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Moreover, the sound of horse hooves became quieter and quieter, and became more and more mixed, as if many horses passed through this alley.

Immediately, a familiar voice sounded outside the door.

"Is Miss Tang at home? My old lady and my wife are here."

It was the voice of Grandma Zhang.

Yunling opened the door and saw Xu Xiangxiang and Mrs. Mo getting off the carriage hand in hand.

"Ling'er!" Xu Xiangxiang smiled when he saw Yun Ling, with a cheerful look on his face.

Mrs. Mo also said: "Has the family settled down? Don't blame me and your Aunt Xiang for coming here recklessly. It's true that she was very impatient and refused to give her greetings even if she had to wait for one more day!"

Mrs. Wu hurriedly came forward and said, "Old Madam, just tell me. We are now a villager, so we don't need any greeting cards."

The Tang family welcomed the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law into the door. The accompanying guards were very eye-catching and scattered around the Tang family in an instant. Only three of them entered the door and stood not far away from the main room.

Xu Xiangxiang followed Mrs. Mo and took a sip of Tang's tea, and immediately said to Yun Ling, "I'm hungry and want to eat Guzao cake."

Her eyes were shining brightly.

Mrs. Mo teased: "Feixu brought back the ancient cake you made that day. She has been thinking about it. She only ate one bite for breakfast today. She said she would save her stomach for the cake. No matter how she tried to persuade her, it was useless. ."

Grandma Zhang’s real name is Feixu.

Yunling hurriedly packed her hair beads and went out to buy fresh milk, but Xu Xiangxiang said: "No, no, no, I bought all the milk, flour and eggs. They are in the carriage outside. The coachman will move in soon."

Are you bringing your own ingredients to your door?

Yunling wanted to go to the kitchen to work, and Xu Xiangxiang followed her step by step, like a little tail.

When Mrs. Mo saw this, she smiled at Mrs. Wu and said, "It makes me laugh, Qiong'er's mother has such a temper right now. She clings to whoever she likes."

Wu also laughed, "Maybe Mrs. Hou has a crush on my Ling'er. Not to mention this girl, Ling'er, although she is young, has a somewhat mature temperament. Regardless of her age, she can talk a few words."

Mrs. Mo couldn't help feeling warm when she saw what she said. She looked at Wu's expression and asked, "It's Ling'er who likes her, not to mention Xiang'er who likes her so much that she wants to take her home and hide her. That's me." As an old person, I also want to have such a smart and intelligent child by my side... If I can stay with him for a long time, I will laugh in my dreams."

Wu was a little surprised after hearing this.

What...what does this mean?

This is a bit like the rhetoric of getting married.

But Wu quickly gave up this idea.

There is only one eldest son Zhou Qiong in the Zhenxi Hou Mansion who can get married, and there is no other male master. If it is Mrs. Mo's nephew, Ling'er's appearance is not bad, but if it is the eldest son Zhou Qiong, Then something is wrong.

Mrs. Mo probably didn't mean that.

Then you want Yunling to work as a maid in Zhenxihou Mansion?

Even if Ling'er could become a steward, she wouldn't be able to part with it.

Wu suddenly felt flustered, and the tea cup in her hand was a little unsteady.

Mrs. Mo couldn't help but feel a little discouraged when she saw her taking the opportunity to drink tea to avoid talking.

Although her eldest grandson was slightly disfigured due to a slash on his face, applying more scar-removing plaster will always make him better.

Although Qiong'er usually talks a little bit harshly outside, behaves a little eccentricly, and is a bit flirtatious, in fact... Mrs. Mo thought about it and found that there was only one thing she could talk about in a clear way at home. Considered filial?

this......

Well, when the life-saving grace outweighs the difference in family background, the brat really can't do anything about it yet.

Mrs. Mo was speechless.

At this time, Xu Xiangxiang's personal maid Xia Ying walked out of the backyard kitchen and said to the guards standing outside: "You two come in and help make food. Madam, if you don't work hard, there will be no food at noon!"

The master had just been helping Miss Tang beat eggs for a while, but he said that his hands were very sore, and she never did menial work, and she found it very strenuous, so he simply went out and called two coolies to come in.

The two guards entered the kitchen, and Yunling suddenly felt that the room was much shorter.

Xu Xiangxiang stopped letting her work and said bluntly: "Ling'er, they are very strong. Just let them do whatever you want to do. Don't tire yourself out."

One of the two guards' hands was for holding swords, and when they were holding chopsticks, they were just eating. They had never done any work on the stove, and they were too embarrassed to grimace, so they could only listen to the instructions and beat the egg liquid with an expressionless face.

My heart kept wailing.

If the brothers in the military camp found out about this, they would laugh to death. They were the most outstanding soldiers in the school field. They were selected to serve as guards in the Marquis' Mansion, but they ended up working as gang leaders here!

"Sorry for bothering you two!" Yunling was a little embarrassed.

Then he explained to Xu Xiangxiang: "The main thing is that I just returned to my hometown, and many things are not in order. After the workshop next door is repaired, I will improve some kitchen utensils. It will be much easier to make these meals by then. If it's your birthday, I can also make you a big cake."

Her original intention was to tell Xu Xiangxiang that the current conditions are poor and she cannot make too many delicious things. It will be easy once the workshop is built, and more novel foods will be made by then. Xu Xiangxiang will not have to worry about an ancient cake for so long. He actually came to look for her hungry.

Xu Xiangxiang's eyes brightened even more.

She turned her eyes, threw down the eggshell in her hand and walked out. She said to the guard standing on the other side of the main room guarding Mrs. Mo: "Go and inform those people outside to go next door to build a workshop for Ling'er. Mo be lazy."

The guard who was originally laughing at his colleagues said: "..."

He was wrong.

He shouldn't laugh at others for becoming gang leaders. Compared with gang leaders, masons are not much better.

"Yes!"

He responded and went out. Yunling felt that this man's footsteps were particularly heavy, and even his back looked a little desolate.

"Aunt Xiang, there is no need to kill chickens with a knife, let's let the brick and mortar team build it. These people in the Hou Mansion are all good people who can go into battle to kill the enemy, which makes them build a house that is overqualified and underqualified!" She hurriedly advised.

Xu Xiangxiang waved his hand, "It's okay. They don't need to go into battle to kill the enemy now. They have been working as door gods all day long, so they should be allowed to move around. Besides, they are also benefiting the villagers by building a house for your family, so it's okay. .”

As a result, everyone passing by Wangpu Lane was shocked.

I saw a group of very brightly dressed young people with swords on their waists. They looked like officers and soldiers, but they rolled up their sleeves and exposed their strong arms. They were walking back and forth in the alley, not only moving sand and gravel materials, but also He also learned to build walls behind the Hai family and his son.

Needless to say, although their movements may seem strange and inconsistent, the small bricks in their hands can be placed straighter than ordinary people.

The aunts and ladies who passed by the alley stared straight-eyed, and they crowded around the door and refused to leave.

I even forgot to go home and cook.