In Gu Wenxuan's opinion, he is not even a showman, and he also learns from others to be vassal, so he is not smiling and generous, so he has to deal with it on the grounds of Wen Shu.

Da Jiang can understand why his third brother-in-law has no intention of wasting his energy to attend the party, and a large number of people say that it is better to study at home than to go against their will.

Daliang is still politically clear now, but the people still need to pay taxes, they don't want to live a life of relying on the sky to eat, and they are still serving forced labor at any time, and a little wind and waves can make a family collapse.

If you don't fight hard, you will become famous as soon as possible, and let the third sister hold on alone.

A person with a little conscience can't do it, and the third sister is still eating, drinking, and having fun.

However, there is no escape today.

Today's cultural society is a true meeting of friends with literature.

It is reported that several candidates originally wanted to leave for their home this morning, but postponed their trip due to the arrival of the capital meeting.

The birds that were released did not return until dark.

Zhou Banxia smiled at Gu Wenxuan and Dajiang fans, who were still "drinking high" a moment ago, and immediately entered the inner courtyard with their back feet without the spirit of being supported by the scholar.

"Brother-in-law, eldest brother, you are pretending to be too fake, how can two people drink high and not be drunk and crazy." Xiaohe shook his little head.

"It's insulting, and people who read don't get drunk."

"Really?" Xiaohe looked at Gu Wenxuan suspiciously, "Why is it different from what I inquired, why did I hear that there are still scholars who cry and laugh when they drink high at the literary meeting?" ”

"No way. That's a brain problem, a serious person who is crying and laughing outside, and losing the dead, right? is still a reader, and he is not a little milk baby. ”

"I, brother-in-law, why do I think you want to talk about me?

I'm not a little milk baby, I don't cry when I'm a child, our village knows it.

Brother, what are you laughing at, laughing again, I'm going to say you-"

Da Jiang hurriedly covered his younger brother's mouth, "You won, where does Ming'er want to go, you just have to speak, my brother will take you there, please." ”

Zhou Banxia laughed.

"Dajiang and I didn't drink much, and when we saw that they still wanted to go to chant poetry and have fun all night, we got wine on our clothes, and we drank high first and came back and got together later."

Zhou Banxia understood the meaning of Gu Wenxuan's words, the places where you can play all night are nothing more than those places where the wind and snow are blowing, and those places are not curfews.

No!

It cannot be said that there is no curfew.

No system can be implemented in full accordance with the Basic Law, and the curfew regime is no exception.

The Qinlou Chu Pavilion that burned the gold cave, the gate of the fang should also be locked on time, and the fang and the fang could not flow at night, but the fang didn't care about it.

It is said to be very lively, brightly lit, and noisy singing and dancing day and night.

Among them, there are three famous green buildings, and every time the hospital test and the township test are over, there is also a whole election oiran event.

The city will play.

When Dajiang Xiaohe returns to the east wing to rest, Zhou Banxia can be regarded as having the opportunity to ask Gu Wenxuan to inquire about which flower building girl will be the Oiran this year?

Gu Wenxuan was frightened, "How do I know, you know, I have accompanied you to a bar at most, I am a technology nerd, I am not as well-informed as you." ”

Zhou Banxia laughed, "Blame me for not making it clear, just like before the start of the college exam, the Oiran will also open the market." Really, don't be vain. ”

Gu Wenxuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "It's not that I said, daughter-in-law, don't be so frightening."

That time I almost fell into the crotch of my pants - it's not a thing () it's a thing (), don't you suspect that I have a relationship with that little Internet celebrity.

Wronged me, or did I deliberately take you to block Haozi and that little Internet celebrity-"

"Stop!" Zhou Banxia crossed his arms with a little weakness, "Then you still wronged me-" What's coming, it doesn't seem to be, Xuanzi still believes in himself very much.

"What did you wrong?"

"I didn't drink anything iced, and you always said that I had a stomachache when I drank it secretly."

That's right, it's wronged! Zhou Banxia glared confidently.

This baby, whatever! Gu Wenxuan couldn't help but chuckle out loud, and stretched out his hand to hug someone.

"Uncle, did they say that they want to go back with us?"

"They still won't say yes." Zhou Banxia put his arms around his neck and changed himself into a comfortable position to be held, "Said that they have been out for a few days, and they have to go back first."

When the time comes, I just happened to pass by my uncle's side to report the letter in person as soon as possible, and then go home early, so that the family can feel at ease as soon as possible. ”

"Where's Uncle Changping?"

Zhou Banxia remembered that Xu was nephew who went to the Lin Mansion today, Zhou Changping was embarrassed to go with him, and then found an excuse not to attend the cultural meeting, she couldn't help laughing.

"What do you say?"

"I said that the two of them should go back first, but Brother Li'er, my aunt said to stay by our side, we should be beaten, don't worry about being beaten."

Gu Wenxuan shook his head and smiled, thinking that Zhou Changping probably had no confidence in whether he could pass the hospital exam, otherwise he would definitely stay for a few more days before setting off together.

After all, they are different from the lobby uncle.

The fields in the two of their families have been rented out, and there is no need for Zhou Xiucai to rush back to the school to teach at home.

Gu Wenxuan could think that Zhou Banxia would naturally not be unaware.

Seeing that there were only two of them in the room at this time, she simply asked Uncle Lin what he said when he saw her Uncle Changping's answer.

"Okay."

Tsk, toothache, can't say a word very good!

In this way, it is almost as expected by Xuanzi, and there is only six or seven percent of hope.

"The problem is still in the last policy of affairs, it can't be said that it is not well written, it can only be regarded as decent, but fortunately, the policy that has been done in it is well written."

That's for sure.

After I did the question, I also went through Bai Juren and my uncle to review the axe, and then I could only write "okay", Master Lin's vision was too high.

Zhou Banxia nodded to show that he knew, and talked about the batch of fine linen and cheesecloth that he had asked Gu Youhua to negotiate recently, as well as the fact that Chen Mian had paid for the goods to Zhuangzi.

The reason why these fabrics are purchased in Zhendingfu is because the price here is much cheaper than that of Baocheng Mansion and Dingzhou Mansion, even if it is cost-effective, it is also cost-effective.

Zhou Banxia had mentioned this matter to Gu Wenxuan before.

With the increase in manpower, it is definitely not appropriate to buy many daily necessities in the current season.

Like this batch of thick fabrics.

There are many benefits to buying at one time, and there are many benefits to large quantities.

Not only is the price more favorable, but things are stocked up in the workshop warehouse early, which can also stabilize people's hearts.

After all, which subordinate is unwilling to follow the master of benevolence and righteousness, and he is worried about freezing them early in the autumn, but he didn't expect that there are still a lot of Chen Mian.

This has to be said that Youhua has a good ability, and when he negotiated with the weaving workshop, he set his sights on the merchants who delivered the goods to the weaving workshop.

said about how many people there are, how much cotton a year is about, and then asked for all the old cotton in the other party's inventory, and this year's new cotton is also booked.

It's June now, and the cotton harvest is almost finished in October.

When the time comes, the other party will send it directly to our village together with cottonseeds. It's more, and I'm not worried. (End of chapter)