Farm widows have space, pick up a treasure on the way to escape

Chapter 422 Look at your big cake painting...

"Ah, yes, yes, I will listen to you."

He Jiuniang responded perfunctorily, then took a book and read it.

Lu Baichuan knew that she must still think that Chen and Wang were at odds with each other, but she really couldn't figure out why. He was silent for a while and recalled the whole thing carefully several times.

Then, finally found the reason!

"young married woman……"

He tried to speak, but He Jiuniang looked like she didn't want to talk to him, and just said "hmm" lightly.

"The reason why the princess likes you so much is probably because she appreciates your talent."

He Jiuniang frowned when she heard this. Isn't it all finished?Why did it start again?

"What? You can't just like me because I'm good-looking, but only because of my talent. Why can't I show off my looks?"

He Jiuniang snorted displeasedly, threw the book in her hand on the table, crossed her legs and stared at him from afar.

One hand was placed on her shoes, as if if Lu Baichuan dared to say another word she didn't like, she would take off her shoes and slap him in the face.

Lu Baichuan inexplicably understood her thoughts, swallowed, and said bravely: "Of course not, my wife's beauty is naturally unmatched! The reason why I want to analyze with you why the princess likes you, I want to tell you that not only are you good-looking, but your talents in all aspects are also an attractive highlight!"

This is a clear sign of flattering He Jiuniang, telling her that she is not just a vase, but a vase with great connotations.

I have to admit that He Jiuniang felt very comfortable being photographed. If she had a tail, it would probably be raised to the sky by now.

"Then tell me what talents of mine make the princess like me so much."

There was a arrogant smile on her face, and she was much more patient now.

Lu Baichuan secretly exhaled. He was so nervous just now, and he was afraid that after this battle, the move to the master bedroom would be ruined.

"It's because she likes every one of the gifts you brought her, and has always wanted to meet you in person and order a few sets of clothes from you. If I hadn't been injured at an untimely time this time, she would definitely have held you for a while. Let’s talk.”

Although Lu Baichuan never asked about the affairs between the female family members, whenever he met with King Chen during this period, he could hear King Chen say that the princess admired her daughter-in-law very much, and she must meet her if she had the chance, or he would go to see King Chen, The princess is here, and she will also say this to Lu Baichuan personally.

He was actually tired of hearing ugly words, but because of the other person's identity, he couldn't speak out.

"That's right, that's understandable."

He Jiuniang nodded, she was very confident in the products she produced, otherwise the shop in Jingzhou would not be so prosperous.

Since she started busy with the affairs of the club, He Jiuniang no longer cares about Jiayuan Pavilion's clothing design. She has recruited several new embroiderers with great potential as designers. Although they are not as good as her, they can still design very novel designs. He Jiuniang expressed that she was very satisfied with the clothing.

However, it's not that He Jiuniang really doesn't stop designing clothes for Jiayuan Pavilion. It's just that in the future she will only design customized clothes, which are expensive and usually only for rich people. Moreover, she will design one set in a month.

Without exception, it went crazy.

One set per month is really not a big deal for He Jiuniang. It can be completed in a short time, so now she is really relaxed. "Since she likes it so much, I will draw two sets for her now and let her find someone to do it. In addition, I can give her something else that will make her scream until she wants to cry."

He Jiuniang smiled mysteriously, deliberately showing off.

Lu Baichuan didn't know what to say for a moment. He knew that his wife had many ideas, but he didn't expect that she would start drawing now.

At this time, shouldn't we stay with him?

"Um... you'll be here for a few days anyway, so don't worry about it now."

"It's okay. I can feel at ease if I get it done early. By the way, your son was very worried about you when I came here. If you are too busy, just write him a letter."

Lu Baichuan, who was also injured on his hand, although it was not particularly serious, was bandaged tightly at this time:...

Although he's fine, he can't write for the time being, right?

But since my wife said she could write it, she should write it. Anyway, the miracle doctor is testing it, and if not, it will be bandaged again.

He was unable to get up for the time being, so He Jiuniang thoughtfully prepared pen and paper for him, and placed them on the quilt with a book for easy operation.

Lu Baichuan tried it and was speechless. He really didn't want his son to see his words that looked like chicken scratches, which would lose his dignity as a father.

"Daughter-in-law, please write for me. I really can't write well."

He looked pitifully towards He Jiuniang and saw that she was concentrating on drawing the design draft and had no time to talk to him.

Lu Baichuan suddenly felt that he had been left out, and regretted that he had to explain the princess's affairs to her just now. This was obviously a stone to drop himself in the foot.

He Jiuniang refused without thinking: "That won't work. The dog knows my handwriting. Such a smart kid might think too much and think I'm lying to him."

She didn't say this because she was lazy. Firstly, the problem she mentioned did exist. After all, dogs are really too smart to be easily deceived. Secondly, Lu Baichuan's hand was not seriously injured, and moving it appropriately could actually help. Benefits.

Lu Baichuan didn't know that He Jiuniang had good intentions. He just felt that he shouldn't talk about the princess, otherwise he wouldn't be left out.

Even so, he still managed to write a letter that was not too bad to read.

Because his son was smart, he did not treat the dog like an ordinary child. Instead, he carefully explained the situation that scared him, saying that he was injured a little and he wrote the letter from the hospital bed, so the handwriting was a bit ugly. But with the child's mother by his side, he will be fine. Once the matter here is settled, she will go back and take him to ride a big horse.

After finishing writing, He Jiuniang took it over and took a look at it, and clucked her tongue: "Look at your big cake painting, you have turned it over and over again to get just this one cake. I have made it many times, but there is still only this cake! Fortunately, the dog is your biological son, I can also pretend to be perfunctory by you, and it would be up to you to see who would care about you if it were someone else."

He Jiuniang rolled her eyes as she spoke. It was not that he was attacking people, but mainly because Lu Baichuan really said this every time. Over time, the children would alienate him.

The most important thing is that every time he said he would take his children out to ride horses, they were delayed due to various things and never came true. The children were expected and disappointed again and again, and gradually gave up hope.

This is even more undesirable for fathers like Lu Baichuan who have lost their children's childhood.

Lu Baichuan was very impressed and asked, "Then what should I say?"

(End of this chapter)