After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 209 209 She is here

Zhao Yuanle walked beside Chen Moying, looking around while walking.

how to say…

When Zhao Yuanle first saw Wang Baochang's house, what he sighed was the superb level of ancient craftsmen.

Then when I went to Wang Yuxiang's house, I really saw what kind of life the young lady lived at this time.

So now, after she walked into his house with Chen Moying, all she felt was shock.

If it wasn't hard to say wow now, Zhao Yuanle would wow from beginning to end.

Chen Moying noticed Zhao Yuanle's expression and smiled faintly.

"Rest here first, I'll bring those books right away."

As he spoke, he led Zhao Yuanle into a chic living room, and stretched out his hand to ask her to sit on a chair.

A sensible servant girl came over with tea and snacks. After putting it away, she bowed to her dignifiedly, and then slowly backed away.

Chen Moying put Zhao Yuanle's things aside, turned around and walked out, before leaving, she turned her head and smiled at Zhao Yuanle.

"I'll return soon."

Zhao Yuanle picked up the teacup and drank it.

She also waved.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

Chen Moying heard the words, turned and left with a light smile.

Just after Chen Moying walked out, he waved to a maid.

The servant girl stopped immediately, walked over, and quietly listened to Chen Moying's instructions after saluting.

Chen Moying: "Go and stand by. If Miss Zhao needs anything, go forward and help."

The maid nodded and walked in briskly.

Zhao Yuanle, who drank tea and ate snacks there, did not feel uncomfortable.

She can't even see the decoration of this room now.

People of different levels after all...

She looked at Wang Yuxiang's house and yard, and she just felt that if she had money, she could afford it.

But the architectural design and aesthetics of the Chen family are really top-notch, to the point that the patterns on the armrests of the chairs correspond to the patterns on the door of this house.

The entire house must be integrated into the style of the entire yard, which is included, but there must be differences.

The things in this room, the cup she is drinking tea in her hand now, are all matching, as well as the pasted window paper and the hanging carved lanterns.

There is no rough place here, and every detail can be savored carefully.

She believes that it is possible for the craftsmen who designed and supervised the yard to become artists.

Is this the cultural heritage revealed in life in a dynasty that has been passed down for hundreds of years?

Zhao Yuanle sighed as he took the last bite of a piece of dim sum.

The servant girl next to her heard the movement, walked over softly, and asked softly, "What do Miss Zhao need?"

Zhao Yuanle shook his head.

"Nothing, I just took a look."

The servant girl smiled and stepped back.

As Chen Moying himself said, he will indeed be back soon.

But his house is indeed quite big, even in one place, from his courtyard to here, you have to walk for a while.

Therefore, Mrs. Xi is one step ahead of him.

Chen Moying and Zhao Yuanle walked from the bookstore without taking a carriage.

The servant driving the carriage had already honestly told what he had seen when he got home early.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, there was a doorman over there to report the news.

Mrs. Xi immediately came here from her own room.

Her attitude is quite enthusiastic.

Can you not be enthusiastic?
This time, her son actually took the initiative to take the girl back home.

What does this mean, need I say it?

She was worried about it before, but now it seems that there is no need for it. Her son is still very active and capable.

Mrs. Xi smiled like a flower, followed by two servant girls, sat directly beside Zhao Yuanle, and stretched out her hand to hold Zhao Yuanle's hand.

"Lele, why don't you tell me when you come here, I'm ready for it."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanle felt a little sorry.

"I'm sorry, this time it was a temporary idea. I came here just because I wanted to borrow some books, so I didn't send a post or something first. I'm sorry to bother you."

Mrs. Xi smiled: "Oh, that's not what I mean. I just want to treat you well. There are some good things that take time to prepare. They won't be ready in a while."

Zhao Yuanle hurriedly said: "No need, I have to go back after borrowing the book."

Mrs. Xi held Zhao Yuanle's hand steadfastly.

"Don't worry, it's okay. At worst, I'll ask someone to send a message to your family. You can just rest here for one night, and you can drink tea with me, watch the moon and play leaf cards."

"Um…"

Zhao Yuanle narrowed his eyes in doubt.

She remembered that it was almost the end of the month, and this moon appreciation was to admire the crescent moon?
Just when she was about to be overwhelmed by Mrs. Xi's enthusiasm, Chen Moying came back with a book.

When he saw his mother was there, he couldn't help but sighed.

Seeing her son coming, Mrs. Xi froze, paused, and smiled again: "Oh my son, why didn't you tell mother when there was a guest, in case you neglected it."

Chen Moying breathed out coldly.

"Is that so, I see mother, you came faster than me."

Mrs. Xi: "Isn't it just a coincidence?"

Chen Moying was silent, he walked over and put the book in front of Zhao Yuanle.

"You can take all these books back to read, and you can return them anytime."

Mrs. Xi glanced at her son dissatisfied.

"The girl likes it, so what if you give it to her? Why do you look so stingy? It's just a few books, and they are still in Western languages. It's not a big deal."

Chen Moying: "..."

He sighed, and looked at Zhao Yuanle: "I'll take you to the door, let the carriage take you back, it's getting dark."

Mrs. Xi hurriedly stopped.

"It's getting dark, and you're still driving people away? I know her family, and I know all the mothers in her family. Just send a letter when the time comes."

Chen Moying said seriously: "Mother, etiquette is still important. No matter how you treat your son, son, you still can't be too casual with other girls."

Where is there such a saying, stay at the girl's house for the night?This is related to the reputation of the girl's family.

He felt that his mother was becoming more and more outrageous.

Zhao Yuanle: "..."

Hmm... She kind of wanted to chime in.

But Mrs. Xi didn't give her a chance to interject.

"It's just a matter of being a mother. What's the matter with her being a guest for a night? It's almost dark. It's not safe for her to go home as a girl. It's even more objectionable that you let the family's carriage take someone back.

The way of being a mother is more in line with etiquette.

and also……"

Mrs. Xi looked at the paper, pen and inkstone set aside with disgust.

"Son, when did mother ever lack your things and money, do you see what you gave Miss Zhao?

This kind of paper and pen, as well as that inkstone, that ink, can you write well? "

　I'm trying
　　
　
(End of this chapter)