Abandoned and Reborn: The Concubine's Revenge Journal

"Father, I will not hand over Fuchunju!"

Back then, Xiahou Junze treated him like that because he wanted his own Fuchunju!

In this life, she swears to defend her Fuchun residence to the death. If anyone dares to snatch it, she will not show mercy!no way!

The big deal is that the fish will die!It's a big deal!

However, in her memory, the dog emperor didn't seem to be such a greedy person, she vaguely remembered that he seemed to be nice to herself.

The father and daughter were silent all the way, and finally came to an old noodle shop in the south of the city.

The noodle shop does not have a name, usually elderly couples are making noodles, one makes noodles and the other greets customers, the cooperation is very tacit.

Ye Shangshu was wearing casual clothes, Ye Qingmei looked around, and roughly estimated that there should be twenty masters hiding in it.

It happened to be in the morning when they were there, before meal time, there were no guests in the noodle shop, only an old man was sitting at the table by the window.

It is a bit too much to say that the old man is only 41 o'clock, he is very wonderful, and he is well maintained. It may be that he has been an emperor for a long time. Some momentum.

"coming?"

Xia Houyou saw Ye Shangshu and Ye Qingmei get off the carriage from a distance, and waved to Ye Shangshu.

"You're early today!" Ye Shangshu sat down casually, Ye Qingmei hesitated for a moment and sat on another bench. "This is Xiao Qi."

"Xiaoqi!" Xia Houyou looked at Ye Qingmei lovingly, and nodded with a smile. Of course, if he didn't have the previous memory, Ye Qingmei would naturally think that this is a very, very good old man, because he smiled at himself !

But in fact, his smile... could take the life of a person or a group of people at any time.

"When everyone is here, should we order noodles?" An old woman with gray hair came over.

Ye Shangshu nodded, "Old gauge! Two bowls of noodles, Xiaoqi, what do you want to eat?"

Ye Qingmei looked up at the wooden sign hanging in front of the counter, "Onion Beef Noodles, large portion."

"Okay, wait a minute." The old woman poured a cup of tea for each of the three. The teacups were made of rough pottery, and many people had probably used them, and some parts of the cups were already smooth to the touch. "Is this girl here for the first time?"

Ye Qingmei could feel the kindness in the old woman's tone, but she couldn't help but think that in modern nightclubs, those cowherds would say the same tone, "Is this lady here for the first time?"

Of course, the reason why Ye Qingmei is somewhat familiar with the Cowherd's shop is because she has been in the Cowherd's shop for a long time because of her mission. The Cowherd is simply... great.

Whether people want to chat or enjoy, it is a great place.

Even in the Cowherd's shop, Ye Qingmei knew a queen-level figure.

This is another story.

"Yeah." Ye Qingmei hummed uncomfortably, looking at the body of the cup with eyes, but thinking in her heart, maybe, Xia Houyou really wants to sacrifice Fuchunju by herself.

"I heard, do you have any other suggestions for this time's heavy snow disaster relief? Let's hear it!" Emperor Xia Houyou asked Ye Qingmei, who nodded, "I have already written the specific method, of course, I don’t think it’s a good thing to transfer money, if you want to completely improve the damage caused by natural disasters to the people, I still suggest that you should start with the quality of the houses!”