In the end, Grandma Wang remained calm and said with a smile: "Come into the house quickly, this is not the place to talk."
Although the largest mansion in the alley of Ming Fei's Mansion is their home.
, but there are still some retail investors around, and it’s not a big deal if people look at the excitement.
The group of people gathered around Ming Lanruo and entered the mansion. Ming Lanruo held Xiao Xi's hand and did not let go, chatting and laughing with everyone all the way.
Jing Ming came back early. Several carriages had been prepared with gifts, and he was sorting them out with Chen Ning and others.
"The eldest lady said that apart from some of the special medicinal materials brought back from Northeast Xinjiang, the rest of these gifts will be distributed among Zhaoyao and others. Everyone has a share. By the way, there are still a few wing rooms in our mansion that are not occupied.
It needs to be sorted out.”
Jing Ming explained to Chun He while helping to pack things.
Chunhe and his people took the book to count and asked, "But the bloody people from Northeast Xinjiang are also coming?"
"Yes, Sister Hong, there are not many people in Weiye, but there are seven or eight of them. They are all red-blooded elites from the Northeastern Territory. When the time comes, they will be said to be the new nursing home brought back from the Northeastern Territory." Jingming said with a smile.
She suddenly thought of something again and said to Chunhe: "Xiao Qizi brought you a gift, but he was probably very busy when he returned to Dongchang and didn't have time to deliver it. You should go to Dongchang to get it when you have time.
"
The little father-in-law collected whatever fun and delicious things he saw along the way, and he also collected a full bag.
Chunhe was stunned for a moment, thinking of the handsome little eunuch who always smiled brightly when he saw her, and said with a smile: "Okay."
Jing Ming led a group of people and sent everything into the warehouse together with Chun He.
"You take inventory first. I asked the kitchen to prepare a lot of dishes, so I have to keep an eye on them." Chunming greeted her with a smile.
Jing Ming nodded. She was doing the final inventory when she suddenly turned around and almost bumped into someone's chest.
Jing Ming looked up, but she didn't seem surprised at all. She knew he was here.
"What's wrong? Want to fight?" She looked up at the young man in front of her and raised her eyebrows.
Chen Ning paused and narrowed his eyes: "I'm only looking for you to fight?"
He really wanted to "fight" with her, but who did this woman think of him? She only came to her to sleep with her?
Jing Ming smiled and casually put down the registered book in his hand: "Why else would you want to see me?"
Chen Ning was silent for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and opened his palm.
In his palm lay a crimson headband made of ribbons.
The tail of the ribbon is a golden bell, and the middle of the ribbon is inlaid with tiny pearls and rubies.
At first glance, it looks like a forehead wiping, but it is twice as wide, and it is a real women's hair tie.
When Jing Ming looked over, his eyes lit up. This thing was her style: "It's so beautiful!"
A faint blush appeared on Chen Ning's honey-colored handsome face, and he hummed uncomfortably: "I saw this at a roadside stall on my way back and bought it casually."
Jing Ming looked at the ribbon with a puzzled look on his face: "But the embroidery on it is Yipin Pavilion's Shu embroidery, and the gem-laden silk craftsmanship looks like the work of a famous artist. Are these tribute-level things sold at roadside stalls now?"
She spent half of her life in the military camp, but the other half of her life was spent in a wealthy family in the capital.
I don’t know how many times I’ve been to the palace, but I haven’t seen anything good.
Most ladies from wealthy families are not as well-informed as she is! Chen Ning can just talk nonsense!
Chen Ning's handsome face was getting redder and redder. He gritted his teeth and said, "I said I bought it from a roadside stall. Do you want it or not?"
As he said this, he was about to take his hand back.
But Jingming was faster than him. He stretched out his hand to grab it and proudly raised his round chin towards him: "Give it to me and it's mine, hey!"
She prefers hairbands to hairpins and hairpins. She can tie her hair up at will, which is convenient and beautiful.
Chen Ning looked at her happy and cheerful expression and snorted: "You idiot, can't you even thank people?"
Jing Ming played with the hair tie for a moment, then suddenly looked at him and grabbed his hand before he could take it back: "Who do you think is a fool?"
Chen Ning looked at her and smiled slightly: "Whoever obeys my words is a fool."
Jing Ming suddenly pulled his hand and put it on his chest, raising his eyebrows: "Come on, let's have a fight. Whoever loses is the fool."
Chen Ning was stunned, her fingers suddenly froze, and her face turned red and blue: "You...I didn't come here to 'fight' with you."
He didn't want to have a 'fight' every time he saw her, apart from talking about official business. They had 'fight' three times along the way...
After doing the math, after 12 "fights", there are only eight left.
Can't they talk about something else?
Jing Ming rolled his big eyes, looked him up and down for a while, and touched his chin in an old-fashioned way: "What does that sentence say in the script - you are really a little devil with a tough mouth and an honest body." This chapter has been completed!
