Feng Wei hadn't spoken yet, when the little girl's eyes saw Qinghe, her eyes flashed with amazement, and she pointed to Qinghe and pulled the woman next to her and said, "Mother, I want him to be my father." ”

Qinghe's face darkened, and the momentum in his body became even colder. Feng Wei looked at the woman next to the girl in surprise, this woman looked less than 30 years old, this daughter was so old? Is it the daughter of the confession? But these eyebrows and eyes are too similar, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are sisters.

This woman looks gentle and dignified, knowledgeable and reasonable, and her words are also gentle, she doesn't look at Feng Wei, and smiles directly and gently at Qinghe: "This son, my daughter's father, is the mayor of this town, and he has just reached the end of this year, and he has not yet married, if the son is interested in ......"

Qinghe didn't wait for her to finish speaking, took Feng Wei's hand, and walked towards the teahouse behind him.

The woman touched a nail, and the gentle look on her face couldn't hold back anymore, and the girl scolded loudly, stopped at the door of the teahouse, and said angrily to Shangqinghe: "What do you mean? Isn't my dignified mayor's daughter worthy of you? ”

Her eyes glanced at the hand holding Feng Wei, and her angry gaze looked at the smiling Feng Wei again, "Old woman, let go of my husband's hand." ”

As he spoke, he was about to pounce on him and tear away his hand, but he was kicked into the teahouse by Qinghe, if Feng Wei hadn't stopped him, it was estimated that the child would have died of anger.

The woman ran to the girl's side and cried, "Daughter, are you alright?" Don't scare your mother...... Whining. ”

Tea drinkers stopped boiling tea and looked at this side, and some good people even whistled and watched the play.

Feng Wei looked at all this calmly, how familiar this scene was, if it weren't for the change of protagonist, she would have thought that this was Zaohua Village. But I've seen people robbing people's women, but I've never seen people robbing people's men, this is too rampant, and I don't see if I have the ability to surrender Qinghe, so I want him to be a husband?

Thinking about it, Feng Wei felt a little funny, but she also laughed. The cold wind was swishing on her side, and when she turned her head and saw the frost on Qinghe's face, she smiled awkwardly: "Your peach blossom luck is not bad, and this child is also very beautiful." As soon as she finished speaking, her hand was clenched tighter, as if it was about to be clipped, and she bared her teeth and grinned: "Pain, pain, my hand is going to be cut off by you." ”

Qinghe's hand loosened, and the aura on his body was slightly restrained: "I don't like her." ”

Qinghe's voice was heavy, implying some kind of storm, and almost everyone in the entire teahouse heard his voice. When the mother and daughter heard his words, their faces turned pale, but they were soon banned by anger, and the girl was not seriously injured, and after hearing Qinghe's words, she jumped up, pointed at Qinghe and scolded: "You barbarian, if you don't still have a bit of beauty, I wouldn't have taken a fancy to you, and I dare not put the City Lord's Mansion in my eyes, you wait, my father will definitely not let you go." ”

As she spoke, she turned to her mother and said, "Mother, you go back to your father, I am here to guard them." ”

The woman hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded, "Daughter, be careful, my mother will come over as soon as she returns." ”

The woman walked to the door, and saw Feng Wei and the two blocking the door, leaving no gap, she frowned and looked at Qinghe's eyes, a flash of horror flashed, and she had to look at Feng Wei: "What?" Are you afraid? Don't want me to go back and call someone? ”

Feng Wei sneered, she had never been afraid of anyone, not to mention that she was still a mayor who was nothing, in ancient times, the mayor was not even a sesame official, at most he was just a subordinate of the sesame official.

She pulled Qinghe and walked to the second floor, the shopkeeper of the teahouse was a discerning person, and when she saw that Feng Wei and Qinghe were dressed elegantly but not like ordinary products, they were definitely not clothes made of fabrics that could be produced in this town, so she gave Xiao Er a look, and Xiao Er, who was watching the play, came back to his senses and led the way for Feng Wei.

Everyone saw that there was no drama to watch, and they all continued what they had not done before, and the teahouse suddenly became lively again, leaving the mayor's daughter alone standing in the middle of the teahouse, and no one paid attention.

She stamped her foot in hatred and ran upstairs, and the shopkeeper did not stop her when she saw it, but her eyes were full of contempt.

The mayor's family doesn't have a good reputation in this town, although the mayor often does good deeds, but it can't erase the fact that he likes boys and girls, which everyone hates, even the children don't let go, it's simply intolerable, and doing too many good deeds can't fill this hole.

Although there are many good people in this world, there are also many bad people, and there are not a few people who are in the Yin family, so this is also the reason why the Yin family can still exist in this town.

Although there are no private rooms on the second floor, there are cubicles, which are separated by a screen, but one side is open, and as soon as the two of them sat down, the mayor's daughter sat down in the cubicle opposite them, looking at them with fierce eyes.

Feng Wei didn't care, Qinghe didn't care about it even more, Xiao Er didn't care anymore, he diligently introduced all kinds of tea for Feng Wei, and he couldn't wait to hope that Feng Wei would taste all the tea in the store.

The girl on the other side snorted coldly: "Xiao Er, give me a pot of white hair tips." ”

This white hair, Xiao Er also introduced it just now, this is a rare tea species even in the palace, and even the little bit of tea in their store is inferior, and the good tea is sent to the palace.

When Feng Wei heard the word "white", he drew an equal sign between the white hair tip here and the modern white tea. Although she has never drunk this kind of tea, the military camp has spread this white tea to the gods, and the whole country produces so many catties a year.

She doesn't like to drink tea, but for a while she was obsessed with drinking tea to lose weight, so she learned about white tea, due to limited funds at the time, she didn't try this white tea.

"Xiao Er, come two pots of white hair tips."

Xiao Er's eyes flashed with surprise, the more guests consumed, the more he got a commission, a pot of white cents is 1000 taels of silver, two pots are 2000 taels, and if he gets a commission, there are almost 10 taels of silver, which is comparable to his income for a year.

"The guest officer waited, and the villain immediately brought two pots of white-haired tea."

The girl on the other side saw that Xiao Er actually ignored her words, and was angry: "Bold minion, you don't listen to Miss Ben!" ”

Xiao Er was happy about the money he was about to earn and didn't care about the girl's tone, and said with a smile: "Miss, wait a minute, your white hair tip will be sent soon." "I got five taels of silver, so why laugh more.