Osmanthus with gifts asked all the way to find Hujia village. When she came to the village, she reconfirmed when she met Mrs. Li and her three sons to go to the field. Osmanthus just asked, is this Hujia village? Mrs. Li said impatiently that it was not Hujia village, but what kind of village could it be?

A word makes osmanthus face white. But it is not easy to meet individuals, osmanthus or patience said thank you, and asked a more: "excuse me, Hu Xiaohua, how to get home?"

Mrs. Li didn't want to take care of her. Is there a carriage? Ask people the road do not know to get off the carriage, not educated, what to show in front of her? Her heart is a little unbalanced, but hear the name of Hu Xiaohua, she squint at the woman in front of her several times.

Dressed in silk and satin, beautiful, young and able to ride a carriage, is it a kiln girl?

Osmanthus by her eyeground disdain to make some inexplicable, she did not offend in front of the mother-in-law? "I'm the shopkeeper of xiulou in the town. I have something to do with the Hu sisters."

Not Yao? The shopkeeper of xiulou in town? Li Po Tzu immediately gave up the scorn just now and became enthusiastic as if fighting chicken blood. "It's the shopkeeper in the embroidery building. I know Hu Xiaohua's house. I'll take you there." With that, he told his three sons to work hard and stride towards the Hu family.

Why go to Hu's house instead of Hu Yang's? Of course, I'm going to see a joke. Who in the village doesn't know that the little flowers and the small peaches are working in the embroidery room, but they are suddenly returned. It must be something that people hate. Now that people are chasing after them, how can they not have a lively look.

Isn't Hu's arrogant and despises them every day? Look, she's going to grandma's house without losing face. Being humiliated by people, the Hu family is also regarded as the pioneer of Hujia village.

Osmanthus don't know the gratitude and resentment between them. They should be convinced by their identity as the shopkeeper of embroidery building.

"Hu family, Hu family, you have a big family." As soon as she entered the village, Mrs. Li began to shout. Many women in the village heard the news and followed them to the Hu family.

Hu heard Mrs. Li's voice at home and rushed out of the main room. Big man? When did she have a big name in her family? Is it a child born in the exam? But I don't think it's time for the exam? Where is the big man from?

"Open the door, Hu. People are coming to you in a carriage." In a carriage? Looking for them? Is it that the second son's family developed in the town? This thought, she excitedly wiped her hands on the body, and pulled the wrinkled clothes, which was ready to open the door.

"Mother, I'll do it. I'll do it." When Hu Cuihua saw that Hu was going to open the door, she rushed out of the room and said, "my mother is in the rear to direct."

Hu Cuihua opened the door and walked out quickly. Sure enough, she saw a carriage at the door, but she didn't know the woman on the carriage. "Are you?"

"Hu family, she is the shopkeeper of the embroidery building in the town. She is specially looking for your little flower sisters." Mrs. Li couldn't get used to the artificial appearance of Hu's painting. She grabbed the osmanthus in front of her mouth.

Hu's just that kind of excitement by Li Pozi's words instantaneous pouring through the heart cool, is it Hu Xiaohua sister still have bad debts in the embroidery building? They're begging on the door? Yes, it must be. Otherwise, if you come to see them, how can you bring nothing?

Osmanthus just got out of the carriage and was ready to talk to Hu. Unexpectedly, Hu suddenly turned over. "You're looking for the wrong door. Hu Xiaohua and his family don't live here. Go to the west end of the village to find out. I have nothing to do with them." Finish saying, don't give osmanthus any chance to talk, turn head back to yard.

Osmanthus looks stunned.

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