She couldn't see this kind of crying scene in her life, so she quietly retreated and buried her flowers.

Walking a few feet away, she could still hear Zhao Feng convey Yang Xiangliang's words softly. Feng Lingshan listened and sobbed even more.

......

Feng Lingshan grabbed Zhao Feng and asked her husband about everything before he died, and only let him leave when he was happy. At this time, Feng Qingying also cried so much that she couldn't cry anymore, and she couldn't say much to him.

Zhao Feng's mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief as the little guy moved away from the garden.

This teacher's voice is a little high, and the firepower is a little fierce, and he seems to understand a little why Master Yang left home. After walking a few feet, he saw the woman standing in the corner and gnawing on an apple, crunching, crunching, and the sound was very crisp.

It was the first time he had seen a girl in the city eat apples so heroically, but he still called out politely, "Miss Nine." ”

Miss Nine swallowed the apple in her mouth, and then glanced at him: "In the past, I only said that men bleed and did not shed tears. ”

What was written in her eyes was disgust. The tears in the corners of Zhao Feng's eyes were not dry, his face turned red when he heard this, and he said in a low voice: "I'm smiling." Subconsciously stretched out his sleeve and wiped it.

Miss Nine just said in passing, and then she threw the apple and came over.

She was only a foot away from Zhao Feng, so close that he could count her eyelashes. Zhao Feng was uncomfortable and wanted to retreat, but he heard her voice as thin as a gnat: "Tomorrow you can help me write two more letters." ”

"Ah, good, good!" Zhao Feng hurriedly responded. Obviously, she didn't want the little guy on the side to hear it, so she kept her voice so low.

But at this time, someone not far away shouted: "Zhao'er!"

It's a female voice, and it's a little sharp. Zhao Feng was slightly startled, turned his head to look, and saw another noble lady standing outside the covered bridge, older than Feng Lingshan, in her forties, her eyes were full of displeasure.

Miss Nine pursed her lips, and then turned her head and called, "Mother." ”

The lady beckoned to her, "Come here." ”

Only Zhao Feng heard Miss Nine in front of her sigh softly, and then she shrugged her shoulders at him: "Slow down and don't send it off." ”

Zhao Feng nodded at her and hurried away.

The women of the Feng family, why are they all so ...... But at this time, he realized that Miss Fang Caijiu was so close to him, why didn't he smell her fat powder aroma?

No aroma, clean, nothing.

Then he snorted to himself: "It's out, why do you want to smell the girl?"

......

Miss Nine walked up to the noblewoman: "Mother?"

She was half a head taller than her mother, and the noble lady looked up at her, and her momentum subconsciously weakened: "Who is that?"

"The disciple of the third brother-in-law. Miss Nine saw her mother's blank face and added, "The third brother-in-law died, and he sent the relics over." ”

The lady said softly: "Her husband has not returned for ten years, and he has gone like this." ”

Miss Nine patted her arm: "The world is impermanent, don't be too sad." "She's very open to these things, and rarely sentimental. But having said this, she thought of Zhao Feng again.

With tears streaming down his eyes at every turn, he really doesn't look like a man.

"Oh, it's not good for you to say this at home!" Seeing her heartless appearance, the noble lady couldn't help but correct her, "By the way, you went to see the eldest young master of the Ding family that day, what happened to the family? I asked twice, but the Ding family didn't squeak, and finally came to the news, saying that you were hearty, and that Young Master Ding was introverted and inappropriate!"

The lady understood as soon as she heard it, what was inappropriate, this is the Ding family thinks her daughter is not good, she didn't like it, but she was angry!

"Not much!" Speaking of this, Miss Jiu's face suddenly lengthened, "Young Master Ding is too short, I thought I couldn't see it when I rode a big horse." I'm sorry, but I don't have bad eyesight. ”

The lady couldn't help but laugh.

"Before I could dislike him, a strong wind blew on the shore, and everyone laughed and leaned back, including me. Miss Nine was also a little embarrassed when she talked about this, "The person surnamed Ding probably thought I was laughing at him, so he shook his face and left." ”

She laughed unreservedly at that time, stretched out her hand and pointed at Young Master Ding and couldn't speak, as if she saw an unprecedented joke, but she didn't blame people for being angry.

However, if Young Master Ding didn't have low self-esteem and self-esteem, why didn't he say a word and ran away? After all, he was also at fault?

"What's the wind that makes you laugh!" the lady was angry and funny, "you can find such a reason for being lazy?"

"It's true. Miss Nine's face sank, "I suspect that someone has used supernatural powers on the shore. Later, when I went up to the embankment, I saw several men lying on the ground, all foaming at the mouth. Thinking that they were cast a spell, we just suffered a little aftermath. ”

Seeing that she said something serious, the noble lady will be suspicious. However, although she has not been with her daughter for a long time, she also knows that she is a character who does not say anything, and she has no habit of talking about it.

These supernatural things are too far away from her to be cared about. At the moment, she was only worried about one thing: "What can I do about this? Young Master Ding, you don't like each other." It's only been half a month since I came back, which son-in-law can you see?"

Miss Nine rolled her eyes: "In my mother's eyes, he and I are all the way?"

"He can't even compare to a single hair of you! Don't talk about him, there is no one worthy of the noble son in the entire Chunming City!" the noble lady sighed, "But at your age, hey! Besides, getting married is not your top priority, otherwise why would you come back!"

"Trouble!" Miss Nine crossed her arms in front of her, also showing annoyance, "If I just stay in Chunming City for a longer time, it's best not to go back for the time being." ”

The lady suddenly came to her senses: "Is it possible, is it okay?"

"Of course—" Miss Nine dragged out her tone, "No!"

"What can I do!" the lady wilted. Her daughter is so good, but she has to worry about her family, God is not blind!

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The closer to the Shangsi Festival, the better the business of the Zhaofeng Lantern Shop. His lamp making is meticulous and interesting, and many people are attracted to it without realizing it.

The day was busy until noon, when he had time to sit down and have a hot cup of tea. Selling five lamps in the morning, he was in a good mood, and Huang Da came to play in his store, and he didn't invite his friends to eat vegetable and meat buns together, so he simply invited Huang Da to look at the store, and he fried a small pot of hot and sour chowder when he got to the back, plus an ant on the tree, and a braised tofu cabbage.

Those who do a small business here have to be careful about their budgets, and where can they afford to eat in a restaurant every day? Most of them have to save money by themselves.

When he eats in the township, there are no taboos, and there are all kinds of pigs and cattle in this pot, which are considered fishy, these are much cheaper than meat, and they can be swept back a lot for a few pennies in the vegetable field.

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