The cooking at home smelled of meat, and she spent the whole night cutting and making herself a muslin jacket and skirt that fit her perfectly. She ordered Li Jingtai to dig wild vegetables. She was busy packing up the muslin clothes at home.
I put the corners together and made myself two pairs of shoes.
After getting dressed up, she didn't bother to care about things in the village and went back to her parents' house with a basket in hand.
By coincidence, Mrs. Nan was caught in the act. Mrs. Zhou was so dressed up that she was startled. She came over and stopped Ms. Zhou with a smile: "Sister-in-law, are you rich?"
"I dare not say that I have met a noble person." Mrs. Zhou proudly stroked her temples: "I have to go back to my parents' house today. Let's talk later."
Nan looked at Zhou's back and spat, and cursed in her heart: "You just don't have a tail. If you had one, you'd be flying up to the sky, you lousy shoe!"
People in Lijiazhuang are very busy. Planting has begun in the fields and herbs have to be collected on the mountains. Every household wants to sharpen their heads. They usually don’t talk about Fang Qingshi’s family affairs when they get together, and they can’t pick up a bowl to eat.
, just put down the bowl and curse your mother, right?
Furthermore, Fang Qingshi was also very busy, and now he arrived at the gate of Zheng's house.
The servant at the gate recognized Fang Qingshi and asked her to wait in the concierge with a smile. Someone went in to report. Soon the people around the old lady came over. Fang Qingshi took a look and, by coincidence, it was Mrs. Leng.
son.
Mrs. Leng couldn't figure it out. She asked a matchmaker to come to her house to arrange a marriage. The matchmaker came back and said she hadn't seen the person, and her words were not pleasant either inside or outside. This made Mrs. Leng very puzzled. It was not like she had never met Fang before.
Qingshi, even if you are not at home, two little girls of eight or nine years old have been wronged by a well-informed matchmaker?
He came over with a smile: "Miss Fang, the old lady is very happy to hear that you are here. Please come in quickly."
Fang Qingshi Fuli: "I'm tired."
Mrs. Leng really liked it, look! What a good rule!
On the way to the backyard, Mrs. Leng wanted to ask several times, but she felt it was inappropriate, so she could only suppress her thoughts and prepare to find a matchmaker before proposing the marriage.
Entered the house.
Fang Qingshi saluted Mrs. Zheng, and Mrs. Zheng asked her to sit down with a smile and looked at Fang Qingshi's basket: "This spice is a valuable thing. Miss Fang has something good again, right?"
"The old lady guessed it right. I also want to sell it to Guanzi." Fang Qingshi joked playfully, opened the lid of the basket, and took out four exquisite small clay pots: "You are always the one who knows the goods.
, help me take a look."
Mrs. Zheng was not ambiguous and asked Mrs. Leng to prepare the incense burner.
The faint scent of sandalwood also contains the fragrance of grass and wood, which must have a calming and calming effect. Madam Zheng clicked her tongue twice: "I didn't expect that our Luwu County also has a master of fragrance blending."
"It must be the support of the old lady. The business of my small incense shop is booming, and it is all the credit of the old lady." Fang Qingshi said with a smile.
Mentioning this, Mrs. Zheng waved her hand: "It's a simple effort, not worth mentioning, but those spices are ordinary, but these are extraordinary. What does Miss Fang want to do?"
"Spices are not like other things. It depends on fate. If you put them in the shop, if someone likes them, they will buy them." Fang Qingshi paused and the maid put the tea in her hand and waited for the maid to retreat.
Finally, he said: "I don't want to show my face. My brother has the final say in matters in the shop. After all, he is a filial piety person. He must not forget the rules and cannot bring shame to the ancestors of the family."
At these words, Mrs. Leng's heart skipped a beat.
Mrs. Zheng is such a smart person. She glanced at Granny Leng and noticed it immediately. She took the handkerchief and pressed the corners of her lips: "Miss Fang's words are absolutely correct.
Don't be polite to those who don't understand the rules. Our women's reputation is more important than our lives."
"That's what you always said." Fang Qingshi typed this sentence, Mrs. Zheng answered it just as she wanted, and the two of them chatted about other things.
After talking for a while, Fang Qingshi said goodbye and left.
As soon as Fang Qingshi left, Mrs. Zheng's face dropped.
Mrs. Leng still dared to stand and knelt on the ground: "It's the old slave who is confused. Please punish the old slave."
"What's the use of punishing you? If someone comes to your door, you'll lose everything." Mrs. Zheng frowned: "You only see that she is a perfect body, but so what? She is a serious widow of the Li family!
"
"Yes, yes, I don't dare anymore." Mrs. Leng was so frightened that she started sweating.
Mrs. Zheng sighed: "Okay, get up, you have been with me for most of your life, what else can I do? Again, Fang Qingshi's spirit is not low, don't let Chang Qing find him.
So happy."
When the conversation came to this point, Mrs. Leng didn't dare to refuse to agree, but in her heart she complained about Fang Qingshi, who seemed to be a smart person, but turned out to be incapable of standing on the stage and did not know how to praise her.
Fang Qingshi left Zheng Mansion and went to the incense shop. When he saw his elder brother who was busy, he walked over to help.
"Why are you here? Isn't it busy at home?" Fang Jing'an asked.
Fang Qingshi smiled: "Can business people not be busy? But recently, good spices are coming one after another. I want to order some pottery boxes and good horses with good saddles."
"That's right, let's go back later." Fang Jing'an sat down and was busy finishing the accounts just now.
Fang Qingshi greeted the customers and arranged the goods on the shelf. When he saw the medical book that his elder brother was reading, he flipped through two pages and put it down.
The door was closed in the middle of the night, and the brother and sister were going to find a pottery-making workshop.
Fang Qingshi walked along Liu'er Lane. She remembered clearly that Xu Fang's family lived in Liu'er Lane.
"Mom, please stop beating me. I was wrong." The three or four-year-old girl combed her hair with two small hairpins and turned around to beg as she ran. The woman behind her grabbed a feather duster and chased after her with a red face.
Fang Qingshi felt as if he had been hit hard in the heart. Three-year-old Tong Yue was so naughty!
He bent down and held Tong Yue in his arms. Tong Yue was dumbfounded and struggled desperately: "Let me go quickly, my mother will beat me to death! Let me go!"
"No, I'm here." Fang Qingshi's voice became much gentler.
When Tang Xufang saw the stranger holding her daughter, she quickly put down the feather duster and said with a smile: "Girl, my child is not sensible, did he bump into you?"
"No." Fang Qingshi tried her best to suppress the turbulent emotions in her heart. She had wanted to find Xu Fang's family for a long time, but she couldn't help if she found them before, so she put it off until now.
Tang Xufang smiled and stretched out her hand: "Then I will take the child back."
Tong Yue saw her mother's outstretched hand and hugged Fang Qingshi's neck: "I'm not going home! I'm not going home!"
At this time, Tang Xufang was embarrassed.
Fang Qingshi felt sour and uncomfortable. Tong Yue was the closest to him in the previous life, but he pointed her out to that beast Li Jingtai. It seemed that he was promoting Tong Yue, but how did he know that Li Jingtai was a wicked person?
Something that tortured Tong Yue to death.
When they meet again, Tong Yue is only three years old. He wants to protect her and repay Xufang's family.
"Sister-in-law, you smell of herbs, are there any patients at home?" Fang Qingshi asked, holding Tong Yue in her arms.
Tang Xufang was about to shake her head.
Fang Qingshi said quickly: "It is said that doctors don't knock on doors, but it is the duty of a doctor to help people in crisis. My brother is Fang Jing'an from the mountain village, and his family's medical skills may be able to help."
Fang Jing’an:……!!
My sister is a little strange. Why is she so warm-hearted to others?