Planning to marry the third master

Back in the courtyard of Xie Mansion, Luo Linxi showed off the spoils of the two days at the Great Buddha Temple, including the second master's amulet. Everyone had this, except Feng Zhuohua. There are gold hairpins and earrings given by Xie Xinhui. The other two also had other pieces of silver given by the second master Xie, and Buddhist scriptures given by the second grandma. From this point of view, a lot has been gained.

Compared with Feng Zhuohua, it is really much better.

If Feng Zhuohua didn't read much, he might just follow the crowd and envy these people. However, she felt pity. After all, she was a person trapped in worldly things, and she actually thought that others' charity could be used to show off.

She went back to the house without saying a word, which seemed to others to be a loss. The door was closed, blocking the view, and Shuangxi began to mutter: "What's so proud about this? Our young lady owes a lot of money to others."

After this reminder, Feng Zhuohua remembered that there was still an unresolved matter of money. It was already too late today and he had to find a reason to leave the house tomorrow.

It was still dark, so Feng Zhuohua asked her to put down her pen and ink. She had to write down everything in her mind, otherwise she would have to forget it. She didn't put down her pen and ink until it got dark. Shuangxi took a look at it. It was like a fairy. How ecstatic, Third Master is so blessed.

It was dark enough for the two of them to have dinner, and there was a knock on the door. Shuangxi went to open the door, but it was still half open. Shuangxi greeted him: "I have met the second master."

"Huahua hasn't slept yet."

Shuangxi glanced at Feng Zhuohua. Feng Zhuohua stood up and went to the door to greet him: "Zhuohua has met Uncle Xie."

"Eh? How can you be more unfamiliar than a maid?" After saying that, he stepped into the room with one foot.

Feng Zhuohua retreated, and Xie Yunhao entered the woman's boudoir.

Xie Yunhao didn't regard himself as an outsider at all. He took a look around the whole room and saw that the furnishings were simple, with tables, chairs and bookshelf. What was surprising was that there were books on the wall.

Feng Zhuohua frowned slightly and stepped out of the room.

Xie Yunhao curled his lips and said: "We are all our own, not outsiders." Knowing that Feng Zhuohua cares about rules and etiquette, he reluctantly stepped out of the women's boudoir and asked: "Why are you only eating now? Is the kitchen mistreating you?"

Feng Zhuohua shook his head and whispered: "No, I went to bed late because I was tired on the way back."

"That's it." Then he took out the amulet from the temple and said, "Everyone has this. I haven't seen Huahua in the Great Buddha Temple. I thought of it and sent it to you today."

Even though everyone was there, she seemed to have lost etiquette when she refused, so she had to stretch out her hand and say, "Thank you, uncle."

When Xie Yunhao handed the beads to Feng Zhuohua's hand, he touched them deliberately, causing Feng Zhuohua to lower his eyes and hide his disgust.

Xie Yunhao looked at Feng Zhuohua's expression carefully and said, "I thought if everyone had you, Huahua would be unhappy, so I came right after dinner."

Feng Zhuohua said calmly: "I'm not unhappy."

Xie Yunhao said softly: "That's good. If Huahua is unhappy, he can come directly to his second uncle."

Fengzhuohua Fushen said: "Thank you, Uncle Second Master."

"Well, it's getting late, go to bed early."

Feng Zhuohua: "Send it to my second uncle."

"Ah."

In this courtyard, if we look at it carefully, Mr. Xie is really the best at taking care of people. It is also the most popular. Look, Luo Linxi, Feng Yuxue and Shen Peipei saw Mr. Xie as if they were seeing the God of Wealth, and they all left the room.

It's dark, idiots, why did Mr. Xie come here when it's dark...

Feng Zhuohua entered the house, closed the door, it was none of her business, and threw away the amulet in her hand like a hot potato. Shuangxi caught it and said, "Miss, don't waste it. The abbot consecrated it, it's very valuable."

Feng Zhuohua went to wash her hands, but the feeling left on her palms made her feel sick. Said: "Pack up, go to bed early, and leave the house tomorrow."

"Okay, miss." I am happiest when I leave the house with the miss.