Dressed as the best mother-in-law in farming

Chapter 193 Mo Ju
Fang Jiaolan on the stage danced for half an hour. She was so excited that she showed her most beautiful posture.

The eyes of the audience were burning, thinking that Zhao Sui was also looking at her, thinking of this, she danced even harder.

That woman Zhang Yiyi was beautiful in nothing but gentle, but she was perverse. She was not worthy of Zhao Juren at all. Only a woman as talented and beautiful as her was worthy of the title of Mrs. Juren.

The Fang family is a big family in the state capital. Although she has the name of a concubine, she is better than Zhang Yiyi who came from a peasant family. If Zhao Sui is clear, she must know how to choose.

She kept flirting here, but Zhao Sui underneath was not interested. He talked with his classmates indifferently, and felt the gaze from his wife in front of him. evil.

Zhang Yiyi blushed, she really liked her husband more and more.

I still remember that at the beginning she just married her husband according to Niang's wishes. After all, at that time, she was immature and only pursued pleasure, but because she was getting older, she had no choice but to agree to this marriage.

After being married for so long, my husband is still as considerate to her as before, and my heart is like the warm sun melting the glacier. It would be a lie to say that I am not moved and happy. After all, my husband is handsome and good at reading. Now he is still a man with a bright future.

Her heart is at ease and warm.

Shen Yunhua was probably the only one who watched the show seriously.

The waist-bending dance is a unique dance in Dagan. It began in the early days of Emperor Taizu. Generally speaking, the women who danced the waist-bending dance were not of low birth, at least they were born as daughters of merchants. identity.

Fang Jiaolan danced very smartly, in stark contrast to her usual pitiful self.

Shen Yunhua grabbed a handful of melon seeds and watched the dance quietly.

On the contrary, the other wives did not like Fang Guerlain. An outsider, she should not have appeared on such an occasion today, but she not only appeared, but also danced in public, without being reserved at all.

The second lady of the Fang family is better, gentle and virtuous.

Master Fang saw that everyone's eyes were focused on his daughter, and while he was happy, he made plans, his eyes lingering on the two daughters.

He has two daughters, the second daughter is the daughter-in-law, the wife is from a noble family, and the father-in-law is a fifth-rank official. Without his help, he is still killing pigs in the village, so the second daughter is obviously going to marry high-ranking, and the future son-in-law must be Being from a noble family, he can still help him in the family business.

The third daughter's identity is not enough, and the mother is just a singer and has no natal family. It would be great if she can climb up to one of the Juren present. At that time, he can help and get an official position.

Fang Jiaolan, let's dance, draw back your waist!salute!
It's a grand visual feast.

"Papa papa! Good!"

There was warm applause in his ears, and Mr. Fang showed a satisfied expression on his face. This daughter is a concubine, and his mother is just a lowly singer. To be able to marry a Juren is also a tall order, and he is also happy in his heart.

As he had expected, Fang Jiaolan was pretty and charming, with a weak figure, Liu Fufeng, a standard beauty, even if she was an outsider, who made her not only beautiful but also have a good father?
So it's not surprising that someone is tempted.

Liang Song is a handsome young man. His parents opened a rice shop in Zhangyang County. His family is rich, talented, and his appearance is as clear and bright as the moon.

He looked at the unstoppable infatuation in Fang Jiaolan's eyes who stepped down from the stage. Compared with other people who appreciate the beauty and dancing of women, he was more inclined to the feeling in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of person she was, and he didn't know how to describe her beauty, but there was a kind of excitement, excitement and uncontrollable emotion in his heart. Whenever he saw Fang Jiaolan, he couldn't help but want to get close to her.

"Brother Zhao, the third lady of the Fang family is really charming. If I propose marriage to Master Fang, will he agree?"

Liang Song's eyes were full of anticipation, sitting next to Zhao Sui, the two were also acquaintances, so they didn't shy away from it, and even told Zhao Sui what they thought.

Zhao Sui nodded and smiled: "Brother Liang is very talented, Master Fang will definitely agree."

This is a lucrative deal, a concubine's daughter can be exchanged for a son-in-law, how could Mr. Fang have no reason to do so.

Liang Song smiled, but he didn't lose his head: "After attending the banquet of the adults in the state capital, I will go home and discuss with my parents before making a decision."

"Father!"

Fang Jiaolan ended shyly, glanced at the people's seats, then lowered her head shyly.

Zhao Sui remained expressionless, acting as a toolman the whole time.

The other Juren showed puzzled expressions on their faces, but they were not very enthusiastic.

Liang Song was concerned, so he smiled at her, but unfortunately Fang Jiaolan threw herself on Zhao Sui and didn't look at him.

Liang Song thought for a while, probably because of his abrupt beauty.

A lady suddenly smiled and said, "Mrs. Fang, isn't today a flower viewing party? Didn't you say that you got a good pot of flowers and show them to us?"

Mrs. Fang swept away the woman's face, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Shi, please be patient, I will go to the servant girl to carry out the flowers."

With a wink, someone moved the flowers over.

When a group of people carried the flowers up, Shen Yunhua was shocked, and she sat upright silently.

"What is this? It looks like a chrysanthemum, my God, it's actually black and red all over."

Mrs. Qin was curious.

Mrs. Gan was at a loss.

One of the ladies put her obsessive eyes on the branches and made an incredible voice: "I have been tending flowers and plants for more than ten years, why haven't I seen such a grand and beautiful flower?"

"The flowers are really beautiful, like blood jade." Mrs. Gan agreed.

"It's called Moju. My son bought it from Little General Song. It cost tens of thousands of taels of silver. It was because Little General Song lost money at the poetry meeting and sold it to my son."

When Mrs. Fang told the reason, Shen Yunhua smiled.

As soon as she saw the flowers, she felt kind. She didn't expect that they were actually from her hands. All her flowers were sold to the flower shop in the county town, and sold by the owner of Shopkeeper Yuan. She just collected the money.

In the beginning, she was relatively short of money and sold some extremely precious, even unique flowers in this era, and gained a lot of money. Later, after being instructed by shopkeeper Yuan, she also felt that she should not be too high-profile, and being entangled would be troublesome.

So now she only gives the treasurer Yuan five pots of rare flowers every month, and the ink chrysanthemum gave three pots, and she didn't expect that the Fang family got another pot.

Moreover, this black chrysanthemum looks much bigger, and there are many small flowers around it, which seems to be well taken care of.

"It turned out to be General Song's. Next time you see Mrs. Song, you must ask her where she came from. Such a precious flower can be called a rare treasure."

There are not many flowers in Dagan, only a few common ones, and the nobles are arty. Whenever they see precious flowers, they will buy them for collection.

Ordinary civilians can only come into contact with ordinary flowers. Where have they seen such a rare Moju?

As soon as Mo Ju came on stage, all the charms of the surrounding flowers were instantly killed.

Zhao Sui blinked, why does this flower look so familiar?

Oh, I went to my mother-in-law's house for New Year's Eve dinner during the Chinese New Year. I saw it in the garden of my mother-in-law's house, but the one in the mother-in-law's yard was not as big as the flower tree in front of me.

Smiling, he discovered the truth.

"Little General Song doesn't like growing flowers, and Mrs. Song doesn't like these things that can only be seen but not eaten. If Little General Song sees such flowers again, I have to ask him to sell them to me."

(End of this chapter)