this?" , a male duck's voice sounded very harshly.

"Big brother, I don't allow you to say that about Cousin Chenhao."

Feng Chenhao's face darkened the moment the person appeared, and he turned his head and returned to his original state: "Why is the concubine of the Liu family here?" Didn't you say that the Feng family didn't welcome you? Someone, who let him in? Don't hurry up and get out yet! ”。

A small guy ran in the corner, kowtowing and begging for mercy: "The second son spares his life, the second son spares his life, Liu Gongzi has to enter, and the little one can't stop him at all."

"Can't stop it? So what's the use of you? Get out of here and get twenty sticks, and don't show up in front of me in the future."

"Yo, the second son is so majestic, I don't know how Xiao Qizi provoked the second son?"

A bewitching woman, shaking a fan, walked in gracefully.

"Aunt Zhang?" Feng Chenhao looked at her coldly and said.

"In this house, it's the old man who is talking about, you are an aunt, that is, you are a little better than the next person, don't stay in the backyard, run me here, are you going to break the rules?"

"You!" Aunt Zhang's red dancôme-covered hand almost pinched into the flesh.

The old man Feng has a son, Feng Chenglin is affectionate, there are dozens of children in the family alone, and the backyard is full of miasma.

This Aunt Zhang also gave birth to the eldest son before the original wife, and Feng Chenhao became the second son, and the means are not strong. After Feng Chenhao's mother passed away, Aunt Zhang has always regarded herself as the main mother, and hates others to say that she is an aunt.

"Second young master, I'm also your elder, if the master knows..." Although Aunt Zhang hated Feng Chenhao to death, she didn't dare to do anything in person.

"I'm going to ask grandpa, an aunt, what kind of elder is it" Feng Chenhao didn't give any face.

"Second Young Master, since you don't like it, can't I go?" Aunt Zhang's eyes skimmed Feng Chenglin's figure, and she immediately wanted to cry.

"Chen Hao, how do you talk to your aunt" Feng Chenglin saw Aunt Zhang's pear blossoms with rain, and his heart ached, and he said indiscriminately.

"Hmph, phew..." Feng Chenhao didn't pay attention to him at all, flicked his sleeves and left.

"Rebel, you stop me!" Feng Chenglin chased after him.

……

After a few people walked away, Hu Jindong didn't know how many times he came over and asked, "Miss Xiao Qiao, is it okay?" ”。

He is actually not as confident as he shows, he is the first to see success, but everything is risky, and it is human nature to be apprehensive.

"Don't worry, Uncle Hu, can I still trick you? I'm still counting on doing business with Shopkeeper Hu.