"Grandma Hui, it is the barren mountain on the north side of Qingquan Mountain, that is, the Zhuangzi bought by that mysterious nobleman!"

Wang Qifang's purchase of the grange was carried out in private, and no one knew about it except for herself, Mama Zhao and the Chen brothers and sisters, as well as the county government master and the general manager who handled it.

Qifang and Mama Zhao didn't want to attract attention, so they decided to handle it quietly, of course, they wouldn't tell outsiders. As for the Chen brothers and sisters, although they did not sign a death contract with Wang Qifang, they also signed employment contracts of different lengths, in which the owner is in charge of everything, and they dare not easily reveal the master's secrets. As for the main book and the general secretary, they got a lot of windfall in vain, and they obeyed Wang Qifang, the owner of the gold, and they would be tight-lipped about the things that others explained when they saw a lot of silver.

Therefore, the villagers in the vicinity all know that the Zhuangzi and Barren Mountain in Qingquan Village have been sold, but none of them know which noble person the buyer is.

Zizhu and Aster are both little girls who have just been bought, and the rules have not yet been learned, and they are only in awe of their masters, and they are not yet loyal, Wang Qifang and Mama Zhao can't treat them as their own people for the time being, and they won't easily tell them anything confidential.

Therefore, Zizhu is completely from the perspective of a bystander, watching the lively gossip:

“…… Young grandmother, listening to the spring flowers in the front yard, Mrs. Wei of Zhuangzi next door had also thought about buying Qingquan Mountain before, but she was worried that something had just happened here, one was unlucky, and the other was afraid of trouble, so she was hesitating, and the noble man from other places made the first move. Now that I have dug up a hot spring, I am not sure how to regret it! ”

After all, the little girl is young, and her temperament is originally out-of-the-box, so she has an unusual preference for gossip in the countryside. As long as Mama Zhao walked out of the small courtyard with her front feet, Zizhu slipped out of the gate with her back feet, and probed around. Since she came to Qingyuan Villa, in just a few days, she has already had a hot fight with the maids, strong men and tenant mothers-in-law in the front yard and backyard, and she can hear a lot of new things every day.

Although it was a little noisy, Wang Qifang found that with such a small speaker, she didn't seem to be isolated from the world. For this reason, she did not stop the little girl from running around.

"Hehe, it's Mrs. Wei again!"

After listening to the little girl's "news" today, a vague thought flashed in Wang Qifang's heart, but the speed was too fast, and she didn't catch it for a while. Then she heard the title "Mrs. Wei" again, and couldn't help but look down at the clothes that had just been completed. Hmm, this dress seems to have been ordered by Mrs. Wei, who is always slow to shoot, right?!

"Young grandmother, what did you say, the slave didn't hear it!"

Zizhu seemed to hear the young grandmother muttering something "madam", but her voice was too small for her to be very clear.

"Well, it's okay," Wang Qifang shook her head with a light smile, and ordered: "Zizhu, do you go to the front yard to see if Sister-in-law Feng is at home, if she is here, please invite her over, I have something to look for her!" ”

"Hey, got it, young grandma!"

Lisuo agreed, and the little girl made a non-standard salute and ran out in a hurry.

It didn't take long for Qifang to finish the old hen soup stewed by Chen Xiaomei, and Zizhu led Qianniang to the small courtyard.

"Qianniang has seen the young grandmother, the young grandmother is fine! Young grandma, are you looking for me? ”

It is said that since Mama Zhao came to Qingyuan Villa, Qianniang has rarely had the opportunity to meet Wang Qifang. It stands to reason that if you don't see each other for a few days, people won't change much. But when she saw Wang Qifang, who had a ruddy face and a demure expression, she was still taken aback - is this radiant young grandmother sitting on the kang still the down-and-out abandoned woman she saw a few days ago?

Surprise flashed in her eyes, but her face did not show it, Qianniang folded her hands on her waist and bent her knees slightly, and greeted Qifang. Of course, it would have been more perfect if her tone had been more natural.

"Sister-in-law Feng doesn't have to be polite," Qifang put down the porcelain cup, took out a handkerchief and pressed the corner of her mouth, and motioned to Ziyuan, who was waiting behind her, to bring over a burden on the kang cabinet, "This is the clothes you asked me to make last time, just because I have a lot of things at hand, I was a few days late, and I didn't delay my family's use!" ”

Ziyuan is only one year older than Zizhu, but she is mature and sensible, and she also learns the rules from Mama Zhao, and she also learns faster and masteres better than Zizhu. Hearing the master's command, she took the burden unhurriedly and handed it to Qianniang with both hands.

"This, this is?"

Obviously, Qianniang is also very busy these days, and she has forgotten to ask Wang Qifang to help make clothes. Confused, she took the burden and unbuttoned it, revealing a set of silver-red shirts, and the lace at the neckline reminded her, "Oh, look at me, I almost forgot about it." I said that when I went to the market a few days ago, when I met Mrs. Wei, she always pulled me to kiss and kiss, and asked her but didn't say anything, it turned out that it was for this dress! Hehe, young grandma, it's really hard for you! ”

Qianniang handed over the clothes to Qifang to make, with some pity. Unexpectedly, it was not two days before the abandoned woman who was desperately trying to earn money to support herself turned into a noble young grandmother again. First, there were loyal nurses who were busy, and then they bought two or three girls to serve......

Thinking of this, Qianniang suddenly remembered what her husband said to her last night, secretly pondered the wording, and cautiously tentatively said, "Oh, this is the girl that the young grandmother just bought, it's only been a few days, and her speech and demeanor have the demeanor of everyone, which is worthy of being taught by Mama Zhao herself." By the way, young grandma, why don't you see Mama Zhao? I heard the old Chen Tou of Zhuangkou say, Mama Zhao seems to be very busy recently, is there anything important about the young grandmother, if you can trust our iron pillar, you can directly order him to do it! ”

When Wang Qifang heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Qianniang who was smiling amiably with a bit of inquiry. Then he seemed to think of something, and the corners of his mouth rose into the arc of a smile: "Oh, it's not a big deal. When I left the house, I didn't have many things to prepare, and there were not enough people, so that outsiders could see them, and I didn't have to lose the face of the Wang family. Therefore, in the past few days, Mama Zhao has been busy purchasing things and training people! ”

"Oh, oh, that's the case," Hearing this, Qianniang remembered that the second young master of the Qian family had come to visit the young grandmother a few days ago, maybe that time Mama Zhao felt that she had lost face in front of outsiders, so she was busy decorating the façade. According to Qifang's words, after thinking of this possibility, Qianniang secretly blamed her husband for making a fuss - what did Mama Zhao often go out to be strange, and the Zhuangzi in Qingquan Village was bought by a mysterious nobleman, maybe there is some connection between the two.

If Wang Qifang heard Feng Tiezhu's speculation, he would definitely be named the Emperor of Truth, and he would applaud Steward Feng's shrewdness. No wonder the Zhao family has so many young children, her cheap husband only chose Feng Tiezhu, who is not amazing, to be the manager of the grange, just with this scheming and lively brain, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

In the afternoon, after sending the two little girls around her out, Wang Qifang hid in the space to take a nap. I don't know if it's her delusion, but when she is in the space, she always has a very comfortable feeling, and her tired body due to pregnancy will be completely relaxed and relieved. After realizing this, Qifang often took advantage of Mama Zhao's absence to go into the space to rest, drink tea and even pick cotton.

"Fortunately, the space has a magical preservation function, and these cotton can always stay on the branches," Wang Qifang slept for a while, and saw that it was still early, so she got up and went to the backyard of the wooden house to pick cotton, she looked at the white flowers still blooming on the branches, and felt a little sorry in her heart, thinking that such a good thing could not be promoted and used, and she couldn't help but feel distressed. So much so that every time she saw the cotton on the branches, she wanted to pick it off, and it was better if she couldn't promote it for her own use.

It's just that...... Well, in her previous life, she liked hand-spun fabrics, and Qifang also knew the traditional process of processing cotton. It's one thing to understand, it's another thing to be able to do things. Picking cotton is simple, and it seems to be a bit difficult to spin cotton into cotton thread and then weave it into cotton cloth.

Perhaps, Qianniang should know the processing technology of cotton. Somehow, such a sentence popped up in Wang Qifang's mind. She still remembered that when Qianniang saw the cotton seeds that day, her eyes flashed with excitement and surprise, so can it be speculated that she originally knew what this kind of seed was? If you know about cotton seeds, then you must have seen cotton and cotton cloth, right?!

Wang Qifang shook her head, "No, Qianniang and Steward Feng's attitude is unclear, and they can't easily leak the cotton to them." Also, What does she mean by what she said at noon today? Could it be that they are beginning to suspect Mama Zhao? ”

Spread the picked cotton on the ground under the porch of the wooden house, Wang Qifang's mind kept replaying Qianniang's expression and what she said, suddenly, she suddenly thought of a serious problem, and hurriedly went to the hot spring pool to wash her hands, and returned to the small courtyard outside.

"Zizhu, is Mama Zhao back?"

The more I thought about it, the worse it became, when Wang Qifang listened to Zizhu talk about "news", she had an inexplicable feeling, but she didn't pay attention to it at the time. Listening to Qianniang's words again, she finally figured out what that feeling was. Alas, it's been too long to be comfortable, why haven't you even thought of this?

"Qi Niang, I just came back, what's the matter?"

It was not Zizhu who responded to Qi Niang, but Mama Zhao who had just stepped into the yard. Through the window, Mama Zhao heard Qifang's call and walked a few steps quickly to the house, "What's wrong?" Qi Niang, what happened again? "Isn't it all good lately, Zhuangzi has bought it, the house is there, the girl and the servants are also being trained, everything is going well, why is Qi Niang still frowning and annoyed? !

"Mama Zhao, you come and sit," Wang Qifang saw that Mama Zhao's face was sweating, and hurriedly pulled her to sit on the edge of the kang, poured a bowl of tea and handed it to her, "Mama, I remember that I still have two uncles who are in-laws, do you know where they are now?" ”

"Uncle, uncle?" Mama Zhao drank the water in the cup a few sips, put down the empty cup and wiped the water stains on the side of her mouth with a handkerchief, "Qi Niang, why did you suddenly remember that the two uncles were here?" ”

"Alas, Mama, we have overlooked an important matter," Qifang sighed helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "With our current situation, buying such an eye-catching industry, if there is no tough backstage, only two helpless women can't keep it at all!" ”