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Chapter 55 Have you ever seen such a powerful farmer?
July seven.

Qiqiao Festival, Girl's Day.

At night time.

"Zhu Yanguo is like a shy girl. People search for her thousands of times, and she only needs one glance to blush her face.

Qixi Festival is approaching, if you love her, give her a beauty-retaining fruit"

In the courtyard of Miao Niang in Caiwei Pavilion, after reading this sentence from "Today's Headlines", Miss Lan Ying attracted all the girls around to snicker.

"Yunong, it's even 'love comes and loves', you are ashamed to print this word." Qiaoxiang girl pinched her handkerchief to cover her mouth and smiled.

Yunong specially brought a few newspapers for everyone to read today, but he didn't get the expected surprise and praise, so he couldn't help pouting his fleshy lips slightly, a little unhappy.

Seeing this, Miao Niang, the proprietor of the small gathering tonight, rescued Yunong and said, "The little song we sang is no more beautiful than this line, so I'm really embarrassed."

"It's different. We sang in a quiet room. But today's headlines are for the world to read." Qiaoxiang's words also made sense.

Yunong spoke up by herself, "So what, the young master said, 'love' is the most beautiful thing in the world, and the reason why people become human is precisely because people understand love."

"The slave family loves benefactors who are willing to spend money the most, so the slave family is also a 'beautiful person' in the words of Mr. Chen?"

"Haha~"

"Hahaha"

Qiaoxiang's words caused laughter again, Yu Nong couldn't help being a little anxious, but when she was anxious, her mouth started to stutter.

"It's not what Qiaoxiang said. Yes. Yes, the young master said, love is not. It's not just the love between a man and a woman. When you see the poor, you feel pity in your heart. It's love. When you see a beggar, you are willing to give some money. It's love when you see the injustice in the world. May helping is also love, love is empathy, yes"

"Yunong, does your young master love you?"

"Hahaha"

Qiaoxiang interrupted what Yu Nong had finally recalled.

Repeated laughter, the atmosphere is no longer suitable for a serious explanation of the word 'love'
Yunong was a little angry, so she just leaned back in the chair and pouted. Qiaoxiang is really annoying.
Tonight, on Qixi Festival, even the girls in Caiwei Pavilion have rejected their benefactors with reasons such as 'menstrual events' and 'physical discomfort', so that they can have a free time in this festival exclusive to their daughter's family.

At the beginning of the party, everyone still politely talked about some poetry and interesting things, but at this time, after a few glasses of wine, those little emotions that were usually hidden slowly emerged.

For example, Qiaoxiang, she had already seen that Yunong wanted to get everyone's approval by taking out today's headlines, after all, she couldn't hide anything on her face.

It happened that Xiang didn't let her wish.

Even if we have to force our smiles and flattery every day, Yu Yunong can go out to play every day by his temper, and even become the editor-in-chief of such a shit!

At this time, seeing Yunong sitting there sullenly, Qiaoxiang became louder when talking and laughing with others.

At this time, Cui Yuan led several maidservants and filed into the courtyard carrying trays.

Talk and laugh for a while.

"Sister Miaoniang, is this the Zhuyan fruit?"

"Hey, what is this crescent-shaped red fruit?"

Not counting the unfamiliar crescent-shaped red fruit, Miss Lan Ying counted the Zhuyan fruit casually, and was startled.

Zhuyan fruit is at least three pieces in Caiwei Pavilion, and there is no market for it. Ordinary customers need to book in advance to eat it.

These girls can only occasionally have a bite when they accompany the guests to eat.

And everyone says that Zhuyan fruit can make "daughters look good", and their attractiveness is beyond ordinary food.

But just now, the maids brought in at least thirty or fifty fruits!

This is not a small amount of money, it is enough to redeem a girl!

"Sister Miaoniang! What a great handwriting!" Lan Ying couldn't help exclaiming.

It attracts the chatter of other girls.

"Yes, Sister Miao Niang is really kind to us!"

"Miao Niang, which wealthy son did you catch?"

Miao Niang smiled, stood up and said, "Don't thank me, everyone. If you want to thank, thank Yunong. She brought the watermelon and Zhuyan fruit tonight."

So, the rush of thanks turned to Yu Nong again.

This silly girl's emotions come and go quickly, and she can't stop laughing from ear to ear after a few words.

"Hey, this watermelon is so sweet!"

"Zhi Liu~" Lan Ying took a bite, and the juice was overflowing. Lan Ying hurriedly stretched her head forward to prevent the red juice from staining her clothes, and said while chewing: "I heard people say in the past few days that there are green skins sold at Luliuxu in the south of the city. The red-fleshed and extremely sweet melon, I think it is it?"

Everyone looked at Yunong together.

Yunong raised her oval face quite proudly, "Well, Sister Lan Ying is right, this watermelon is grown by you!"

Miao Niang also tried the watermelon, and praised: "It's really delicious, Yu Nong is also blessed. If the young master has something good, I thought of bringing it to you first."

Yunong grinned and giggled, then picked up the newspaper again and said, "Young Master also made this headline today, and the fourth page is dedicated to our daughter's home, with makeup, clothes, poems and many other contents on it. But Yunong One person can't get so many things, you sisters are good at those that can be written and submitted.

When the manuscript is published, not only can there be a manuscript fee, but also the pseudonym can be passed down to the world!By the way, 'More Concentrated' is my pseudonym."

Hearing this, Lan Ying wiped her hands and took the headline, and several girls around her surrounded her, and then she looked at the candlelight carefully.

When I saw an article discussing the difference between 'Tang makeup' and the popular 'Zhou makeup', it sparked a discussion.

Hey, Yu Nong is here to accept manuscripts.
Seeing the effect, Yunong turned around and sat beside Miao Niang, the two of them chatted about something and became quieter.

"Sister, what if that man keeps his body like a jade?" Yunong asked in Miao Niang's ear.

"How? How can there be such a man in this world?"

"But I will meet. No, I mean what if I meet?"

"Let my sister teach you a few tricks?"

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" Yu Nongruo kept nodding her head like a chick eating rice.

"Come here with your ears."

Such and such, such and such.

"Sister, should these methods be used?" Even if he was as careless as Yunong, he blushed when he heard it.

"Don't worry, just take out a random move, and you can soften the ring finger into a hundred tempered steel." Miao Niang smiled confidently.

Yu Nong was confused for a moment, "Sister, didn't you say it the wrong way, shouldn't it be 'Hundreds of refined steel turned into soft fingers'?"

Miao Niang was dumbfounded, and then stretched out her finger to poke Yunong's forehead, and said with a smile: "Silly sister, if it's what you said, I'm finished!"

The conversation here was heated, but Lan Ying and the others who read the headlines over there fell silent at the same time.

Sitting alone, Qiaoxiang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, took a sip of the watermelon, swallowed it slowly, and suddenly said loudly: "Yunong, you just said that the son planted this melon?"

"Uh"

Yunong, who was immersed in a private conversation, looked up blankly, and Qiaoxiang asked again.

Yunong raised her oval face slightly and said proudly, "That's right!"

Qiaoxiang scanned Yunong up and down, who was like a tsundere chick, and suddenly laughed, "Which family's yamen does I think Yunong is, so he is a farmer! Hahaha"

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Yunong froze for a moment, she hadn't thought about this question before.

The girls in the Chu Pavilion naturally favored the son who was born in a scholarly family.

Further down, young scholars are also fine, even if they are poorer they can accept it.After all, scholars are potential stocks. Being poor now does not necessarily mean that you will be poor in the future. What if you become an official in high school?

Below that, there are merchants.

Although merchants are vulgar, they are generous, and they can be patient for money.

As for the farmer, I'm sorry, turn left when you go out to the medical hall, the girl who is looking for the farmer, please go to the medical hall to see if there is a bag in your head!
Qiaoxiang's laughter made Yu Nong feel extremely wronged, not because of herself, but because the young master was underestimated!
At this time, Lan Ying and the others, who seemed to be disturbed by Qiaoxiang's laughter, slowly raised their heads, and they all looked like pear blossoms with rain.

Miao Niang was startled, and hurriedly asked, "Lan Ying, what's wrong with you!"

Lan Ying raised the newspaper in her hand and recited tremblingly:
"It's not that I love prostitution, it seems that I was misunderstood by the world.

When the flowers bloom and fall naturally, always Lai Dongjun cares.

If you go, you must go, and if you live, how do you live.

If you get a mountain full of flowers, don't ask where the slaves will go."

Living in the world, they naturally have a resonance with this poem that others cannot experience, but everyone knows what level Yunong is.
"Yunong, you said that your pen name is Yu Nong, did you really write this poem?"

Yunong didn't think of this poem until now, and hurried over to get the newspaper and then ran back to Qiaoxiang, holding a corner of the newspaper in each hand, and unfolding it in front of the other.

A group of arrogant people.

"Look, look, this divination piece was written by me. Have you ever seen such a powerful farmer! Look, why are you turning your head away! Hehe, why is Qiaoxiang blushing? Are you angry, hehehe "

　Thanks to the students of 'Midsummer and Late Autumn' for their rewards.

　　Predict: something big will happen in the next chapter...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)