Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Man Bao and Bai Erlang sat obediently, and Bai Shan then coughed lightly and said, "I think there are two ways to clear up the grievances of Mr. This matter; secondly, let Chen Fulin admit it himself."

Man Bao: "Chen Fulin is not stupid, how could he admit it?"

Bai Shan: "We can make a routine."

Bai Erlang asked: "Is it the same as written in the script?"

Bai Shan nodded, "It's about the same. We can ask Mr. Jiang and the others to testify at that time. Come on, let's first predict what we will say when we see him so that we can elicit his words."

After thinking about it for a while, Mr. Zhuang, who was about to come out to get some air, happened to hear it. He shook his head, turned around and started to leave, thinking that it would be good to let them touch the wall.

But thinking of their enemy, he took a deep breath and turned around again.

Forget it, this is not the time for them to learn from a fall.

Mr. Zhuang walked behind Bai Shan, saw his Man Bao and Bai Erlang shrunk their necks at the same time, and sat down obediently.

Seeing their reaction, Bai Shan straightened his back without turning his head, and said cheerfully: "Okay, let's review the homework we wrote yesterday."

Mr. Zhuang patted him on the head angrily.

Bai Shan scratched his head and turned around, "Sir..."

Mr. Zhuang shook his head and said, "I've already told you to leave this matter to the teacher..."

He paused and said, "This method is useless."

The three asked, "Why?"

Mr. Zhuang raised his eyelids and glanced at them.

The three of them understood in seconds, "Oh—Mr. has used it."

Mr. Zhuang coughed lightly and said: "After the incident happened back then, I went to him once as a teacher, but no matter how I questioned or circumvented the conversation, he always answered perfectly. See you today, and he only said that it was a misunderstanding. "

Mr. Zhuang looked at the three disciples and said, "How old are you this year, how old is he? He has been in the officialdom for twenty years. Could it be that his thoughtfulness is not as good as yours? Don't talk about tricking him, it's good if you don't get tricked."

"Also, you still have a big enemy. The king of Yizhou is like a flood that is about to break the embankment. The embankment may collapse at any time, especially now that the embankment that is blocking the flood is deliberately collapsed to release the flood. Standing directly below, there is no more dangerous existence than you, so let's stop causing trouble right now."

This is also the reason why Mr. Zhuang tried his best to hide at home and not go out after he learned that Chen Fulin was looking for him.

But he is not a cowardly person. Although he has reduced going out, it is impossible not to go out. Who knew that it was such a coincidence that he was safe and sound for the past two months, but he met him today.

This is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's really bad.

Mr. Zhuang was in a bad mood when he recalled this, he simply gave the three disciples a look, and ordered directly, "You are not allowed to take care of this matter anymore, did you hear me?"

The three of Bai Shan stood up obediently and said yes.

Mr. Zhuang looked at the faces of the three of them one by one, nodded in satisfaction, and then went back to take a nap with his hands behind his back.

Man Bao, Bai Shan and Bai Erlang watched Mr. go back to the house, and sighed in unison, "Forget it, let us think about it, it's useless right now."

Man Bao felt a little sleepy after eating, mainly because today was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and they were going out to enjoy the lanterns at night, so they had to get enough sleep.

So he also yawned and said, "I'll go back to the room and sleep for a while."

Bai Shan and Bai Erlang looked at each other and went back to their houses.

In the evening of Mid-Autumn Festival, Wu Lang and the others originally wanted to come back to have a reunion dinner together, but they didn't expect that people in the capital would not like to eat reunion dinner at home, but prefer to eat outside.

The restaurant took several tables of reunion wine, so they had to stay in the shop.

As a result, there were a lot of people who came to dinner today. Let alone the reunion dinner, Wu Wulang and the others were so busy that they almost couldn't even drink their saliva. He had a few pennies and told him to run back and tell Man Bao and the others.

Therefore, there were only four masters and apprentices and Bai Dalang next door at the reunion dinner.

Bai Dalang went out to attend a literary meeting for a day, and even went out to drink with his classmates. Even after washing up, he still smelled of alcohol.

The three of Man Bao took the initiative to move away from him.

Bai Dalang was only smelled of alcohol, but he wasn't drunk, so he was happy when he saw their reaction, and he glanced at Bai Erlang first, "During the Chinese New Year, you stole the wine from home and drank it, why are you pretending now? ?”

Bai Erlang said confidently: "I spit it out again, it's bitter and spicy, I really don't know what to drink."

Bai Shan nodded approvingly.

Bai Dalang went to see Man Bao, "Didn't you say you want to make wine, and you asked me to help you find a book on wine making? How can you make wine with no smell at the moment? You know that good wine is very particular." Wine-scented..."

"I don't brew sorghum wine, I brew wine, and Senior Brother Bai, the smell of this wine is different from that of people."

Mr. Zhuang poured himself a glass of wine and watched them talk with a smile.

When they had finished talking, they said, "Move the table to the yard in a while, and let's watch the moon together tonight."

"Then sir, when shall we go out to watch the lanterns?"

"Our Changqing Lane is the main street, and the Imperial College is just ahead. That street is very lively. There is no need to go to Zhuque Street, and don't go out of the inner city. If you want to join in the fun, just take a walk on the street." Mr. Zhuang saw that the faces of the four people were a little bit unwilling, so he said: "There are many dangers as there are many people, don't be naughty."

Bai Dalang smiled silly and sweetly: "Sir, what danger is there under the Son of Heaven? It's the first time we celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival in the capital, why don't I take them to the outer city to see?"

That's where the fun is.

Bai Shan and Man Bao, who were always afraid of death, were also moved and looked at their husband.

Mr. Zhuang directly raised his head to look at Daji who was sitting on the porch.

Daji noticed his gaze, got up quickly and walked over, and said to Bai Shan: "Master, the old lady is going to the capital in two days."

Not only Bai Shan, but also Man Bao and Bai Erlang became honest in an instant, and even Bai Dalang stopped talking about going to the outer city.

Mrs. Liu actually set off early, and would have arrived before the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, but she decided to go back to Longzhou on the way, so she stayed in her hometown for a few more days, so she didn't arrive in the capital.

But she is not in the capital, but the order can always be delivered to the capital. First, she asked Liu Gui to search in Changqing Lane and its vicinity, and found a second courtyard for sale, and bought it directly.

Originally, she wanted to buy the building where Mr. Zhuang and the others lived, but the owner was not willing to sell it, and was more willing to rent it out, so she didn't buy it.

But this act of wealth and wealth still shocked Man Bao and Bai Erlang, including Bai Shan, the head of the family.

That's right, Bai Shan is the head of the household on their household registration, but he still has no use for their family's money.