Cuizhu nodded quickly, "Yes, the second young lady."

"Okay! You're waiting for me outside." Song Qiao entered the inner room, took a jade hairpin from the jewelry box, and brought the silver and silver notes.

She knew in her heart that Li would not enter the Three Treasure Hall without any trouble.

The master and servant walked out of the door together.

The concierge immediately saluted, "Mrs. Second Young Master."

Li turned around and looked over when he heard the sound, looking up and down with cold eyes, "Qiao'er, I was worried about you coming, but now it seems that you are doing a great life in the Yang Mansion."

Li smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes. This is really true. Today, I saw Qiaoer as a wife of a wealthy family. It's not bad! It's not bad."

Song Qiao was afraid that she would say something thorny in her words, so she stepped forward and held her hand intimately, "Auntie, let's sit in the teahouse and rest, and then let's go to the street to go around."

Li's eyes turned lightly and nodded.

“That’s good.”

She looked up at the door plaque of Yang's mansion.

"Qiao'er, it's my first time to come to Yang's mansion. Look at it's so grand. Why don't you take me in and have a look? I'll also see the style of the wealthy family."

When Song Qiao heard about Fang, she was shocked.

"Auntie, there are many customers at home today, so it's not very convenient. Another day, Qiaoer wants to buy some things for you and uncle. Otherwise, let's go out first."

Still want to go in?

How is this possible?

Li's trip was indeed a bad person.

However, Song Qiao had no choice. She had a handle in her hands, and there was more than one handle. In this way, she could only be passive.

"Buy something for me?"

"Yes."

Song Qiao nodded, as well as usual, well-behaved and sensible.

Only she knew that she was no longer Song Qiao as before. After she married Yang Yuan, her heart gradually leaned towards Yang Yuan.

Although she often thinks of Wen Han, she knows very well that the identity of the second young lady of Yang's family is more suitable for her.

Li smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay! Qiaoer really loves the aunt."

On that day, Li knocked a lot of benefits from Song Qiao and bought a large bag of things. Song Qiao also hired a carriage to take her back to the village.

I didn't see anyone all day, but I got home after dark.

Li was so anxious that Boss Wen was very anxious.

He was even more surprised as Li entered the door with a large bag of small bags of things, "Where are you going to? You haven't been home for a whole day. Are these things? You didn't go to find your daughter and asked her to buy them for you, right?"

As he said that, Boss Wen slapped her thigh hard, "Oh, how did I tell you? I told you not to ask your daughter for things. Our daughter has not yet gained a foothold in the Shen family. This will only make her blamed by her elders and annoy her son-in-law."

"You said, why don't you think about your daughter? If you do this, how can your daughter stand up and speak with her back straight?"

Li gave him a blank look, "What are you talking about? Am I so careless about cheating on my daughter? Hurry! Help me carry the things in, and I will tell you well. I brought roast chicken and made wine. Let's have a few drinks tonight."

Boss Wen helped her mention something, "Did you buy so many things for money?"

His heart was bleeding.

The silver, the white silver, she, a prodigal girl, spent so much.

"No, no!" Li smiled and shook his head.

Hearing this, Boss Wen felt a little better.

After entering the house and putting down his things, he couldn't wait to ask: "Wife, where did these things come from? Who would give you so many things?"

Li pursed her lips and smiled, "Song Qiao, that bitch knew she was in the wrong, so I met her, and she hurriedly used things to block my mouth."

"You went to the county?"

"Go."

"You said, you...ah..." Boss Wen stamped his feet and glanced at the things on the table, "How can you go to her to ask for something? If Ahan knows this, how do you have to say to you?"

"If you don't say it, how can Ahan know?"

"What if Song Qiao told Ah Han?"

"She still has the face to find Ahan?" Li frowned, "Is she shameless? She has married someone else, and she still wants to ruin my son's reputation?"

"..." Boss Wen sighed, feeling that it was inconsistent with her.

You say this, she says that.

"Don't look for her in the future."

"If you have something to do, I have to look for her. If she doesn't look for her, she won't remember doing something sorry for Ah Han, so she will enjoy happiness in Yang's house with peace of mind."

The more Li thought about it, the more angry he became.

"She lives a good life, but it also makes us Ah Han. If it weren't for her, Ah Han wouldn't have quit her marriage with Song Nuan. Look at Song Nuan now, she has the ability to hire someone to work. Although I can't stand her well, she is really capable, and I don't deny this."

Li felt that because of Song Qiao and Wen Han, he did not get any benefits.

All of this is Song Qiao's fault.

"Okay! I won't say that you brought roast chicken and wine? You can cook some hot food quickly. I didn't eat it at noon and I was hungry."

Boss Wen changed the topic.

Li frowned and was displeased.

Boss Wen said again: "After drinking, we will rest early. We have not had a warm heart with you for many days. It just so happens that we can enjoy it tonight with wine and meat, so we can enjoy it even more."

He reached out and pinched Li's chest.

Li clapped his hand and said angrily: "Old ghost, you..."

"You don't like it?"

“…”

Boss Wen simply hugged her and reached into her clothes, "Do you like it? Now that the children are old, we live in this big house. No matter how loud you scream, no one will say about you. Wife, why don't we change the place tonight?"

Li was so excited that he said, "Where did you change?"

"You can do whatever you like."

"Okay!" Li stood up and took the things to the kitchen, "Come on, come together and help burn the fire."

"Okay."

...

Song Nuan's side expected to plant two acres of land in three days, but they were divided into teams and tasks, and they finished planting in one and a half days.

As she agreed earlier, she settled the wages for everyone after the completion of the work.

The villagers were so happy.

The next day, Zhang Ziqiang arranged everything. In the morning, under the banyan tree, Song Nuan signed a long-term contract with the people he had made earlier.

Six taels of silver a year, and you can still take care of your own home.

This incident caused a huge wave in the village.

The discussion was full of controversy.

After signing these people, there were three Bai's mother and daughter, and they could take care of several acres of vegetable fields. Song Nuan still provided to the restaurant as a whole.

However, all these matters were handed over to the hands of the Bai family and the daughter of the three.

Song Nuan devotes most of her energy to medical skills. Life passes quickly. In another half a month, she will go to the county to participate in medical skills assessment.

"Sister, come out and see who is back?"

Song Jiabao ran in from outside.

Song Nuan put down the medical book and as soon as she got up, she was pulled out of the door by Song Jiabao. In the yard, Lai Xilai stood by the pool, with big and small bags of things at her feet.

He glanced around in surprise.

Finally, his eyes touched Song Nuan.

He stepped forward to salute, "Madam, Ah Lai is back. Madam, our family is really beautiful, it's much better than I thought."

Song Nuan looked up and down in surprise, "Alai, why are you back? I haven't received the news? Who are you back this time?"

She couldn't help looking to the gate of the yard.

Lai Xilai understood, "Madam, I am the only one who came back this time, and the young master did not come back. I came back to pick up Zhang Dahan. The young master said that his injury has healed and he can take it over and do things with me."

"Where is Ah Zheng? I didn't send a message back."

Song Nuan's tone was a little complaining.

Wen Chongzheng has been away for twenty days, but he has not sent a message back.
To be continued...