Take a Husband for Farming

After hearing Hibiscus's mind, she calculated that this calculation didn't matter, but she found that there was no suitable person to make her room.

"Otherwise, you can pick up a few used ones from the Caiyige in the county and bring them alone. The son of the shopkeeper Cui is still studying in the county. I'm afraid that I won't leave here so soon. You pick a few family members to take Jingcheng, I will even make a room for you with her maiden family, but this shopkeeper and the accountant, I am afraid to find it slowly. "

Mu Rou Sang didn't expect that for a while, she was surprised for a while, then laughed: "My brother is in a hurry, I haven't been in a hurry yet, just take a look slowly. If it doesn't work, go to Zhang Ye to buy some.

"I can only take it slowly. I have entrusted my big cousin and cousin to help you find some antiques for the dowry. You have to add something that has a clear background, or not to let people down the door of my wooden house. . "

In the final analysis, Hibiscus is still afraid that Zhongyihouhou will look down on people because of her background.

Mu Rou Sang didn't understand his mind, and said, "Brother, I need to make less of calligraphy and painting. One or two of them are good for the facade. What about antiques? It's better to be less clever so that you can put them in the box. . "

Hibiscus' face turned dark, and asked, "Why is this?"

Mu Rou Sang said the gift that Yang Zixuan had hired, and said, "Hmm, his aunt was so good at figuring it out, knowing that Yang Zixuan wanted to marry, but he was afraid he would not let go by holding the silver. I guessed this. Thousands of gold were earned by himself. "

The thought of Mu Rou Sang's heart hurts so much. Bai Hua spent thousands of silver, and was dragged into the private by the shameless wife.

After hearing Hibiscus's silence, he said, "Although the dowry can be big or small, but there should be some. I went back and asked Yang Zixuan to see if he could buy an industry in Beijing. The large antiques from the former dynasty are still To add some, never told her to swallow it. "

Mu Rou Sang yelled: "Dare she dare ?! I will definitely let the person who calls the whole city look at what she looks like."

"You are also not angry, but it is a matter of a few thousand dollars. After entering the house, the silver on your hands is tighter, and they were never coaxed."

The original hesitation of Hibiscus was because of this.

"Brother, just rest assured, talk with Zixuan first, he has so many good ideas."

Mu Rou Sang has made up his mind, and in the dowry, he should pit the future mother-in-law, and it is best to make the person happy for nothing.

The hibiscus nodded and the two brothers and sisters chatted for a while, seeing that it was two days later, they parted and fell asleep.

They often settled to Tianming, but said that Chen Lie got the important thing, and hurriedly walked to death and killed a few horses, and then sent the news that Mu Rouzang had settled to Su Ruirui's desk.

"Slap!" A crisp sound!

Chen Lie's feet had just entered the gate of the South Study Room. He could hear the sound inside. He reached out and touched his beard, and waved to Fan Yingde, who was poor at the corridor.

Fan Yingde saw that Su Ruiru was angry, but also shrank his neck and didn't dare to go in to touch the mold. He happened to see Chen Lie call him, and greeted him, lowered his throat and cried, and asked, "Oh, Chen Shoubei, you have been rushed away What's the news, our master has been in the study for a day and a night. "

Chen Lie smiled uneasily and said, "Heh, that, that, father-in-law, I suddenly remembered that the errand told by the grandfather was not finished, and I will come to the grandfather another day."

After speaking, he wanted to feel the oil on his feet and slip away.

"come back!"

When Chen Lie heard this familiar voice, his scalp suddenly became numb, and the cold wind was blowing around him.

He slowly turned around, put his hands on the robe, put a smile on his face, and flattered, "I have seen Lord Wang, you look good today!"

"Humph!"

Su Ruirui's eyes turned red, and he flung the sleeves and turned inside.

Chen Lie stood still still and didn't dare to move. Aside, Father Gong Fan nudged him a little, and gave him a look of self-help, but he stomped himself to find a place to nest, and planned to wait Su Ruirui disappeared again.

"Fan Yingde!"

Across the edge of the window, Su Ruirui's cold voice came from hell.

Fan Yingde's neck seemed to be pinched severely, and he had to slowly turn around and respond to Nan Shufang: "Master, slave is here."

"Do you still use me?" Su Ruirui said without a trace of emotion.

"Yes, master, the minion will make you a pot of hot tea." He responded in tears, and asked the **** to clean it up. Seeing that Su Ruiru was no longer angry, he relaxed and went to make tea by himself.

"Prince!"

Chen Lie tangled outside, watching the back of the father-in-law's departure, and had to scratch his head into the South Study Room.

Sitting in front of the book case, Su Ruirui turned over the dense folds, Chun Nuanyang fell on his well-defined face, and the tight thin lips did not appear to be alleviated by the affectionate spring day.

"sit!"

Chen Lie did not dare to squeak for a while, sat down obediently, carefully peeking at Su Ruirui.

"It looks good?" Su Ruirui was still sitting in front of the book case, looking at the discount. If there were not only two people in the room, Chen Lie wondered if it was him who was asking.

"Uh, that, lord!" He put out his tongue and licked some dry lips, and then said, "It's late!"

"Have she ever said anything?" Su Ruiru still asked without looking up.

If there is a careful person here, you will see that the discount in his hand has never been turned. Wrong, the discount Su Ruirui has taken down.

Chen Lie is a careless rough man, how can he be so careful, besides, he is thinking about how to answer it all now!

"Well, Ms. Mu said she hadn't been so eager to get married."

Su Ruirui evoked a brutal sneer and said, "Speak carefully and listen! One hundred and fifty, one word is missing!"

Chen Lie wasn't a storyteller. He had to bite the bullet and squeeze things out. When he finished, he was sweating and vowed in his heart that he must read more when he went home!

Su Ruirui's face was not so good after hearing it, and he squeezed a few words out of his teeth: "That **** really said that?"

Chen Lie wanted to nod, but he did n’t hear it himself. He had to say, "The late will go late. At that time, the father-in-law Lu had already experienced the letter of appointment. Later, when the girl said it, he told him to give it to him. you."

"Come here!"

He clearly shouted at the air in the room, but I didn't know how many more black people were in the room.

"check!"

Su Ruirui stared at a celadon vase with a grudge.

Chen Lie became more careful when he saw it, but he did not dare to squeak. When the men in black dispersed, he persuaded: "It would be bad if this is a big problem! Why don't you ask the staff?"

"Hum, I asked!"

Su Ruirui hummed twice.

Chen Lie looked at him stubbornly, but did not dare to ask more. Fortunately, Father Gong Fan has already brewed hot tea. Taking advantage of the opportunity to serve tea, he whispered: "The staff advised our master to be a big deal. Informal. "

In the fart section, Chen Lie almost swears: "Those sour writers, all day long, will only be arrogant, hu, zh, zhe, ye, even if they are serious, they wo n’t say it. If you want me to say something, just grab it. Snatch it again. "

Upon hearing this, Su Ruirui threw him a few cold knives and said, "Reckless husband!"

Chen Lie drank hot tea, and he was calm: "Master, don't be mad, there are more women in the world, and they look better than Ms. Mu, after the event, how many beautiful people do you want?"

Su Ruirui pointed out that he shook his mouth again, and in the end did not say anything, even if he did, he would not understand! Is the character of Mu Rouzang comparable to those?

In the end, Chen Lie was not cut by Su Ruirui, but the next few days he was led by Su Ruirui to run around, tired like a dog.

A few days later, an investigative account was placed on Su Ruirui's desk. At this time he calmed down, leaned on a Taishi chair, rubbed his eyebrows, and asked Fan Yingde: "Since the hour, you have been by my side for years. Look down, what do you think? "

Fan Yingde knew what he was asking, but he didn't dare to answer, so he carefully worded and responded: "The slave can only serve the master, which is a blessing that he has cultivated in his last life. No matter what the future, the slave will always follow the master. Aside. "

Su Ruirui waved his hand and said, "No more, no more!"

He stretched out his slender fingers and picked up the case. He said, "Let's see it for yourself! If you can't even fix it at home, how can you rule the world?"

Fan Yingde didn't want to see it. He looked up at Su Ruirui's cold eyes, and had to bite his head to look at the words on it. It turned out that, except for the place where Su Ruirui often works, the Xiangyang Royal Mansion is a clean place. The more he looked down, the colder he fought.

"Lord, master, is this a misunderstanding? I will stop asking people to look it up."

Su Ruiru, who had lowered her head to look at other discounts, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Slave, minion is still suitable to stay with the master and not to wait for that work." Fan Yingde immediately shook his head.

"Well, I dare to do anything with my maiden family, even my father and me dare to calculate." Su Ruirui was burning in his heart.

Fan Yingde knew that the most important thing in his heart was the chair, and he persuaded, "The master is out of anger, and he didn't want to think so much about coming to the princess. He just wanted to make a little temper."

Su Ruirui didn't even look at him, and said directly, "How much money did you collect for her?"

Fan Yingde felt scalp for a while, then knelt down and said, "Master, the money the slaves accepted was not for this."

Su Ruirui looked scared and said, "Come up! The people on the list are up to you."

He handed a roster to Fan Yingde and said, "Only those who have painted a red cross, others are spying on it, and they report any changes in a timely manner."

Fan Yingde was busy responding, and since then Xiangyang Wangfu has carried out a large cleansing behind the people.