Farming with cute babies

Chapter 1200 Zhao Xinhui's Good Fate
Zhao Yun'er is even worse, the one next to him is Shi Ziye, who is better than Mr. Meng.

"Hey, old Zhao's family's ancestral grave is smoking, we can't envy you!"

"Isn't it? No matter how hard we work, no matter how hard we work, no matter how lucky we are, we are not as good as our ancestors!"

"The old Zhao's visit is not just a normal happy event, it's a big happy event.

Not to mention the marriages of the children in the family, but I heard that old man Zhao's eldest grandson went directly to the capital to study in the capital this year, and he will definitely be able to pass the entrance examination and become a high official when he comes back! "

"Tsk tsk tsk, we are from ten miles and eight villages, where can we produce a high-ranking official? The old Zhao's family is amazing!"

"Yes! Yes! It's a pity that we couldn't think of it, and we couldn't envy it! Later, we can only invite Mr. Feng Shui to come over and take a look, and tidy up our ancestral graves, and see if we can come here one by one like the old Zhao's family. !"

"If you don't tell me, I wouldn't have thought of it. I'll have to ask Mr. Feng Shui to take a look later. Since my father was buried, my family has had a lot of bad luck. Let's see if we can improve our luck by tidying up the ancestral grave."

"That's for sure, hurry up, this matter can't be delayed!"

"Yeah! Got it, got it! I'll go find out tomorrow, where I can invite Mr. Feng Shui."

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In the courtyard of the old Zhao's house, the people who came to have a wedding were sitting together, chattering and talking about things in an unusually mysterious way.

However, the country people are superstitious and think that these rumors are very reasonable, otherwise they would not be able to think of any reason why the old Zhao family suddenly changed their fortunes.

With so many happy events held in a year, it is estimated that there will be no one in all the villages.

In Zhao Xinhui's room, Zhao Xinhui dressed herself in the mirror.

After putting on rouge and gouache, jewelry, and Zhao Pinger's wedding dress, Zhao Xinhui was a little more gorgeous than usual, looking exquisite, beautiful, charming, like a big beauty.

Let alone the man watching, the women watching in the room couldn't help sighing when they saw it.

Especially the other people, seeing Zhao Xinhui like this, felt very uncomfortable.

Especially Li Cuiying and Zhao Jinger.

Originally, Zhao Jing'er and Mr. Zheng had negotiated a marriage, and it was very good that they gave Mr. Zheng such conditions, but compared with Zhao Xinhui, it seemed insignificant.

After all, Mr. Meng's family is much better than Mr. Zheng's.

Zhao Jing'er felt that her sister-in-law was older than him, and she couldn't marry someone so old. If she wanted to marry, she should marry someone with poor conditions. Who knew that Zhao Xinhui's life was so good.

Looking at Zhao Xinhui's fancy dress, with gold bracelets in her hands, gold hairpins on her head, and round and big pearls around her neck, the jealousy in her heart grew stronger.

What Mr. Zheng gave her was not such a good thing.

Why is it that her sister-in-law can marry better than her?

Li Cuiying stood aside, rolling her eyes constantly, "Aren't those who are dressed up in fancy dress just as seductive as a vixen?"

Zhao Jing'er poked Li Cuiying, and whispered into Li Cuiying's ear, "Mother, keep your voice down, don't let my sister hear you when you die!"

Li Cuiying didn't take it seriously, "If you hear it, you'll hear it. There's nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, I'm telling the truth, and I'm not talking nonsense!"

Zhao Jinger sighed.

(End of this chapter)