The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 116: How many babies will be born (1)
Fortunately, it didn't take long to find the master lying on the ground.With trembling hands, he took off the cloth bag covering him, and saw that the young master had his eyes tightly closed, except for bleeding from both nostrils, there was no open wound on his face.

An Yi is very concerned about her appearance, and considers herself to be suave and suave.In Ping County, except for Min Lansheng whose appearance can make him admit that he is better than himself, he can't look down on anyone else.

"My lord! My lord!" The boy's cry had already stopped.

An Yi nodded laboriously, indicating that he was not dead.

After struggling for a while, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and motioned for the servant to help him up first.

"My lord, go report to the officials first." The boy looked back and forth in horror, fearing that a stranger would approach him.

This time, An Yi shook his head, adjusted his breath, and then said weakly: "Who are you reporting to an official...Those people are official errands..."

"But son, when did you offend the official servant..."

An Yi continued to shake his head, stood against the wall for a while, put his arms on the boy's body and leaned on him and said, "Do those people still have to find a reason for beating others? Go home."

An Yi walked here and there for a few steps and seemed to remember something: "Did you smell anything just now?"

"What's the smell?" The boy asked with a sad face.

An Yi didn't speak. Although he couldn't see or speak when he was beaten just now, his nose was still able to breathe. He clearly felt that he smelled a greasy smell of boiled meat, which seemed to be mixed with Ordering other dishes, in short, is the strange smell that can only be emitted when various dishes are mixed together.

It felt like he was pressed on the chopping board and beaten up by the rice spoon and the big iron pot!
However, An Yi didn't want to think about the details anymore, he knew that he had offended someone.Otherwise, it would be impossible to suffer fat beatings twice a day!

Who is this person?

Lansheng?He shook his head...

Lan Sheng, if it were you, I would suffer this beating... But, the relationship between you and me ends here...

An Yi was really heartbroken this time.

"You said that group of guards all disappeared in the direction of Jufulou?" Min Lansheng listened to the news Gao Yue brought back with his chin in his hands, thinking.

"Yes. Brother Xiucai, why do you think they went to Jufulou?" Gao Yue lay on the window sill and stared at Xiucai, waiting for him to come up with the result.

"What can you do? Naturally, it's time to eat!" Min Lansheng lowered her eyes and just wanted to laugh: "My lady, my lady...you have something to fall into my husband's hands."

"Then they are really servants?"

"They are yamen servants." The scholar nodded solemnly: "Otherwise, who would dare to go to a restaurant to eat after beating someone in the street?"

"An Yi must have offended the people in the yamen." Min Lansheng whispered pretending to be mysterious: "Think about it, who else in Ping County can instruct the three yamen?"

"Lord County Magistrate!" Gao Yue's eyes widened.

Min Lansheng put her fair fingers on her lips, made a silent movement, and then patted him on the shoulder: "Smart!"

Gao Yue smiled smugly, and he was so beautiful in his heart that he could be recognized as smart and talented brother to praise his cleverness!

Misfortune was brought to the east, blaming others, Gao Yue convinced Gao Yue with a few words.There was a harmless smile on Min Lan's face like a spring flower: "Since someone has taken care of this scourge, let's stop here..."

After agreeing with Mr. Xiucai of Dianzang Shutang, you can see the samples printed by engraving in half a month. It's almost the same time, Su Xiazhi is in a good mood.

Paste such a piece of happy red paper on the exquisitely shaped bamboo basket filled with dried noodles, and she can take it to the Maochangji in the town to sell it after a little tidying up. Su Xiazhi told herself: only success is not allowed to fail!

If Maochangji can't be sold on behalf of others, she is ready to bite her teeth and open her own shop.

The noodle workshop is now devoted not only to her own hard work, but also to the hopes of those women who stick to the backyard of Aunt Gao's house.

Su Xiazhi feels that it is a very sinful thing to make people lose hope, so she will try her best to find a way out for dried noodles.

Cut out a square piece of red paper and went out. After a long time, Su Xiazhi entered the room excitedly, and said to the scholar who was pulling out the 'peony' in the yard: "Don't pull it out. It might be a few days after pulling it out completely today." It will grow again, you pull out the top, and the bottom roots will always grow new ones."

"I think you're really annoyed by this thing, pull it out so it won't get in your eyes." Xiucai threw the few wormwood plants in his hand against the wall, and went to the Westinghouse to get a basin to wash his hands.

"I can kill them without pulling them by hand, what a joke!"

"Oh?" The scholar bent over to fetch water looked back and said with a smile, "What's the trick, my lady? How about teaching me as a husband?"

"Pour boiling water..." Su Xiazhi looked down at the things she put on the table and couldn't forget to shudder: "I saw this thing growing in our yard, so I poured boiling water on it. If you scoop it down, the roots of that piece will be scalded to death, and they won't grow any more!"

"..." The lady's ruthless move is only to deal with Kuhao!Min Lansheng washed her hands obediently and reminded herself not to make those mistakes that hinder the eyes of ladies...

"What are you looking at?" After wiping his hands and putting down his rolled-up sleeves, the scholar entered the room, stood beside the lady and looked down at the desk.

"Does it look good?" There is a red paper-cut on the desk, with a few birthday peaches and bats cut out on it.

Longevity peaches represent longevity, and bats share the same blessings. They are all auspicious things, and it makes people happy to see them.

"Is this preparing for Mr. An's birthday?" The scholar raised his eyebrows, and immediately guessed the lady's intention: "Sending some dried noodles to the teacher's birthday banquet is a clever plan!"

"What a smart kid, come here, let mother hug..." Su Xiazhi gave way to Xiucai, teasing the poor.

Pulling him to the desk, he said, "Write an auspicious word about birthday in this blank space, so that people can see that this is a gift from you."

"Mother?" The scholar didn't look at the paper-cut, but looked at the poor-mouthed daughter-in-law's chest in a serious manner and said, "I'm hungry..."

(End of this chapter)