The advantage of long legs and long hands is that every chopstick of Nan Huaixin hits Nan Qichen's eyes.

The bright colors crashed into Nan Qichen's eyes again and again. By the time of the third chopsticks, Nan Qichen finally couldn't help it.

Sister or something, I can only let it go first.

"Why are you eating my phoenix and wearing gold clothes! Nasty brother! You go to eat jade jade fans and eat Sixi dumplings! Seeing that Nan Huaixin had no tendency to stop his chopsticks at all, Nan Qichen hurriedly stood up and pressed Nan Huaixin's chopsticks with chopsticks.

But he can't compare to the other party's dexterity at all.

One chopstick, another chopstick!

Nan Qichen had no choice but to use chopsticks to snatch the remaining phoenix clothes by himself.

The competition between the brothers at the dinner table did not arouse the disgust of Mrs. Wu.

She really intended to discuss Nan Wanwan's marriage, so she said to Su Zhaoning: "Chen Sheren's eldest son is Dali Temple Sicheng, who is exactly four years older than Wanwan, and he is an upright young man. I see that although this official position and family background are lower, our family doesn't need our daughter to fight for something back. The door is lower, but it is easy for Wanwan to master. ”

"Grandmother." Nan Wanwan called weakly in a voice beside her. Although she knew that her words would be ignored, she said, "Grandmother, I don't want to get married." ”

Old Taijun Wu really completely ignored Nan Wanwan's opinion, and continued: "Get rid of this family, in fact, there are still several. None of Gu Zhongshuling's three sons had ever married a wife. The eldest son is a fourth-grade, the second-son is a fifth-grade, and the third son is a fourth-grade. There are still two young masters in the Gu family who have not yet entered the official career. In the long run, this one has a bright future. ”

"But I always felt that their family was righteous, but their temperament was a bit easy to be normal. Wanwan is not such a strange character, I'm afraid she won't get along with the Gu family. ”

Mrs. Wu's words made Su Zhaoning secretly envious in his heart.

Mo said that it was her own family with many daughters, that is, other families may have fewer daughters, and there are few who choose sons-in-law so seriously.

Pick a daughter-in-law who is carefully selected and thoughtful little by little. chose a son-in-law, but either looked at his family background or his future. Like Mrs. Wu, there are really very few things that have been taken into account.

Su Zhaoning looked at Nan Wanwan with a smile in his eyes.

In addition to envy, she is more joyful. How can it not be happy that a close friend who cares for her can be happy.

Nan Wanwan also knew that her grandmother was good to her, so although she didn't want to marry each of these people. But she still didn't directly dismiss her grandmother's kindness.

Wu Lao Taijun is still counting the treasures: "Zhou Shangshu's eldest son Ruoshen is a good child. It's his mother, Bai, who is a powerful one. I am always worried that such a mother-in-law treats her daughter-in-law harshly. ”

Speaking of Zhou Ruoshen, Mrs. Wu asked, "Zhaoning, I heard that there is a sister in your family who is married to the son of Tuesday?" How was Mrs. Zhou? ”

Mrs. Zhou's Bai is indeed a powerful character.

But the Zhou family, the most important thing is not the Bai family's temperament.

Thinking of Zhou Ruoshen, who came to ask him several times because of Chen Tianyang, Su Zhaoning had a headache.

This person is really not suitable. But the reason is that I have courted myself, isn't this okay?

Fortunately, Mrs. Wu jumped on the others after a while: "I think another Zhou Shilang is also good." Zhou Xuanlin Zhou Shilang, the Ministry of Rites. Zhao Ning saw his sisters in the eldest princess of Chaoyang? His father was ......"

Zhou Xuanlin, Mrs. Wu said it several times without being so detailed, and Su Zhaoning also knew it.

When it comes to this Zhou Shilang, Su Zhaoning is also a little indescribable.

This Zhou Xuanlin squire was moved by Su Zhenyi.

Is this appropriate?

Is it appropriate to say that he liked his sister?

Su Zhaoning suddenly felt that the entire capital circle was really small, and it seemed that it was these people who were turning over and over.

In fact, the capital is not small, but there are not many young men of the right age who can enter the eyes of various parents.

Nan Wanwan lowered her head and never interrupted Mrs. Wu's words. She listened to her grandmother who had already read more than half of the young talents in Beijing, and she couldn't tell what she was expecting.

It seemed that her grandmother should have said something, and someone else had to say it.

It's just that Mrs. Wu seems to have no intention of discussing candidates. She directly concluded: "I think these people are all negligent. Marrying someone is a woman's new life, Wanwan must choose someone who will take care of her for the rest of her life and be good to her. So, we have to go for direct contact. ”

I didn't expect Mrs. Wu to be so open-minded at this age.

Su Zhaoning smiled and agreed: "It's best if grandmother can think like this." Zhaoning really feels that marriage is still not to be listened to. ”

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu suddenly felt that this eldest granddaughter-in-law knew her mind very well. She nodded and replied, "So on the twenty-eighth of this month, you led Wanwan to the Drunken Immortal Tower." Secretly observe Chen Jialang's conduct. ”

"Yes." Su Zhaoning smiled and responded.

She didn't notice that Nan Qichen, who was ostensibly continuing to grab vegetables with Nan Huaixin, moved her ears when she heard this last sentence.

Nan Xiaobawang remembered - twenty-eight, drunken immortal building.

Today's dinner made Nan Xiaobawang remember the Drunken Immortal Building, let Nan Wanwan know several of his candidates, made Nan Huaixin more sure of his wife's good luck, and also made Mama Zhao see Su Zhaoning's increasing favor with her own eyes.

is not only favored by the Marquis of Dingyuan, but also favored by Mrs. Wu.

Mama Zhao became more and more anxious, and the rumors in the house became more and more intense.

Pozhu's death seems to be no rumors on the bright side for the time being, but all the subordinates of the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion still remember in their hearts that there was a first-class maid named Pozhu.

I remember that the maid offended the new Mrs. Hou, and I remember that the maid died in the end.

Mrs. Chen remembered this even more.

It wasn't that she deliberately remembered it, but that others reminded her to remember.

The twenty-second of this month happens to be the birthday of Pozhu. A subordinate's birthday is something that no one would bother to remember. But the day of Pozhu's death was also twenty-two.

Although the months are different, the same day of life and death always makes people feel a little chilly.

On the 22nd, the mother-in-law in the kitchen was cooking and eating, and at the same time peeping at Mrs. Chen.

Mrs. Chen felt the gaze of these people and was annoyed by it. She simply asked, "If there is anything you want to say or ask, just tell me." When I go and bring food to my wife, you won't have a chance to say it. ”

"Sister Chen, is this going to arrange any length or short?" A sharp-toothed woman in the kitchen asked.

Mrs. Chen was stumped by this sentence. She stroked down her chest a few times before she spoke: "I don't have anything to say. But who wouldn't be surprised that you've been looking at me like this for a few days? ”

"If no one knows, he must not do it." The mother-in-law glanced at Mrs. Chen, and immediately turned around.

Mrs. Chen was annoyed for a while. She turned her head to meet the last panicked gaze at the door.

She stepped out to look, but the owner of the gaze ran away.

Mrs. Chen's eyes fell on the other party's back and figure, and she was already ten percent sure who the other party was.

"Stop! Pinyin! Mrs. Chen shouted.

The other party is going faster and faster, faster and faster.

Mrs. Chen couldn't bear it anymore, so she hurriedly went to catch the other party in person.

When Lian caught up with each other out of breath, Mrs. Chen and her had already arrived outside the small kitchen.

Mrs. Chen pinched the other party's ears and dragged her back to her room.

"What to run! What to run! Mrs. Chen looked at her daughter, the little maid in the past, with a displeased face.

The little maid quickly hid in the corner, looking at her mother with a frightened face.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her daughter's feelings, Mrs. Chen hurriedly softened her voice and asked, "Do you have anything to do, tell your mother." Don't be afraid. ”

The little maid listened to such gentle words, and her previous fear suddenly turned into grievances. She cried out: "I heard from other maids and sisters in the house that if you provoke Mrs., you will lose your life." ”

Mrs. Chen took her daughter into her arms and comforted: "Phew, there is nothing to do." Madame is not a man-eating beast, how can she ask for human life at every turn? ”

The little maid looked up at her mother, and there was still fear on her face.

She asked Mrs. Chen in a low voice: "Mother, tell me, did you really kill Sister Pozhu?" ”

"Who said that!" Mrs. Chen didn't expect that there would be such outrageous rumors in the house. She asked, raising her voice.

At this time, in front of Su Zhaoning, there was also a little maid kneeling.

The little maid burst into tears, talking about her mother's nurturing grace to the helplessness of her younger brother, from the poverty of the family to the hardships of these years.

"Madam, there is really no way for the slave. The slave also knows that it is not in accordance with the rules. But the slave's mother, really, the doctor said that she was afraid that she would not be able to do it...... The slave's father died when the slave was three years old, and the slave and her younger brother have always been brought up by their mothers......"

The little maid had tears on her face, and she sobbed: "The slave maid was sold to the Hou Mansion, and the slave maid knows her identity." The slave doesn't dare to expect to be able to go back for a long time, but I hope to be able to go back even for a day......"

Su Zhaoning said: "Needless to say, I will grant you leave." You can go back. ”

The little maid didn't expect things to go so smoothly, she raised her head to look at Su Zhaoning, and said, "I, my home is far away." It is a three- or four-day journey out of Beijing. If the slave and maid go, it will probably take nearly ten days to go back and forth. ”

"It doesn't matter. Go back. Atractylodes, pay her a month's silver in advance. Su Zhaoning commanded.

The little maid was immediately moved.

Su Zhaoning also added: "You don't have to worry, come back when your mother is well." I'll give you a one-month extension. After a month, if you want to postpone, you have to write back first and talk to Baizhu about it. ”

The little maid went out with a thousand thanks.

And this matter, in fact, is a complete trap. The person who wants to design, except for Su Zhaoning, is Su Zhaoning.