This grandmother clearly looks gentle and amiable, and her eyes are smiling and shining with the bright brilliance of the Mid-Autumn Festival, why am I so nervous? This guy is more nervous than talking to the second lady. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiao's palms were covered with a layer of fine sweat, and he muttered in his heart.

Chunqing was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Qiao's was borrowing money to prepare a dowry for Song Jingwen!

No wonder Qiao's face has so many dark circles under her eyes, it turns out that Tian gave her such a big problem.

It's really hard for her, why did she think of herself here?

Chunqing didn't dare to call the shots about this matter.

After all, there are too many things involved in this marriage, and she doesn't know if Song Hui has any special arrangements, in case she recklessly agrees, how can it affect Song Hui's arrangements.

Chunqing was thinking about how to avoid Qiao's and go to the study to discuss with Song Hui without Qiao's heart feeling embarrassed or embarrassed that she had been away for a long time, let alone let Shen Zeming have an opinion, so Bai Lu walked in with a bang.

Bai Lu walked straight to Chunqing without squinting, glanced at Qiao's with slippery eyes, leaned over to cover Chunqing's ear with his hand and whispered, "Grandma, the prince is looking for noodles in the kitchen!" ”

This time, she was really whispering, especially very low.

It's not that Bai Lu has changed her nature, but there are really guests there, she is worried that her voice will be heard by Qiao's if she opens her mouth to beg for noodles to eat.

The eldest grandmother doesn't do much, how can there be more to give her, besides, she is a second room!

After speaking, Bai Lu mysteriously straightened up and glanced at Qiao's.

was clearly talking about a bowl of noodles, but Bai Lusheng's performance turned into two senior international agents connecting, and they didn't look like they were doing good things.

Chunqing rolled her eyes and glanced at her Marilyn Bailu.

Bai Lu suddenly stopped whispering deafeningly, and Chunqing was really a little unaccustomed to it.

However, it was really said that Cao Cao Cao was here, and just thinking about discussing with Song Hui, Song Hui came back.

"You sit down for a while, I'll take care of something and I'll be back soon." Chunqing got up with a smile, turned her face to Qiao Shi and instructed Bai Zhi, "Serve Aunt Qiao well." ”

Qiao Shi rubbed his palms and got up with a dry smile and watched Chunqing leave, "Don't worry, don't worry, you are busy first." ”

Why did the fat girl in front of my grandmother look at me like that? Qiao's heart was uneasy, could it be that the second lady or the second lady had some kind of moth and was caught by the grandmother's maid?

But don't!

You are out of the moth to harm people, but we are quiet, in case the grandmother hates the house and Wu, and does not lend me money, who will I cry to.

Qiao Shi sat there silently in his mouth, reciting Guanyin Master Rulai Buddha Monkey King Tongtong Manifestation, but don't have any accidents.

Bai Zhi looked at Aunt Qiao like this, and suddenly felt that her eyes were dark.

This Aunt Qiao is sick, right? Why did the skin of the mouth tremble so much, and the eyes rolled wildly.

When Chunqing rushed into the kitchen, Song Hui was looking for noodles in the cabinets covered with ashes, of course, he was standing there neatly and brightly, directing a mother-in-law in the kitchen to look for the cabinets with ashes.

"Lord Shizi, the eldest grandmother has really made so much, and she has eaten it all, and the old slave can't find it even if she rummages through the kitchen!" The mother-in-law was about to be forced to cry by Song Hui.

This is a very reasonable person in this world, why is it so difficult to serve today, where can she go to conjure this noodle for him.

If it was ordinary noodles, she would just make another bowl, but it was made by the grandmother herself, how could she have that ability!

And, even if there is a leftover, whoever is crazy will not hide the noodles in the top cabinet that this mouse can't get up.

As soon as Chunqing came in, the mother-in-law was like a bullied child who saw his mother, and swooped to Chunqing, moving faster than the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain.

"Grandma, tell the prince quickly, there is no left noodles left."

And Song Hui's movements were not inferior to that mother-in-law, and he stood in front of Chunqing in two big strides, "Do you still have the noodles you made early this morning?" ”

His eyes were scorching, as if Chunqing was a bowl of noodles that had been added to the marinade and were waiting for him to move his chopsticks.

Chunqing raised her hand and motioned for the woman to go out.

"Didn't I bring you a big bowl? Not full? Chunqing looked at Song Hui suspiciously, looking like a hungry wolf who hadn't eaten for a few days and nights, and couldn't help but wonder.

When the mother-in-law escaped from the kitchen like an amnesty, Song Hui gritted his teeth and said, "I was eaten by Shen Zeming's kid." There was hatred in his eyes.

That kid spoke clearly with a smell of buns, but he didn't even eat up the soup left, which was too unkind.

"I knew that I would have sent two bowls." Chunqing shook her head, "There are no noodles, but there is still millet porridge made in the kitchen early in the morning, you can eat some first." ”

Chunqing didn't think much about it, just thought that Song Hui was very hungry.

Song Hui glanced at the golden millet porridge placed next to him with great disgust, and said arrogantly: "I want to eat noodles." "This millet porridge can be compared to the noodles made by my daughter-in-law.

Burst!

Seeing Song Hui's big man of more than one meter and eight meters in front of him, but with a child's temper and coquettish appearance, Chunqing couldn't help laughing, but Qiao's was still waiting in the flower hall, Chunqing didn't want her to wait longer, and directly skipped the topic of Song Hui.

"Aunt Qiao came to me to borrow money, and she is sitting in the flower hall at this time." Chunqing went straight to the point, "It should be that the second aunt asked her to pool the money to make a dowry for Jingwen, but she couldn't take out so much, so she came to me and lent it to her?" Chunqing looked up at Song Hui.

Let's talk about noodles, why did we pull out Qiao's to borrow silver, this Qiao's is really not the right time to come, you can't wait for my daughter-in-law to make me another bowl of noodles and you come again!

Song Hui sighed heavily in his heart, glanced hopelessly at the cold stove at his feet, and had no choice but to stop thinking about the delicious noodles.

"Borrow, after all, Jingwen is going to marry the fourth prince, and you and her may have to move around frequently in the future." Song Hui said.

The fourth prince really ascended the throne, Jingwen is the future queen, this line still has to be maintained, not to mention that he can't delay Jingwen in order to embarrass the Tian family, and let people look at the jokes of the Zhenguo Mansion in vain.

"Anyway, you are a rich man, and you have silver." Song Hui's eyes flashed with a sly light, and he said with a smile: "Take out a little bit of the silver you stole from your second aunt and it's enough for her to use." ”

Song Hui's ridiculous tone was as if Chunqing had robbed Tian's silver.

Chunqing glared at him hatefully, "I thought that I would make noodles for you to eat after Aunt Qiao left in a while, but now, hmph, I won't do it." ”

After that, Chunqing proudly held her waist and turned away.

Song Hui was left alone in the same place to look up to the sky and wail, what kind of sin did he create, why did he tease his daughter-in-law with many mouths and tongues!

When Chunqing returned to the flower hall, Qiao's mouth was dry and cracked because of his pious chatter, and when he saw Chunqing coming in, he immediately got up and greeted him with a smile: "You're back." ”

Seeing that Qiao Shi became this ghost after a while, Chun Qing was startled, and nodded at Qiao Shi with a smile to let her sit and talk, while looking at Bai Zhi with his eyes, his eyebrows twitched, and Chun Qing used his soul to communicate with Bai Zhi.

What happened?

Bai Zhi's mouth trembled, and the slave didn't know it!