More than 20 people want to stay in the hotel, and they must go to a larger inn, so a few people quietly came to the largest Yuelai inn in Taizhou Mansion.

Yuelai Inn is an property under the name of Wei Governor's Mansion, managed by his son Wei Daqiang, just diagonally opposite Fuman Building, occupying the best viewing position in Taizhou Mansion.

After waking up naturally, Qingyun pushed open the window and looked into the distance, and found a vast lake in the distance, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

However, she has seen a lot of this scenery along the way, and after last night's fire, she has no interest in visiting at all, and after stretching lazily, she dresses up under Ah Fu's service.

"Mother, I want to go to Fumanlou for breakfast." Doubao is dressed in a white Hangzhou silk shirt, with a red gold longevity lock around his neck, which is carved in pink and jade, which is very cute.

Qingyun couldn't help but hug it and kissed it fiercely, "Fumanlou is a restaurant, and breakfast is not provided, Song Mo, are you itchy skin?" Spotted Fuman Building? Don't think I didn't see that you secretly ate jade pot spring yesterday. ”

"Mother, what do you mean by secretly? I asked my father's permission, and he said I could taste it. ”

"Then tell me, is the jade pot spring delicious?"

Doubao tilted his head and thought for a while, "I think it should be delicious, but I prefer to drink sour plum juice." ”

"That's right, you're still a little doll who hasn't been weaned, what kind of wine do you drink? Be careful to drink your brain to the end. ”

"Mother scared me again, I won't be fooled."

The kid shook the nine links in his hand, "Look, I've solved this." ”

Song Qingyun was surprised, watching her son's little hands flying around, but she really untied the complicated nine links, she had never succeeded, this child, wisdom is almost demonic!

A few people had breakfast at the inn, and Mu Qingao heard that this inn was opened by Wei Daqiang earlier, so he decided to reduce the opportunity to show up.

But the purpose of their coming here is to supplement their daily clothes, and they can't sit in the room and invite someone to come to the door to tailor clothes, so Qingyun left Jinniang to take care of Guo's mother, she took Suyi, Ah Fu, Ah Lin and Ah Yun, accompanied by father and son, to the ready-to-wear shop.

As soon as I went out, I bumped into the person I didn't want to see.

However, Wei Daqiang came in dejectedly, and didn't notice a few people by the door.

And Mr. Hong Ya, who was sitting in Fumanlou, stared at the few people who came out of the inn opposite with wide eyes in horror.

Walking in the front, holding a little doll in his arms, isn't it his grandson who thinks about it day and night, thinking of his liver and intestines?

He was afraid of admitting his mistake again, so he hurriedly pulled Jiang Yijun and asked, "Do you see clearly?" ”

Jiang Yijun nodded excitedly, Mu Qingao's portrait was provided by Jiang Yiyuan, and a new one would be sent back every six months, but Mu Qingao led his troops to Beihu to suppress bandits a few years ago, and he didn't have time to make up for it, and the Jiang family's father and son had already carved Mu Qingao's voice and smile into their bones, and they would never forget it for the rest of their lives.

"Yes, Dad, I can see clearly, it's the person we're looking for."

"Good!" Mr. Hong Ya straightened his waist, stroked the beard on his chest, and smiled proudly, "Go, go home!" ”

"Back to ...... Go home? Jiang Yijun looked at his old father in surprise, didn't he recognize each other in the past?

"Of course, are you still going to stay here for dinner?"

"Dad, it's okay to eat dinner here." Jiang Yijun meant something, and Mr. Hong Ya pondered for a long time and nodded solemnly in agreement.

The number of people entering and leaving the restaurant gradually increased, in order to avoid trouble, Jiang Yijun asked for a private room on the second floor, and then whispered a few words to Mrs. Jiang, and the father and son went upstairs to rest.

Mrs. Jiang took her personal maid and a mother, followed behind Song Qingyun and the others, and entered the ready-to-wear shop with her front and back feet.

Mrs. Jiang has always lived in a simple house and rarely participates in gatherings between ladies, so few people in Taizhou Mansion know her, and she and the maid dress plainly, so no one came to entertain her after entering, which saved her embarrassment.

After experiencing so many turmoil, Song Qingyun had already dispelled the idea of wearing gorgeous clothes, so she chose some simple, sturdy ready-to-wear garments to buy.

Boss Gu and his brothers, in the battle of Wang Bashan, almost all the clothes on their bodies were almost complete, so each of them had two sets, the only regret was that they were not made to fit, so there would be big and small.

In addition, he chose two sets of clothes for Han Xuan, and the ones he chose became a big customer of this store, and the shopkeeper couldn't close his mouth, and he couldn't wait to offer Song Qingyun up.

Mrs. Jiang secretly looked at Song Qingyun, and saw that she was wearing a smoky silver Luohua silk yarn robe, wearing a simple bead hairpin on her head, a little powder, a soft step and a thin waist, her cheeks were condensed with new li, her nose was greasy and goose fat, and she fell calmly, like a nine-day fairy descending to the mortal world, and her beauty was incomprehensible.

The Jiang family also had a beauty, and Song Qingyun was not inferior to the immortal mother.

Looking at King Jing again, his eyes stayed on the beauty, smiling, no matter what the beauty said, he nodded and said yes, and he was bent on pleasing the beauties around him.

Dou Bao looked at Mrs. Jiang curiously, and since she came in, his eyes were burning at his mother and father.

Could it be that this lady knows her father and mother? So why don't they say hello and pretend they don't know?

Doubao slid down from Mu Qingao's body and beckoned to Ah Lin and Ah Yun.

"Let's go to the door to catch ants."

Mu Qingao agreed with a smile, letting Su Yi follow behind him, and he got into front of Song Qingyun like a dog, not knowing what to do.

Doubao soon came in from the outside again, holding his arms in plain clothes, leaning on the door frame, staring at Doubao for a long time.

I saw him staggering to Mrs. Jiang's side and tugging at her dress.

Mrs. Jiang leaned down excitedly and asked happily, "Little Master, what are you going to do?" ”

Doubao spread out his palms, "Look! ”

What to see? Mrs. Jiang moved her eyes with joy, and suddenly her scalp was numb, and she was frightened to take a few steps back.

Doubao was lying on his stomach with a bright green, fat big meat worm.

"Child...... Kid, throw it away. "She is over half a hundred years old, and her grandson is about the same age as Doubao, but she is not as naughty as him, how can she catch a worm and scare people!

"Madame is afraid?"

Mrs. Jiang nodded in horror.

Doubao handed the worm to Ah Lin behind him, after experiencing the turmoil in the prison, Ah Lin's heart was indeed strong, and he pinched the meat worm to death without panic, and threw it outside safely, and came back without changing his face.

Is this a demon? Mrs. Jiang looked at him in horror.

The more excited I became, this child's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to King Jing!

"Little master, who are you here with?"

Doubao pointed to the two men who were facing away from him.

"My dad and my mom."

"Young Master, what's your name?"

Dou Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, "Song Mo! ”

Don't have the surname Mu? Mrs. Jiang was a little stunned.

"Your father...... What's the last name? ”

Doubao's eyes became unfriendly, he looked Mrs. Jiang up and down, pouted and said.

"Does Madame want to marry the daughter of the family to my father as a concubine? I advise you to dispel your thoughts, my father will not take concubines. ”

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