Zhao Fuling's face was serious, as if she was thinking about something big.

After a while, he said, "Cousin Jin, I still like Li Jingmo, at least leave a place for him." In the future, the relationship needs to be balanced in the court, and it is impossible to say that there will be marriage......

Zong Jin's face became more and more stinky when he heard this, and finally he couldn't help but get up and scolded, "Zhao Fuling, don't go too far, I haven't thought about ......it yet."

Zhao Fuling looked at him and said calmly, "My name is Liu Fuling now, don't call Cousin Jin wrong in the future."

Mrs. Zong's eyes were scraped with a knife, and Zong Jin died down in an instant.

Zhao Fuling also said: "The twisted melon is not sweet, I am a few years older than my cousin, so I am not in a hurry."

Mrs. Zong didn't think so, and directly decided: "It's so decided, tomorrow Zhuangzi will prepare for you to get married." The wedding was scheduled for the 28th of the next month, and it was a good day. There are so many people in Zhuangzi, which is enough time to prepare."

Zhao Fuling: "......"

Zong Jin stood up in surprise: "Grandmother, this?"

"Don't speak." Old Madam Zong said with a solemn face, "I will discuss this matter with your father and mother, and I believe they will not have any opinions. Ling girl has been back for so long, and when she becomes a family, she will start to take over our Zong clan, you are young and a man, you can delay, she can't."

What else could Zong Jin say, he only felt that he couldn't decide on marriage, and he was angry and angry.

Zhao Fuling was stunned for a moment, but calmed down.

Sensing Zong Jin's reluctance, she nodded obediently: "Okay, but Cousin Jin and I have become a relative, and you will have to listen to me in everything in the future." And I can't be the only man like him, my grandmother still has to explain this to my uncle and aunt, otherwise the family will be hurt in the future."

Mrs. Zong had already heard too much of Zhao Fuling's words, and she didn't know if she was brainwashed, or if she also took this kind of thing for granted in her heart, so she nodded very calmly.

"Don't worry, grandmother will be in charge. You are the only girl with courage and ideas among the descendants of our Liu family, and grandmother will naturally fully support you."

Zhao Fuling smiled sweetly: "Thank you, grandmother."

Mrs. Zong's stiff face finally became much kinder, and she was still angry, and knocked Zhao Fuling's forehead in a very intimate posture: "You ghost girl."

Zong Jin looked anxious and angry next to him, but because of the face of the old lady Zong, he didn't dare to vent it.

He sat on the side with his face puffed up, listening to Zhao Fuling and Mrs. Zong talking.

The two had already talked about marriage, and after chatting, Zhao Lingling talked about choosing a maid for Liuyue Palace today.

The matter of re-selecting servants and family members was actually mentioned by Mrs. Zong on her own initiative.

The Zhuangzi of the sect is big, and there are many people, and there are even more people who hide their thoughts secretly.

In the past, many people coveted Zong Jin's status, so they kept inserting nails and eyeliner around him, or spending a lot of money to buy the manpower in the six-room courtyard.

Now that Zhao Fuling is back, she is like a pure white paper, too easy to paint on it, and too easy to be targeted.

So Mrs. Zong simply waved her hand and bought someone back from outside.

The slaves of the Zong family are either this person's henchmen or that person's eyeliner, if they are really sent to the Liuyue Palace, Zhao Fuling's Liuyue Palace will be a leaky sieve everywhere.

Mrs. Zong spoke, and Yingxia went to do it on behalf of Liuyue Palace.

Today's matter is done, and Zhao Fuling has to report as usual.

When it came to the nursing home, Zhao Fuling leaned on the side of the old lady and said, "Grandmother, today there is a nursing director who is extremely handsome, and his fist and foot skills are also good, I have promoted him to the leader."

If these words were said in front, Mrs. Zong couldn't say that she had other thoughts in her heart, and she tried her best to find out about Shen Chi's life experience.

But Zhao Fuling said it now, and she only felt that she was a good man, and she fell in love with other people's faces.

Sure enough, before Mrs. Zong could speak, Zong Jin had already gotten up angrily: "How can this be reasonable? You...... Zhao Fuling, you are shameless, we are still there

Before you get married, you're starting to look at wild men again."

"Grandmother......" Zong Jin looked at Mrs. Zong aggrievedly, "Look at her, how can I marry her for someone like her?"

Mrs. Zong slapped Zhao Fuling behind her meaningfully: "You girl, what are you talking nonsense? Comfort and comfort Jin'er."

Zhao Fuling stuck out her tongue, sat up to Zong Jin, and said, "Cousin Jin, don't worry, no matter how many people come later, your position is absolutely unshakable. It's just a nursing home, I mean, I don't have anything else to think about."

It's okay not to say this, but after saying that, Zong Jin's eyes were red with anger, and he also knew that it was impossible for Mrs. Zong to support him, so he simply turned around and left angrily.

After he left, Mrs. Zong pinched Zhao Fuling's cheek again: "I know that he is not teasing, and he is still deliberately saying these things here."

Zhao Fuling laughed: "Grandmother can see it?"

"If you are so careful, Jin'er, a stupid boy, can't see it." Old Madam Zong said, and nodded Zhao Fuling's forehead again, "You bad girl."

Zhao Fuling leaned beside her with a smile, looking well-behaved.

The ancestors and grandchildren talked for a while, and the old lady of the sect still kept Zhao Fuling to eat before sending the people away.

When everyone in the room had withdrawn, Mrs. Zong sighed and said, "This girl is indeed smarter, smarter than her mother."

Miao Lan smiled beside her and comforted: "At least Miss doesn't plan to hide it from you, just because of this, the old lady's favoritism and teaching during this time have not been in vain."

Old Madam Zong nodded, with a smile on her face: "That's right."

The person she sent out to find out the news had just returned last night. The news brought back is similar to what Zhao Fuling said today.

At that time, when she heard that Zhao Fuling and Li Jingmo had feelings, Mrs. Zong was so angry that she didn't fall asleep for most of the night. After thinking about it, he thought about making a family affair for Zhao Fuling and Zong Jin as soon as possible.

Women, as long as they become in-laws and marry, most of their hearts are settled.

However, Zhao Fuling's performance today made Mrs. Zong very satisfied. Regardless of whether this girl's attitude is true or not, since she admits it, she is also willing to marry Jin'er, so there is nothing else to mention.

When the time comes, she will really recover the Liu family, what is a Li Jingmo?

All the beautiful men in the world can choose for her!

Mrs. Zong closed her eyes with satisfaction, Miao Lan tucked the quilt for her, and when she was about to retreat, she suddenly heard Mrs. Zong say to herself: "It's okay to have some weaknesses, if this girl keeps showing such a shrewd and strong appearance, I will not be sure."

Miao Lan paused, and suddenly reacted.

Zhao Fuling's good male color turned out to be what the old lady was willing to see.