Father's Farmer's Wife: Farming Makes a Fortune

Chapter 62 Going to Buy Pork
Yang Wenlan painted eyebrows and Fendai came out of the side room, and saw Fu Tonghua carrying the medicinal juice towards Qin Tinghan, so she twisted her waist and moved closer.

"Housekeeper Fu, I'll deliver this medicine." She pinned her handkerchief to the button of her clothes, reaching out to take the medicine bowl from Fu Tonghua's hand.

Fu Tonghua looked at her with a little embarrassment. Qin Tinghan had been taking care of him himself since weaning, and never asked female relatives to intervene. He was afraid...

"It's okay, I'll leave it to me to serve Mr. Qin the tea and water in the future."

Yang Wenlan exerted strength with her arm, and snatched the medicine bowl from Fu Tonghua's hand in a daze. The hot black medicine juice was shaking back and forth in the bowl, and almost didn't spill out.

"Then, please trouble Miss Nanmen." Fu Tonghua didn't confront her, and backed away with a bowed body.

Qin Tinghan suddenly disappeared after dinner yesterday, and he didn't come back until Haishi. He was still wearing wet clothes. He woke up this morning with a cold wind. Seeing that he is not in a good condition, he must have encountered something troublesome up.

Yang Wenlan didn't understand Qin Tinghan's mind like Fu Tonghua did. All she knew was that men like good-looking, obedient women, and they must be able to serve others.

"Young Master Qin, I went to the kitchen to get you some medicine, drink it while it's hot."

Yang Wenlan lightly put down the medicine bowl in her hand, and told her carefully: "If you catch the wind and cold, don't sit here and blow the wind. After drinking the medicine, I will help you go back to the room to rest." After saying that, she stood beside Qin Tinghan sat down.

This is the first person in Qin Manor who dares to be on an equal footing with Qin Tinghan, I don't know if she is daring or brainless.

Yang Wenlan sat upright for a while, but she didn't see Qin Tinghan move, she leaned forward again: "Young Master Qin, do you need me to feed you?" Some sons of rich families just like being served like this.

Qin Ting's cold and cold phoenix eyes stared at the front without any warmth, all her anger gathered on her left arm resting on the stone table, her five fingers tightened slightly, and a gap appeared on the round stone table in an instant.

"Oh! Why did the table crack suddenly? Could it be that the concoction is too hot?"

Yang Wenlan exclaimed, and innocently reached out her hand to touch the bowl of noodles, it was really hot, and it wouldn't be able to crack such a thick round table.

Ye Herong came in from the gate, seeing such a scene, his complexion was quite a bit darker than the black suit on his body.

She walked over with big strides, and Qin Tinghan came over with big strides.

"The master is feeling ill, and this subordinate suggests lying on the couch to rest."

Ye Herong stopped, intending to stop him, and glanced at Yang Wenlan out of the corner of her eye, she was still studying the crack on the round stone table.

Fu Tonghua was hiding behind the pillar, and when he saw that Qin Tinghan wanted to go out, he hurriedly followed him: "Master, where are you going when you are sick? If it's not urgent, just ask the servants to do it." .”

"Whenever I go out, I need to report to you."

A sentence that sounded without waves, but hidden endless anger.

Fu Tonghua was sensible, stopped talking too much, and followed Qin Tinghan out of the house with his head down.

Ye Herong watched the two go away, turned around and glanced sideways at Yang Wenlan who was sitting at the round table, stepped forward, and dragged her towards his room.

"Do you have any brains? Your current status is the daughter of the Nanmen Grand Master's family, not her family's maid."

Ye Herong roared angrily, and threw Yang Wenlan to the side of the table with a throw, pushing the tea set on the table.

Yang Wenlan rubbed her sore arm, although she felt aggrieved, but she still held back and didn't dare to talk back, if it wasn't for Ye Herong, she would have become a veritable maid.

"Miss Ye, don't be angry, I will definitely follow your orders next time."

Yang Wenlan lowered her head and admitted her mistake, don't blame her for being stupid, Ye Herong just didn't speak clearly, she only said that she is the daughter of the Grand Master of the South Gate, reunited with this young master Qin after a long time, and never taught her how to get along with this young master ah.

Ye Herong glared at her viciously, and sat down on the chair angrily.

This Yang Wenlan originally thought that she was born in a scholarly family and would have some brains, but it seems that her eyesight is dull.

Qin Tinghan's expression this morning could tell that he was already doubting Yang Wenlan's identity, and the time was not yet ripe, she couldn't let Yang Wenlan be found out like this, she had to think of a way.

The street outside Qin's mansion was bustling with people, Qin Tinghan turned around two streets with his folding fan, looking impatient.He stopped and glanced at Fu Tonghua who was following him, and had no choice but to ask him for directions.

"Which street should I go to buy pork?"

"Ah! Pig, pork..."

Fu Tonghua suddenly stuttered, his master must be sick and stupid, he came out to buy some pork in a good way, there are hundreds of people in their Qin family, and he, the master, had to come out to buy pork himself.

"Master, do you mean the pork you bought to eat, or what is the code name?" He couldn't figure it out.

"Could it be that there is still some pork to wear!"

Fu Tonghua lowered his head and broke out in a cold sweat. He seemed to ask too many questions, and he annoyed the master again. It's a sin.

"Turn left on this street, and when you go straight, you will see someone selling pork. Basically all the butchers in the county are concentrated there."

Qin Tinghan put away the folding fan, with his hands behind his back, and after getting the exact position, he also hurried up his pace.

Fu Tonghua quickly followed behind in a cold sweat, his heart filled with doubts.

His master wanted to eat pork so much at the moment, knowing that there was someone selling pork over there, he ran away like this. If he remembered correctly, he just ate braised pork for dinner yesterday.

In front of Nanmenyue's wild pork stall, within a short time of burning incense, one-third of the wild pork was sold, and there were three or four buyers waiting for the meat to be cut.

Nanmenyue was busy collecting money with her head down, not noticing that there was a familiar figure in the queue.

Standing among this group of plain cloth farmers, that handsome face and plain white clothes seemed extraordinary and free from vulgarity.

Fu Tonghua followed closely, and panting heavily, he stood by Qin Tinghan's side: "Master, it's better to walk more slowly next time." He almost died of pursuit.

You must know that you are not only old, but also an eunuch, and your body is weak, so how can you mess around with him like this.

Fu Tonghua gasped for a while, and finally propped up his knees and barely straightened his back. Seeing his master queuing there, he had to guide him: "Master, the meat over there is also good, and there is no need to line up."

He can understand that when buying pork for the first time, he has no experience and will definitely make mistakes.

Qin Tinghan ignored him, her eyes full of affection were fixed on Nanmenyue who was busy collecting money.

That woman!

Fu Tonghua quickly covered his mouth, suppressing the surprise that almost blurted out, his master probably wouldn't.

Amitabha, I hope he really thinks too much. How could his master meet that fat woman? It's impossible, absolutely impossible.

Fu Tonghua kept shaking his head, talking to himself, like a sick old man.

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