General, the Madam is calling you to Farm

Chapter 64 Vanity

  Master Xiang's condition was stable, so Su Xiaoxiao would not stay any longer.

  Before leaving, he gave her two boxes of snacks from her little backpack.

  "It—" Mr. Xiang looked at Su Xiaoxiao in confusion.

  Su Xiaoxiao smiled: "Today is Xiaonian, I made some snacks myself, I hope you don't like it."

  Chang Ping glanced at Su Xiaoxiao, this time he did not dare to roll his eyes again.

  Mr. Xiang accepted it kindly: "Miss Su is interested, thank you."

  Actually, how did Su Xiaoxiao remember Xiaonian? It was because he gave too much money for consultations and medicines last time, so he was a little cautious.

  I really want to thank Mrs Huang for reminding her that today is Xiaonian.

  Although not a precious item, but with his rich or expensive status, he did not care about that precious item at all, Perhaps the treasure he bought with all his possessions was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

  In contrast, handmade dim sum is more sincere.

  “Why are there two boxes?” Master Xiang asked casually.

  “One box belongs to you, and the other box belongs to Jing Yi,” Su Xiaoxiao said.

  "Jing Yi." Young Master Xiang smiled, "You can call him by his name easily."

  Su Xiaoxiao spread her arms: "He is young, why not call him by his name?" Sir

  Young Xiang asked, "Am I very old?"

  Huh huh?

  No, what are you fighting about?

  You just say your last name is Xiang, but you don't say who you are!

  "Chonghua," said he.

  “Hah?” Su Xiaoxiao was shocked.

  "My words." He smiled warmly.

  The ancients had surnames, first names and characters, such as Shen Chuan, whose character was Qing He.

  In this superficial dynasty, there seemed to be no firm boundary between words and names, it was natural for peers to call names by name, and there was no such thing as disrespect.

  Scholars have good etiquette, and they are mostly called by their last name or character. For example, a classmate might call Shen Chuan as Mr. Shen, or as Big Brother Qinghe. Of course, it was not wrong to call him Shen Chuan.

  He meant that he could call him Xiang Chonghua in the future?

  Or the... A chonghua?

  Su Xiaoxiao blinked, seriously and seriously: "Oh."

  ...

  Not long after Su Xiaoxiao left, Jing Yi walked in shrouded in wind and snow.

  Mr. Xiang is writing.

  Jing Yi came to him and asked, “Sepupu, did you test him today?”

  “No.” Xiang continued to write.

  Jing Yi said again: “Then why did you say your own words to her?”

  Master Xiang glanced at Chang Ping who was sweeping the snow outside the door, Chang Ping shivered, and hid by the side.

  “I've learned how to complain to Jing Yi.” Mr. Xiang smiled lightly, “He is not a snake or a poisonous wild beast, so there is no need to be too careful towards him.” Jing Yi frowned and said, “Then

  don't you don't have to trust her too much."

  Mr. Xiang pushed a box of snacks on the table into his hands: "This."

  "What?" Ask Jing Yi.

  "Gift from the young year," said Mr. Xiang.

  Jing Yi asked strangely: "Didn't the New Year end yesterday?"

  "The New Year is celebrated on the 23rd of the twelfth month in Beijing, and today in Qingzhou." After Master Xiang finished speaking, he added, "Miss Su made it herself."

  Jing Yi did not have any prejudice against Su Xiaoxiao herself, she simply did not want her cousin to trust outsiders too much.

  He tasted.

  “How does it feel?” ask Mr. Xiang.

  Jing Yi said truthfully: "Good boy, it's no worse than what a chef cook cooks."

  Mr. Xiang smiled and said, “Rarely, I remember you don't like sweet-sweet ones.”

  Jing Yi thought for a moment, and said, “That's because they made it that tastes bad.”

  Mr. Xiang laughed, finished writing the final stroke, put the brush Putting it in the pen place, he said to Jing Yi: "Send this couple of stanzas to Miss Su." "Why?"   If

  people

  at the palace knowing it, he would definitely do it. be great! ——After Su Xiaoxiao came out of Mr. Xiang's wings, he was sure to do it, he went to the study room in the front yard to see if Shen Chuan was there.   He walked all the way and did not see the workspace with the door open,

he thought there might be red paper in Shen Chuan's hands, so he asked Chen Chuan to buy some.   But he came at an unfortunate moment, the,

“No pancakes today!” Su Xiaoxiao said seriously.   The old man raised his finger: "One cake, one red paper."   Su Xiaoxiao: "..."   Half a quarter of an hour later,

Su Xiaoxiao boldly walked out the back door while holding ten pieces of red paper.   The cleaning boy asked in a low voice: "Isn't the young master asking you ...

to give that paper to Miss Su directly?"   The old man bit the egg yolk cake and said, "Fine."   So What's?   The pancake was delicious! ——Salju was down again in the morning, but luckily it only went down for a while and then stopped, which did not greatly affect Su Xiaoxiao's footsteps.   

Su Xiaoxiao arrived at the village during the day, at this time most of the villagers were in their own homes, but most of the villagers were gathered at Lao Su's house, and Su's old house was surrounded by water.

  "Sister! You're back!"

  Su Ergou, who was fetching water at the entrance of the village, saw his own sister and insisted on taking the water with her. In fact, he had come to the entrance of the village to wait for the three Su Xiaoxiao. Xiao Xiao's small bean dings rushed over!

  Su Xiaoxiao bowed and let the three little men smash into her arms.

  He patted the heads of the three little ones: "Big tiger, two tigers, and little tiger."

  After hanging out for a while, he could figure out who was even without counting their hair.

  The three little children who were called by the correct names were very pleased, and hurriedly rubbed their hair into his palm: "Mother."

  Su Xiaoxiao gradually became accustomed to this address, and no longer forcefully corrected it.

  After moving the heads of the three of them, he touched the hands of the three of them: "Is it cold?"

  The three of them shook their heads: "Not cold."

  Waiting for mom, it's not cold at all!

  Su Ergou's water was ready, and the family started walking back.

  “Did something happen to the old Su family?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

  Su Ergou snorted, "The big cousin wrote a blessing and a verse for the old Su family. Lizheng and Su's old family relatives also had it. He also said that if there were more later, it would be given to the villagers for free. Everyone wants to See if you can get a pair of stanzas, if you can't get one, you can get the word lucky. ” Bait

  in the city it is very expensive, in addition to the cost of red paper, you also need to pay a little hard work to the person who wrote the Money stanza, commonly known as pen, ink, and silver.

  Huang and Chen Haoyuan's actions could be described as a big deal, getting quite a lot of attention for the old Su family.

  Madam Fang and Mistress Yang came out to put up the temple, their faces beaming, and the villagers surrounded them and praised them nonstop.

  At this time, the aunt of the Wu family beat up the old house of Su and came out with her grandson crying in her arms.

  Adults rarely get the Spring Festival stanzas, and children don't want them, there's no other way, so Aunt Wu has to go first.

  Looking at the two siblings, he hurriedly said, "Fat girl! Ergou! Chen Xiucai was writing the temple, go and ask for a pair! He is your cousin! He will definitely give it to you! "Su Ergou rolled his eyes, who

  I want a stanza written by that man!

  The Wu family's aunt shouted to Su's old house: "Chen Xiucai! The fat girl came to you to ask for the temple!" So

  the words came out, the villagers immediately looked towards the two brothers.

  "Don't you say that we'll come to you after you've finished writing old Zhang's?" "

  Yes, why is there another temple coming! Is there an end?

  " "

  Su Xiao Xiaodao: "Everyone misunderstood, we didn't come here to ask for the temple, we just passed by."

  Huang Shi found an opportunity to show off, and he smiled cynically: "If you want, just say, for the sake of relatives, our Chen family can still afford a pair of stanzas!"

  Su Xiaoxiao said lightly, "I said I don't want it."

  The aunt of the Wu family persuaded: "Fat girl, don't be arrogant, your aunt said she'll give it to you, why not?" Why don't you?"

  Su Xiaoxiao said domineeringly: "I don't like it!"

  What did Fatty Su say?

  She ... doesn't like it?

  The stanza written by Chen Xiucai, he actually did not like it!

  Su Fatya's words managed to attract everyone's attention!

  It's just that everyone didn't think he was telling the truth, instead, they just thought he was talking out of anger!

  Who is Chen Haoyuan? He was a stronger scholar than He Tongsheng. It was hard to find the second one in ten miles and eight villages!

  Let's talk about this temple again, in the countryside that can only eat twice a day except during the busy agricultural season, as rare as large meat!

  Who wouldn't want to ask for a pair of stickers when Lunar?

  “Oh, I heard that the relationship between the two families was not good, and last time was very bad,” said a villager.

  It's about Huang and her husband Chen Feng going to Xiao Su's house to talk about the marriage between their illegitimate child and Su Fat Ya Su Fat Ya and the newly married Qiao Langjun slapping faces Chen Feng and his wife in public.

  "If it were me, I wouldn't dare to ask for the temple."

  "Mother Xiucai did not care for her, and she was tolerant and generous to give her temple. She doesn't want it?"   I am not ashamed to ask for it.

  "   It was just that at one time, in order to get the verse written by Chen Xiucai, everyone almost turned to Huang.   Mrs Huang was very pleased with the phrase "forgiveness and generosity". The last three or two verses will still be given. If he could gain a good reputation and step on this girl's face, he had no reason to disagree.   He pretended to sigh: "Don't talk about it, everyone. My sister-in-law left early and she had no mother to look after her. It's undeniable that I'm a bit of a bitch. As an aunt, do I really care about a child?   " The only difference was that Su Fatty did not say clearly whether he had a mother or not.   Huang thought she had reasoned very well, and said with a generous face: "Forget it, fat girl, don't make things difficult for you, just call me aunt, and I'll give you this temple." "Ah, really   ? Then what should we do?"   "Yes, I've been waiting for a day!"   "I'm really sorry, Fatty is Brother Hao's cousin .. don't look ..."   Huang's words were only halfway through, when he turned his head, Fatty Su was gone!   This, this, this dead girl, did she leave without waiting for her to finish speaking? !   "Fucking girl! Stop that!"   Huang was so angry that he trembled!   Su Xiaoxiao held the hands of the three little ones, and said casually: "Ergou, tell her, I don't even want the money for the stanza written by Chen Haoyuan."

  Su Ergou turned around and said loudly: "My brother said it! The temple written by Chen Haoyuan! We don't want money! "

  Huang stretched out his index finger, put his hips on his hips and scolded: "You fucking girl ! You just have to be stubborn! "