Minghui came to his breath and walked around the house several times.

Why can't she let her make her own decisions?

When my father is alive, it is my father who calls the shots.

My father is gone, and my eldest brother is in charge.

Even the second and third brothers have the right to speak, and the only thing is the opinion of her, the party, which can only be used for reference.

Minghui was angry, and walked in with a look of hell on her face.

"Miss, the five sons in the shop are here to deliver the goods."

"Five sons? Deliver goods? What to send? Minghui was so angry that she didn't react for a while.

Not late stared at his eyes, with a look of disbelief: "Wuzi is here to deliver incense, and the incense in our shop is the same, just like last time." ”

Last time?

Which last time?

Minghui's head, which had been overwhelmed by resentment, became clear again.

"Someone else buys incense in the shop and asks Wuzi to send it over?"

Wuzi is a small errand in the flower thousand incense shop, who is responsible for delivering goods to guests.

Nodding his head like a chick pecking rice: "Mmmmmmmm ”

"A guest surnamed Huo?" Minghui asked again.

"Uh-huh, Huo, Huo, Huo, surnamed Huo." It's not too late to nod his head, like a big Fu with a spring on his neck.

"For me?" Minghui asked again.

Don't be late to say, in addition to you, the old lady Yun lives here, who else can it be given to if it's not for you?

But you can't say that.

"Maybe it's for the old lady, the slave and maid go and ask the old lady to see if it's true."

Before it was too late, she was about to go out, and Minghui hurriedly stopped her: "Don't bother your aunt and grandmother, take the incense, let the fifth son go back, don't delay the business in the shop, by the way, the fifth son didn't ask why you are here?" ”

The address of Yuexiu Hutong, the people in the incense shop don't know, after all, they still don't know that the real owner of Hua Qianbian is the eldest lady of the Ming family, but the face that is not too late, Minghui has used it several times, so it is not too late for the fifth son to see it.

Not late was a little proud: "I said that I changed the owner and came here to serve the old lady." ”

Well, when Minghui remembered her previous life, she was a very honest and honest girl no later or later, why did she come now when she opened her mouth to talk nonsense?

It's definitely not for her to bring it bad.

Waiting until it was too late to bring in a box containing incense, Minghui estimated, well, the rich man is still very generous, and it is eight hundred taels.

Anyway, where did Huo Yu get so much silver?

Ming Hui thought back to what Master Ming had said, the house where Huo Yu lived was also left to him by his grandfather, Old Doctor Feng, and most of the money he spent had nothing to do with the Changping Marquis Mansion.

Is Flying Fish so profitable?

No wonder the world mentions Flying Fish Guard, just like jackals, tigers and leopards, let's not talk about the things that Flying Fish Guard did, just talk about this silver, Ming Hui didn't believe that Flying Fish Guard's Yu Lu could be much higher than officials of the same grade.

Black-hearted money, it's all black-hearted money!

Minghui's originally suppressed resentment instantly turned into anger.

These incense sticks are made by her and her incense workers, and they can't be wasted, Minghui will put these incense away without delay, and let Wang An send them back to the shop tomorrow, so that Cui Niangzi can re-enter the account and continue to sell.

Last time, she also operated like this.

Thinking that she had made another extra profit, Minghui's mood was much better, and then she lit a cage of pure heart incense, and Minghui's anger and resentment finally dissipated.

Saying that Huo Yu actually invited the craftsman of the Xu family, originally Minghui only cared about complaining and didn't think much about it, but now that she settled down and thought about it carefully, she suddenly felt a little surprised.

Whether it was in her previous life, or when she retired from her relatives in the broken temple four years ago, Huo Yu's impression on her was that of a warrior, like a sharp blade, ready to fight at any time.

To put it mildly, it's like a good-looking crab, waving big pincers, opening its teeth and claws, you come to provoke me, you come and provoke me, see if I don't kill you.

That's right, that's the impression Huo Yu gave her.

This is the initial impression and the deepest.

The first impression between people is very important, the first time I see him is a kind person, then I see him fighting with others, and I will also be self-conscious

However, he thought that someone must have provoked him, and he was forced to fight with someone.

If you see a vicious person for the first time, then when you see him being trampled underfoot, you will clap your hands and applaud, look, this wicked person also has today, and I won't even think about it, this time, this person is the one who is being bullied.

Huo Yu's first impression of Minghui was bad.

In his previous life, because of his carelessness, Mingda died unexpectedly.

In this life, although Mingda survived, Huo Yu's domineering attitude made Minghui very disgusted, not to mention, what he brought to Minghui was not only coercion, but also bone-chilling pain.

So much so that in the next few years, as long as Minghui thought of him, her back would hurt unbearably, and then spread to her whole body.

Moreover, that time in Luoyang, Minghui did hurt, and she almost suffocated in pain.

Because of that time, even the love of picking persimmons in Yunmeng Mountain was also offset.

Ming Huizai thought about it carefully, and I have to say that what Huo Yu is doing now, together with Huo Yu in the mouths of Master Ming and Master Ming San, is completely different from her cognition.

Minghui was stunned for a moment, could it be that this Huo Yu can act, how many faces does a person have?

It's not Minghui's cup bow snake shadow, because she herself is a leader.

Thinking of this, Minghui immediately came to her senses.

Huo Yu was not in Feiyuwei, he changed to the Xiaoqi Battalion, was it the same in his previous life, did the arrow that was shot into the back of the heart come from Huo Yu?

She was still trying to find a way to investigate this matter a few days ago, and now the opportunity is right in front of her.

As long as she inquired, after Huo Yu left the Flying Fish Guard, whether his hand crossbow was handed over or kept by herself, the murderer in his previous life would be found halfway.

Minghui asked Duoduo to call Wang An, Wang An lived in the inverted seat room in the courtyard, waiting for the door, and he was the first to know what was going on at night.

Wang An trotted over, he was very satisfied with his current residence, Wang Ping wanted to move in with him, but he ruthlessly refused, he lived alone in two rooms, plus a gatehouse, three, three rooms were his.

"You go and inquire again, where Huo Yu lives, how many people he brought, and where he has been today."

Last time, Huo Yuming only had an entourage of cabbage on his face, but Minghui could be sure that the Feiyuwei who was selling cold powder outside the alley and pretending to be a vendor was 100% brought by him.

Wang An didn't come back until late at night: "Huo Gongzi lives in Zaoshu Hutong, but the cabbage has been to Fumanlou, I have inquired with the guys from Fumanlou, and today there are two guests from the capital who came in, two sons in their twenties, and three entourages with them." ”

Chapter Ninety-Three: Another Eight Hundred Taels