With the idea given by Su Mo, almost half of the people in the county knew that there was a new food shop in the county that opened on August 20.

What is it called Malatang, the taste is good, and there are activities three days before the opening, and tea is given for free.

By the time of August 20, Li and Chen Heyun had never stopped.

The village school in Luoshan Village was also selected, and a slightly quieter place was selected, not far from Gu's house.

When Fang Shi got the news, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled mockingly.

There is a father and a daughter, but unfortunately, there is no good reward for good people in this world.

Disdain is contempt, he still approved the request of Luoshan Village to establish a village school, and thought that he had also been favored by Su Zhiyuan back then, so he immediately wrote a letter, planning to find a master for this village school.

He stuffed the letter into an envelope and placed it on his desk, "Eleven, take it and have it delivered to the prefect of Yaozhou."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark shadow came down from the beam, quickly took the envelope, and then left through the window.

Eleven is the private soldier of the fourth prince, who follows Fang Shi as a servant during the day, and lurks on the beam of the house at night.

Of course, Fang Shi knew the true intentions of this person from the day Eleven arrived at his side.

The bright side is protection, but in fact it is surveillance, as long as he dares to be disobedient, the soft sword at his waist will cut his throat or pierce his heart.

But in the end, it is a martial artist, and it is not difficult to hide some things.

For example, Su Mo is not only the person who proposed soil quality improvement, but also Su Zhiyuan's daughter......

Fang Shi's indifferent gaze stared at the flickering candle flame with a vague expression.

At the end of August, the hospital examination list was released, Wang Tongsheng was successfully admitted to Xiucai, and the royal patriarch was overjoyed and called on the clansmen to open an ancestral hall to worship their ancestors.

He originally wanted to hold a banquet to celebrate, but Wang Tongsheng was unwilling, saying that it was better not to do it in a big way than 100 days after the death of Mrs. Wang.

When the royal patriarch heard this, he was a little unhappy, thinking about how long their Wang family had been looking forward to this great event, but because...

Alas, what a bad luck.

Mrs. Wang's mother-in-law's brother also came to Wang's house and gave a lot of good things, as well as money.

The meaning of the words is that although the princess is gone, the relationship between the two families is continuous, and in the future, Wang Tongsheng will also contribute to the same as if he wants to take the exam, and he will be prosperous and rich at that time, don't forget to pull them.

Wang Tongsheng asked Xiao Liu to serve tea, and said a lot of good things, Wang Pozi's maiden brother was not satisfied, but Xiao Liu secretly took a sip in his heart.

Hypocrisy.

The county seat is Hufu.

Wang Yingying was covered in brocade, half-lying on the chaise longue in extraordinary clothes, yawning slightly, and tears welling up in her eyes.

"Lin Lang, okay, no."

Hu Yanlin was sitting not far away, holding a paintbrush in his hand, and his brows furrowed when he heard her delicate and charming voice.

In those dark eyes, a stone was thrown into the originally calm water, he put down his paintbrush and looked at Wang Yingying with cold eyes.

"Don't move."

Wang Yingying didn't seem to hear the coldness in her words, stretched lazily and coquettishly, and got down from the chaise longue.

She stepped on the ground barefoot, and the bell at her ankle made a crisp sound with her footsteps, and every time she clicked, it seemed to fall on Hu Yanlin's heart.

….

He looked at this face, which was seven points similar to his biological mother, and a little confusion flashed in his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, Wang Yingying was already sitting in his arms, and the pair of softness painted with Danko rose up along the placket of his clothes.

"Lin Lang, the night is long, how can you waste ......?"

Wang Yingying whispered in his ear, then lowered her head slightly, and gently bit his Adam's apple.

Hu Yanlin snorted, his eyes were slightly heavy, his body was tense, and his breathing was slightly short.

He reached out, hugged her waist, and walked behind the screen.

Wang Yingying couldn't stop laughing, her jade arm wrapped around his neck, and she took the initiative to kiss him on the lips.

village

Soon there was a sound of joy, and the maids in the house all lowered their heads and closed their ears, obviously accustomed to it.

In the ear room next door, Master Hu, who was paralyzed in bed, listened to the unbearable movements, his face was hideous, and a pair of cloudy eyes glared at the roof, eager to pierce them.

"Mix... Mix... Bastard thing"

He said these words with difficulty, and then he was so angry that he rolled his eyes and fainted.

After seeing the little guy in his house, he went out very calmly, and after a while, a doctor walked in and gave Master Hu an injection.

I don't know how long it took, when the cheerful sound ended, the maids lowered their heads and brought the prepared water in.

That's when the steward came.

"Master."

Hu Yanlin played with the jade pendant in his hand, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "What's the matter?"

"Madame's father was admitted to Xiucai, can the house give gifts?"

Hu Yanlin's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking.

Wang Yingying withdrew her hand from Hu Yanlin's abdomen, she lowered her eyes to cover the hatred in her eyes, sat up, and picked up the clothes that had just been thrown aside at random and put them on.

Then he picked up Hu Yanlin's clothes and threw them on him, threatening without any lethality:

"Don't give it, I said I broke off the relationship, but now if it's a gift, I don't know if I think we want to build a relationship."

Seeing her angry appearance, Hu Yanlin raised his eyebrows, reached out to pull her into his arms, lowered his head and took a deep breath on her neck.

"Did you hear Madame?"

"The old slave understands."

When the housekeeper outside heard this, he raised the position of the new lady in his heart.

Hu Yanlin looked through the screen and saw that the person had not left yet, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

"Something else."

The butler coughed lightly, "The county magistrate is here, look at this..."

Isn't it time to go out and meet guests?

Hu Yanlin didn't seem to hear it, his hand reached into Wang Yingying's clothes, and his fingertips rubbed over her delicate skin.

"Heh, Rare Guest."

Withdrawing his hand, he patted Wang Yingying lightly, and waited for her to get out of the way before sitting up.

"Bring someone in."

The housekeeper was slightly stunned, but he didn't dare to say anything, lowered his head and retreated.

Hu Yanlin got up from the bed, tidied up his clothes, and his expression returned to a cold look, as if the concubine just now was an illusion.

"It's getting late, so it's better for the late lady to take a bath and change clothes, and rest early."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at the maid beside him.

"You two, send Madame back to the house."

This house is naturally Master Hu's room.

The two maids who were pointed out responded and walked up to Wang Yingying's side: "Madam, please."

Wang Yingying glanced at them sideways, went out expressionlessly, and entered the ear room next door under the gaze of the maid.

This courtyard was originally Master Hu's residence, and the ear room was a bathroom, but since Wang Yingying married in, Master Hu was sent to live in this ear room.

Separated from the bathtub by a screen, Wang Yingying pampered her with Hu Yanlin at first, and complained about it, but she was almost strangled to death.

Since then, she has understood what the bottom line of the pampered and arrogant scale is.

Wang Yingying looked at Master Hu lying on the bed, pulled the corners of her mouth, and showed a mocking smile.

The maid quickly brought hot water in, Wang Yingying took off her clothes, stepped into the bathtub, and the hot water wrapped her whole body.

The cold eyebrows and eyes in the depths of her memory came to her heart, and she gritted her teeth and scrubbed her body fiercely.

I like that after death, I became the cannon fodder mother of the three protagonists

Sui years old