Su Qingma planned to send New Year gifts to her parents and godfather, so she took Guo and Youbai to the street to select local gifts.

Walking on the street, I found someone staring at her, so I turned my head to look.

I saw a middle-aged man walking towards her.

"The little Wu Xiu has met Mrs. Lu."

Su Qingma looked at him twice, sure she didn't know him, and said lightly: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Can Madam speak with one step?"

Su Qingma frowned: "Sorry, I still have something to do." After that, she turned around and left, not intending to pay attention.

Wu Xiu was stunned for a moment, and was a little surprised to see that Su Qingma didn't even give him the chance to speak.

He hurriedly took two steps and whispered: "It's about the eldest son."

Su Qingma was shocked and looked at him.

Last time in Haizhou, Dabao said that a middle-aged man came to him and asked him if his surname was Li. He described the man to her. Could it be the person in front of him?

"My son is following his father at this moment and is about to turn around soon. I wonder what's wrong with him?"

Wu Xiu was stunned. Isn’t he going to talk?

At this time, people were coming and going on the street, and Wu Xiu did not intend to talk about his nephew in front of the guards and the people on the street.

He had imagined how to talk, but now seeing Su Qingma not accepting any advice, he was stunned for a moment. How can we continue?

Moreover, the wars in the surrounding areas of Weibo were fierce this time. Wu State led troops north to the Central Plains, but Lu Bocheng did not make any noise. He only captured the three states next to Xuzhou and came back, saying that he wanted to come back for the New Year.

Just, is it so casual? No ambition?

Not planning to get a piece of the pie?

Is Lu Bocheng not going to bring his nephew to the princes? Now is such a good time.

Or is it that Lu Bocheng has no idea of ​​his eldest son’s identity?

Is this eldest son of the Jiedushi really his nephew? If he was really his nephew, a general in the side, he shouldn't have such an attitude.

The martial arts practitioner is confused.

Su Qingma was not affected at all and took the girl and the woman leisurely on the street.

The martial arts cultivator did not have direct evidence to prove Dabao's identity. The more she acted as if nothing had happened, the more uncertain the other party was.

Su Qingma was not worried.

No one knows about Dabao's identity except Godfather and Choi Yuying.

Even Xiaodouzi and others who followed her north to look for Lu Bocheng didn't know. Unless Dabao wanted to recognize him, Dabao's life experience would not be revealed.

Su Qingma didn't take it seriously. She walked around the streets and stopped to take a look when she saw what she liked.

Anyone who knew her greeted her, and the vendors of various merchants stuffed things into her hands. Su Qingmu smiled and thanked her. He asked the servants to give her double the money, and gradually no one stuffed things over.

Now the business roads to Xuzhou are smooth, and you can walk from Yuedi to Zhenhai, unobstructed. Moreover, Yuedi and Zhenhai are now very rich, and merchants from various commercial banks are also willing to come to Zhenhai.

Through the east, west, south, north, and directly to Xuzhou in Zhenhai, the merchants did their business smoothly and the goods transported there were very complete. They were both goods from both sides and overseas goods, and they could also be found.

Not only businessmen like to run to Zhenhai, but also the people from other places are moving to Zhenhai.

All prefectures and counties reported that the population under their jurisdiction was growing rapidly. Just selling land and houses, local governments collected a lot of taxes and silver. The treasury is now very full.

As the states and counties become rich, the people naturally have their pockets. They live and work in peace and contentment, so they are naturally willing to go out and shop before the New Year to buy some New Year's goods so that they can have a festive and peaceful Spring Festival.

Su Qingma spent a long time walking around, then sat in the teahouse for a while and had some tea. She heard about the storytelling. She felt that the years were quiet.

Nowadays, everyone is willing to drink brewed tea, and they eat less tea and roasted tea. Every year, Su’s father and mother would send her fresh tea from the mountains.

Su Qingma also packed tea, candles, mountain goods and other local products from the mountains to generals and adults from various prefectures as gifts.

Everyone was very happy to receive the return gift, and the boudoir gifts delivered to her house every year became heavier and heavier.

Some people even specifically pointed out that they wanted mountain goods from the mountains.

Su Qingxian purchased a lot of mountain goods and local products from the mountains over the years, and was loved by the people from Zhenhai and others. She also helped the mountaineers in the mountains to create wealth.

It can be said that kills two birds with one stone.

Su Qingniang had just finished the New Year gifts delivered to various places, and Lu Bocheng and his son were also back.

"Mom, mom, we're back!" Xiaobao shouted and rushed into the mansion.

Lu Bocheng waved his palm on him: "Come back when you come back, call so loudly, what should I do if you scare your mother?"

While hiding to the side, Xiaobao glanced at his father: "Is my mother so easy to scare?"

"What if your mother is concentrating on doing something? What if she is cutting something with a knife and being scared by you, she will fall..."

"Ah, will it?" Xiaobao was a little surprised.

Before Lu Bocheng finished speaking, he was stunned at first. When he came to his senses, he left his two sons and rushed to the mansion. Don’t he really was cutting things with a knife, and then being scared, right?

"Madam!" he ran into the mansion while shouting.

Dabao looked at each other and ran into the house.

"What's wrong?" Su Qingniang was very happy when she heard the voices of the father and son.

Lu Bocheng asked for a sigh of relief: "Madam, as long as you are fine."

Although I really wanted to hug my wife, but there were many people, I turned to my soft-scented daughter: "Xiaoqi, come and hug my dad. Dad miss us Xiaoqi."

As Lu Bocheng said, he walked towards Xiaoqi and wanted to hug her.

Seeing that his father was back, Xiaoqi was also rushing towards him. As soon as he approached, he pinched his nose and stepped back: "Dad, stinky."

"Uh? Dad is stinky?"

I sniffed it and it smelled a little smell. I kept rushing to eat for days and I ate it right away. There was no sweaty smell in winter, but it smelled quite strong when it was touched by horses.

Dabao stepped forward and picked up Xiaoqi: "Brother is not smelly, brother, hug him."

Xiaoqi was picked up by Dabao, giggled, and pushed his face with his little hand, not letting him kiss: "Brother is also stinky, don't let his brother kiss."

Dabao teased her, but refused to let her down.

Xiaobao ignored it, and walked up to hug Su Qingma, rubbed it in her arms: "Mom, don't think your son is smelly. I miss you so much."

Su Qingma smiled and patted him: "Mom doesn't dislike it. Are you injured?"

"No. There is no scratch at all, it's going well."

"That's good." He looked at Dabao again, "Where is Dabao?"

"Mom, I'm fine, I'm not hurt." As he said, he hugged Xiaoqi and walked towards his mother.

Su Qingma touched his head and was very pleased. Every time her two sons came back from the front line, they looked a little older.

She was both happy and melancholy in her heart. When her son grew up, it meant that he would leave her and no longer stick to her like he did when he was a child.

"Madam, why don't you ask about being a husband? You only have two sons in your heart now." Lu Bocheng glared at her dissatisfiedly.

"You are promising, how old are you, how old are your two sons!" He was jealous of his son.
Chapter completed!