Li Zhao handed the letter to Uncle Biao, and the red paper on it was pasted on the envelope, and it was written by Uncle Biao himself, but Li Zhao's eyes squinted, looked at Mrs. Han, and then nodded on the top of his head, which meant that he was taller than her.

Uncle Biao took the envelope and immediately covered it with his wide sleeves, and then said with his lips: "To Han Che?" ”

Li Zhao bowed his head.

Uncle Biao was puzzled, then looked at Li Zhao's calm eyes, and nodded and said, "Uncle believes in you." ”

Li Zhao said: "Then Uncle Biao, I'm gone, I don't know if there will be a chance to come back next time." ”

Uncle Biao said: "Don't worry, I will take care of your father and Mingrui, don't come back if you have nothing to do, what is your home?" ”

Li Zhao: "......"

This old man, but then again, in the end, is a close person, although he misses her, but he hopes that she is safe, and only if he comes back less can he be safe.

The horse cried, Li Zhao didn't say anything more, and waved his hand: "Uncle, Chunsheng, I'm leaving, goodbye." Then he got into the carriage without looking back.

Uncle Biao and Chunsheng waved excitedly at the carriage: "Goodbye." ”

When the car moved, they slowed down the movement of the wave at the same time, and the smile on the corner of their mouths gradually flattened, and then they all disappeared.

The two said softly, "Take care." ”

***

On the way back, the seats were still the same, and when the carriage drove out of the street and got on the straight official road, Yang Houzhao tilted his head and looked at Li Zhao.

His eyes were full of scrutiny, and he stopped talking.

Li Zhao bit his lower lip and said with a smile: "Long live the lord, why do you look at me so much?" It's like I've done something bad. ”

"Didn't you do anything bad?" Yang Houzhao pouted.

Li Zhao shook his head: "No, of course not." ”

Yang Houzhao said: "You were so anxious to leave when you came out of the account room, I was not happy to see you, why are you suddenly happy again?" That's what it looks like when something bad happens. ”

Of course she was happy, according to Mrs. Han's temper, knowing that Yang Ning wanted to be a teacher, she would definitely make trouble, because Yang Ning had an influence on Han Che, so Yang Ning had to weigh this mother-in-law.

As for whether Yang Ning will be a leader in the end, do his best and obey the destiny of heaven.

Anyway, her plans are going well, of course happy.

Thinking about it this way, Mrs. Han, who was forced to cry on the street, did indeed do something bad.

Li Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, this bad thing can't be said.

She shook her head and said, "Just happy, scolded the enemy, are you not happy?" ”

Yang Houzhao pinched his chin and nodded: "It sounds reasonable, but I still don't believe it." ”

Li Zhao's eyes picked up: "If you don't believe it, you just don't have it anyway." ”

Yang Houzhao pointed to her eyes: "Did you see it?" This expression, yes. ”

I really know her, Li Zhao pursed his lips and smiled, then there is, there is, what can I do?

His wife's slightly crooked eyes were full of shrewdness when she smiled, and Yang Hou looked itchy and couldn't bear it, and said in a threatening tone: "Say it or not?" ”

Li Zhao smiled naughtily: "It's just not." ”

Yang Houzhao squinted his eyes and said: "Not only is there a conspiracy, but it is also a conspiracy, and it has already succeeded." ”

Li Zhao: "......"

In the future, if her husband is not the emperor, they can go to the City God Temple to tell people's fortunes, and they will not die of hunger, and she is also sure that her conspiracy has succeeded.

****

On the street, there were still onlookers, Jin Hua went to pull the corner of Mrs. Han's clothes, and said cautiously: "Mrs., let's go home." ”

Mrs. Han was still immersed in Li Zhao's ridicule of her.

She worked hard in the camp, hoping that her son could have a good relationship and a help, but Yang Ning was going to be a leader.

Isn't that nothing? is really as Li Zhao said, it is not as good as Li Zhao's family, Li Chengyu does not have an official position, but the Li family has spare money, and Li Zhao's low status can still be handled by her.

Now that nothing has fallen, Li Zhao has become the queen, which is really her achievement.

Mrs. Han felt like the eighth king who fell into the stove pit, holding her breath and making a fire.

She looked at Jinhua and asked, "You said that I would give my uncle a divorce, can my uncle agree?" ”

Jinhua: "......"

It seems that the last one has only been retired for more than three months, and it has been withdrawn again? I'm going to get married.

She covered her left cheek and said, "Uncle is the most filial, and he listens to his wife for everything." ”

Mrs. Han nodded like pounding garlic, yes, her son listens to him the most, and he has to withdraw from his family.

She pulled Jin Hua and said, "Hurry home." ”

Jin Hua pointed to the package scattered on the ground: "Madam, we didn't take anything." ”

Mrs. Han lowered her eyes and saw that there was red paper pasted on it, which were all wedding things carefully selected by herself for her son to get married, but the relatives were all retired, where could they be used.

She was anxious and said, "No, no, go home." ”

If you don't get married, what's the use of having something to celebrate?

Jin Hua opened her mouth wide: "Madam, this is your thing?" ”

Mrs. Han said hatefully, "How is it? Mine, no, no. ”

"Okay, okay, okay." Jin Hua nodded again and again, looked down at those things again, and pinched the face where she was beaten, it hurt, it hurts, it hurts, it means that it is not a dream.

But my wife said she didn't want anything? A thread has to be prevented from stealing people, so many things are not needed.

Jinhua looked up at the sky, there was red rain in the sky, right? No, it's sunset.

Mrs. Han: "......"

She was so angry that she called out to the maidservant: "What are you rubbing? I don't know if I'm in a hurry? Go home. ”

The wife must be crazy, and Jinhua is so frightened that she hurries to follow.

The old man who pulls the shadows of everything at sunset, the boxy kraft paper wrapped in the street surrounded by everyone, lying around, looking a little lonely, people around are talking, really don't want it?

Three breaths came, and the hoarse but brutal tone came: "If I don't take it, I won't take it?" Take it, for nothing? This subordinate is really not a thing, a loser. ”

This voice is exactly the same as the scolding voice of Mrs. Han Cai.

As soon as the voice fell, Jin Hua squatted down to pick up the package, yes, it was they who came back, how could Mrs. be so stingy and stingy, how could she be willing to throw new things.

There are too many things, no one helps, Jinhua can't lift it, one after another, this one picks up and that one falls......

Mrs. Han scolded on the side: "What a stupid ......"

But she just didn't help, Jinhua thought, and Mrs. shouldn't be as anxious as she thought.

The outside is still bright, but looking at the rows of side rooms, it is dark inside, and it is about to get dark, Mrs. Han finally returned home, opened the door, turned back to Jin Hua and said, "Come in quickly, I don't know if I'm in a hurry?" ”

Jinhua's whole body was wrapped, no matter how she carried it, she panted: "The slave is here, here ...... come"

When Jinhua returned to the courtyard, Mrs. Han said, "I'll go to find the uncle, you put the things for me, throw them away, and ask for you." ”

After saying that, he twisted his hips and went to the main house on the east side.

Jin Hua looked at the back that was dyed dark red by the sunset, lowered her eyes aggrievedly, and muttered, "Don't forget to scold me in such a hurry." ”