"E-niang, you and Ama have prepared enough. I'll leave the shop to my brother. I really went to the field, but it was inconvenient to bring too many things, so it was better to keep it simple. Zhao Furong said.

"Yes. But what should be given to you, Eniang will not be less. Even if you are going to go to other places soon, the happy house is still in the Mao family, and there will never be no place to put things. Mrs. Zhao thought for a while, and said, "The shop is still for you." E-Niang will help you take care of it, save all the profits for you, and come to E-Niang to pick it up when you return to Yangzhou in the future. It's also a savings. If Ming Xuan wants to have a great development in officialdom in the future, he will have to spend a lot of money. ”

"E-niang, you're thinking so far." Zhao Furong couldn't help laughing.

"How can you not want to be far away!" Mrs. Zhao put her arms around her and said, "People have no long-term worries, and many things are not prepared in advance, and it is easy to go wrong when they come to them." It's always a good idea to plan ahead. ”

"Well, my daughter remembers." Zhao Furong nodded obediently, knowing that this was Mrs. Zhao teaching her life experience.

The mother and daughter of the Zhao family are talking considerately, and Mrs. Zhang has already gone to the garrison to reply.

The Chen family was sure that the Zhao family would agree. Seeing Mrs. Zhang come in with a smile on her face, her heart became more steady.

"Fortunately, Mrs. Zhao will respond in one bite today." Mrs. Zhang said with a smile: "This is Miss Zhao's birthday, Mrs. put it away." ”

As she spoke, she handed the purse that Mrs. Zhao had given her just now to Chen.

"I'm sorry for you!" Chen took it and smiled.

"I'm not working hard at all." Mrs. Zhang smiled: "According to my years of experience, the two of you have already had a tacit understanding. I'm just helping out with errands, and I don't have to work hard at all. ”

Chen also laughed, but still stuffed a big purse to Mrs. Zhang, and said, "Then it should be your errand fee." When it's time for the wedding, I'll invite you to drink thank you for the wine! ”

"It's my pleasure!" Mrs. Zhang said with a smile.

After sending Mrs. Zhang away, the Chen family took out Zhao Furong's birthday and took a look at it, and then stuffed it back in.

At the dinner table that night, Chen told Mao Chengyun and his son what the Zhao family had promised.

"Then the lady is going to hurry up and close the eight figures." Mao Chengyun smiled: "Let's marry our daughter-in-law as soon as possible." ”

"I don't need you to rush, I know faster." Chen smiled: "I'll go to Sanqing Temple tomorrow!" ”

"E-niang, I'll go with you." Mao Mingxuan spoke on the side.

"Hmm. I was going to have you with me, too. You're okay right now. Chen said.

Mao Mingxuan smiled, the tips of his ears were a little red.

"Then I'll ask a craftsman tomorrow to renovate and paint Mingxuan's house." Mao Carrier Road.

"And the gate of our house!" Chan reminded.

"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" Mao Cheng nodded, "That gate should have been repainted a long time ago!" ”

Then the couple started the big discussion mode of preparing for marrying their daughter-in-law.

Mao Mingxuan silently had dinner on the side, and went back to the house first with a red face.

On the grassland, Bai Lu's snort did not affect the man and woman who were kissing more and more intensely.

The eighth master's entire body was covered by Mao Tongtong, and the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together. When Mao Tongtong felt the changes in the eighth master's body, he suddenly woke up and subconsciously pushed the eighth master.

Only then did the eighth master let go of Mao Tongtong and held his body panting slightly.

Mao Tongtong's cheeks were crimson, her eyes were foggy, and her chest was slightly undulating.

For a moment, neither of them spoke, only the sound of each other's slightly heavy breathing was heard.

Bai Lu slowly paced over with a leisurely step, and snorted again.

Mao Tongtong turned her head to the side uncomfortably, avoiding Bai Lu's gaze.

"Tongtong is shy?" The eighth master laughed.

Mao Tongtong pursed her lips and did not speak.

"Tongtong was very enthusiastic just now! Why is this so cold? The eighth master laughed again.

"Master!" Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master, and said coquettishly: "This is broad daylight!" ”

"What are you afraid of, and no one will see it." Eight Masters said.

Mao Tongtong glanced at Bai Lu, who was standing next to him, and was silent.

"Bai Lu can't speak, but when she sees it, she sees it!" The eighth master couldn't help but laugh.

Mao Tongtong glanced at the eighth master again.

"I think Tongtong thought about it just now." The eighth master lowered his head and whispered in Mao Tongtong's ear: "I'll go back to you at night." ”

Bah! Mao Tongtong took a sip in his heart, this person is really good at reversing black and white! It's clear that he just picked it up. This would say that she wanted to!

Of course, she would never admit that she actually enjoyed it just now!

Seeing Mao Tongtong turn his head and ignore her, the eighth master chuckled twice, stood up and sat up.

"It's getting late, it's time for us to go back." The eighth master looked up at the sky. The sun is getting hotter, and it's supposed to be lunchtime.

Mao Tongtong stood up with a red face and straightened his clothes and hair.

The eighth master looked at it for a moment, and reached out to pluck off a few grasses on her head. If you meet someone on the way back, seeing that Mao Tongtong has grass on her head, she will definitely make up a bunch of things in her head.

On their way back to the camp, the two met no one. It was lunchtime, and everyone ate in their tents.

The eighth master and Mao Tongtong went back to the camp tent, washed their faces, and then began to eat.

The banquet in the evening was a pure man's banquet, so Mao Tongtong could not participate with the eighth master. But when she thought about what Badama said today, she couldn't help but itch in her heart.

"Qingzhu, you said that if we sneak over and see, will we be discovered?"

"Gege, it's cold at night, you better not go out." Qingzhu persuaded.

"Well, that's all I said." Mao Tongtong spread his hands. Of course she knew it wasn't in order. It's just that the gossip heart makes her want to move.

But it was really boring to sit there, and Mao Tongtong said to Qingzhu again: "Bring me the book I read halfway." ”

"Gege, wait a minute." Qingzhu went to pick up a book for Mao Tongtong.

She couldn't write or embroider when she hurt her hand, and she could only read.

At the dinner, Kangxi and several Mongolian princes had a good conversation, and all the princes also drank with them.

The prince sat at Kangxi's bottom, then the eldest brother, the third master, the fourth master, and the fifth master, and the seventh, eighth, ninth and tenth masters sat opposite.

There are still singing and dancing performances in the middle of the venue, but everyone is talking, and there are not many people watching.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano in the arena stopped, the dancers retreated, and a masked woman in a red Mongolian robe appeared in the center of the field.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on this woman.

The sound of the piano sounded again, and the woman began to dance to the sound of the piano! In every gesture, Miaoman's figure is fully revealed.

Suddenly, a clear singing voice sounded, and it was the woman who danced and sang!