Chapter Twenty-Three: First Come, First Come
After returning home, the more Jin Minyu thought about it, the more she held her breath, the girl she finally fell in love with was actually Cheng Jinyan's cripple, with his current virtue, what could he do? The best cabbage makes the pig arch.
"Go, give the master to the Chengfu to keep an eye on, if the girl goes out of the mansion alone, immediately report it to my son."
"Yes, Childe!"
This is a matter of fact that the gang of little guys under his hands have done a lot, but they are not familiar with it.
It's a pity that after waiting for more than half a month, I didn't see Rong Jin leave the house, let alone alone, Jin Minyu waited and waited, and her patience was almost exhausted, but she didn't go out to cause trouble for many days, and the Jin Mansion didn't know how much it stopped, Master Jin and Mrs. Jin were a little surprised.
"Young master, haven't you really caused trouble these days? It's not that I've caused any trouble, I'm afraid ......"
"Back to the master, the son has never left the house recently, so he really didn't cause trouble."
Jin Minyu's personal servant is eager to defend his master.
Jin Minyu's father, Jin Shoucheng, was deeply surprised, but Mrs. Jin was not very happy: "Master, Yu'er wants to grow up and be sensible, how can you doubt your son so much." ”
Jin Shoucheng blinked, with a tangled expression of wanting to believe, but afraid of empty joy, it was really his son who impressed him too deeply, and for a while, he really couldn't believe that his own son who was in trouble and was extremely stubborn suddenly "changed his ways".
It's really an ancestral virtue!
"Madame, what's the matter, I'm not happy, Yu'er has learned well, that's the best thing, master, I'm happy, Jin Shui, go, take care of the son, go and send the inkstone in my study to the son."
"It's the old man......"
Jin Minyu still couldn't believe that his father actually sent him his favorite inkstone? A few days ago, he was still rushing to his father to come, but his father was reluctant to give it, how could he ...... this good one?
Jin Minyu looked inexplicable, and couldn't figure out what was going on, and the person who sent it out suddenly had a reply.
"Childe, that Rongjin girl, she is out of the house, and now she is in the West Street vegetable market."
Jin Minyu then remembered that there was such a thing.
"Let's go...... Go to West Street. ”
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Let's talk about Rong Jin.
I don't know what kind of evil wind is blowing early this morning, and Cheng Da Shen has to eat the drunken roast chicken of Fuhelou, the most famous on West Street, and he also pointed out that he wanted her to buy it herself.
Early in the morning, she didn't even eat breakfast, so she came out to buy roast chicken, and there was a long queue.
Seeing that the last one is about to be bought, I never wanted to expose it and kill a Cheng bite gold, no, it's a mad dog!
It's still the one I've seen.
The disciple who blocked the road in Yunshan Temple a few days ago and teased her.
There are five or six people who wear it, but they don't do anything.
"Huh! This roast chicken was bought by the son, and the price was tripled. ”
The shopkeeper of Fuhe Building glanced back and forth on the two of them, and he was quite a little unpleasant.
"Yo! Isn't this Jin Gongzi? The wind is blowing you......"
Jin Minyu hooked her lips and smiled: "What's the matter, the roast chicken master bought it, is it for sale or not?" ”
Rong Jin gritted his teeth and didn't turn over the yellow calendar when he went out, which was really unlucky.
"This son, have you ever heard that there is a saying called first come, first come."
The surname is Jin, I advise you to be kind!
It's a pity that Jin Minyu can't hear the complaint in her heart, and it's not the roundworm in her stomach, and even if she knows, she may not be able to follow her wishes.
Jin Minyu grabbed the roast chicken that she had just grabbed, waved her fan, and pretended to be chic: "My son only knows that silver is the last word!" ”