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Chapter 523 Do you live by the sea?

Mrs. Tan stood under the eaves, watching Mo Qingyan lead Lu Zhiyun and Jia Linglong to catch birds in the snow.

The old grandma stood behind her and said: "I usually see the young master as such a mature person, but today he actually seems a bit childlike."

Mrs. Tan smiled and said: "How young is he? He was usually taught to be old-fashioned by his father. Now that he has a younger sister of the same age as his companion, of course he shows his childish side."

"There are many young ladies in the house, and the young master doesn't pay much attention to them. Even if they are the cousins ​​with whom he has the best friendship, the young master tends to ignore them." The old lady glanced at Mrs. Tan, "The old slave looked at the young master's attitude towards them.

This girl from the Lu family is quite enthusiastic."

"They are still children. They are just meeting each other and are willing to make friends. It is too early to say anything else now," Mrs. Tan said.

"That's true. The master keeps a close eye on the young master. The Tan family is counting on the young master. The schoolwork is very heavy on weekdays. It's probably very difficult to take a break like today." The old grandma agreed.

There were not many birds in the winter, so several children failed several times and were all scared away without catching any.

Mo Qingyan looked puzzled: "It shouldn't be! That's what it says in the book."

"Brother Mo, have you ever heard of a word?" Lu Zhiyun chuckled beside him, "Talking on paper."

Mo Qingyan's cheeks turned red.

Lu Zhiyun laughed: "I just tried Brother Mo's method, now how about trying my method?"

Jia Linglong stood beside her and nodded very approvingly: "Okay."

Lu Zhiyun called the maid next to her: "Go get it for me..."

Before she finished speaking, she waved to the maid.

After the maid listened, she felt blessed and said, "Yes, Miss."

Mo Qingyan and Jia Linglong were both very curious about what Lu Zhiyun asked the maid to bring.

The maid didn't keep them waiting for long, and quickly brought what Lu Zhiyun needed.

"Rice?" Mo Qingyan said, "I also took it just now!"

"You'll know later." Lu Zhiyun sprinkled the rice on the ground, and then used a wooden stick to support a small basket with a rope tied to the top.

She pulled the rope and retreated to a distance not too far or too close, and made a silencing gesture towards the two of them.

"Are you bored?" A gorgeous figure came over and kicked the basket away. "It's making a lot of noise, can you quiet down for a while?"

"This..." When the old woman saw this, she wanted to step forward to stop her.

Mrs. Tan stopped the old woman: "This is a matter between the children, let them handle it themselves."

"Why is the girl from the Yang family so unruly and willful? Is the frankness and liveliness she showed in front of my wife all fake?" the old mama said angrily.

Mo Qingyan obviously knew the pretty girl. Seeing her actions, he frowned: "Miss Yang, what are you doing?"

"Brother Mo, what's so fun about this? Let's go to the mountain to enjoy the plum blossoms!" Facing Mo Qingyan, Yang Zi restrained her arrogance and smiled innocently.

Mo Qingyan said displeased: "No, I don't want to go up the mountain."

"Brother Mo, how could a gentleman like you do such a vulgar thing? Only people from the countryside can catch birds." Yang Zi looked at Lu Zhiyun with hostile eyes.

"This sister likes to enjoy plum blossoms, so just go there by yourself. If you are not a fish, how can you know the joy of fish?" Lu Zhiyun said, "We don't force you, how can you force us?"

"Vulgar people do vulgar things. You are just vulgar. Why do you lead the Mo family brother into evil?" Yang Zi said coldly.

"Do you know why Uncle Wang in our village can live to be ninety-nine?" Lu Zhiyun tilted his head, looking innocent.

"Why?" Yang Zi frowned.

"Because, that Uncle Wang never cares about other people's business." Lu Zhiyun blinked, his delicate face full of contempt, "Who are you, the brother of the Mo family? A brother and sister? A cousin? If not, you are

You don’t live by the sea, so you have such lenient control?”

Everyone: "..."

Phew! Mrs. Tan couldn't help laughing.

Yang Zi, who originally wanted to attack Lu Zhiyun, froze when she heard the laughter.

When they saw Mrs. Tan appear, the children calmed down their thorns and became obedient again.

"This statement is quite new." Mrs. Tan said, "Okay, Yang girl, your mother is calling you, go and accompany her!"

Yang Zi was blessed and reluctantly left.

Mrs. Tan looked at Lu Zhiyun: "You are such a sharp-tongued person, and you won't admit defeat at all. If you offend someone you shouldn't offend, you will suffer a loss."

"My mother said that if someone provokes you, tolerating blindly will only make the other person more arrogant. People who don't like you, no matter how ladylike and gentle you are, the other person still doesn't like you. People with bad personalities will only bully the weak and fear the strong, so when you meet someone like this

People, as long as the conditions permit, don’t be afraid. If you really can’t take advantage, then just tolerate it. This is my home, and there are people from my family everywhere. I will never let me suffer. If I gain something like this

Despite my innate conditions, I still huddled in my shell like a tortoise. Wouldn’t that be an embarrassment to my parents?”

"My father also said that no matter how big the basket I made, he would help me clean it up. My mother said that a good businessman cannot suffer losses. If he suffers losses, it means losing money."

Mrs. Tan laughed: "Your family loves children. However, your parents are right to say so. That is because they have the ability to protect you. If it were anyone else, they would have to do it with their tail between their legs."

Only an idiot like Mrs. Rong would treat a world-famous businesswoman like Mrs. Lu as a village woman. The industries under Mrs. Lu’s name have supported so many people, and her prestige has quietly penetrated into various industries. No wonder my husband said that Yang Shaoqing is such a country woman.

His life will stop here, after all, he married a wife who is really not very smart.

Thinking about the Yang family's thoughts, Mrs. Tan glanced at Mo Qingyan.

No matter what kind of wife Mo Qingyan will marry in the future, that person will not be Yang Zi. This girl was taught by her mother to be brainless.

"Are you still catching birds?" Mrs. Tan asked.

"Catch." Mo Qing said, "I also want to see if the Lu family's method works well."

"Then you go ahead and catch me! I'm going to take a bath in the hot spring first." Mrs. Tan said and left with the old grandma.

Mo Qingyan looked at Lu Zhiyun's profile.

She is really good looking.

But now, he thinks the most 'pretty' thing about her is her temper.

Compared with those ladies in the capital, her eyes were bright and not as lifeless as theirs, like puppets being manipulated.

Mu Siyu heard about what happened in the backyard and learned that Lu Zhiyun had not suffered any loss, so she didn't take it to heart.

At this time, the people she sent also came back.

The noise outside drew people from various courtyards out.

Except for Mrs. Tan who was taking a bath, the ladies from several other families came out.

"What is this doing? Why is there a bed... a cabinet... why are there so many things?" said Gong, the wife of another young minister of Dali Temple.


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