She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

Qiao Zhenzhen is not picky about her rice dumplings, they can be either sweet or salty.

But considering Mo Yuying's usual taste, Qiao Zhenzhen didn't raise any objections.

In her own words, she prefers bacon rice dumplings when eating rice dumplings.

Mo Yuying's taste is sweet, which is related to the fact that she worked with Mo Qingyang in Jiangnan for several years when she was a child, and because Mo Qingyang's Wu family is from Liangxi.

Qiao Zhenzhen can no longer remember why it was set like this in the first place, because she is from Liangxi herself.

Except for the rice dumplings, her overall taste is almost the same as Mo Yuying's.

Could this be the gears of fate turning?

Qiao Zhenzhen's northern dormmates in college bluntly said that the taste in her hometown was abnormal.

Even if the meat and vegetables are all sweet, a spoonful of sugar should be added to everything fried.

Just like Qiao Zhenzhen complaining about eating spicy food, people can't understand that even cooking vegetables has to be spicy.

She usually couldn't eat spicy food. Fortunately, Mo Yuying didn't eat spicy food either. She still couldn't eat spicy food in a different body.

Later I studied Chinese medicine and understood it to a certain extent.

The red color of chili pepper penetrates the heart, enters the blood, and transforms yin and cold. It is related to the living habits of modern people. More and more people suffer from cold and dampness, so even the place where her hometown loves sweet food, there are more and more Sichuan restaurants.

"Ten thousand, why didn't I follow you?"

Wu's question interrupted Qiao Zhenzhen's thoughts.

Qiao Zhenzhen glanced at the people in the big room and said with a smile: "It disappeared early in the morning. How can I control it? It doesn't matter if it doesn't come. There are so many people today. If ten thousand people come, it won't make people worried, for fear that it will not come." Be careful of hurting someone.”

Although Qiao Zhenzhen is not a very careless person, it does not mean that she does not hold grudges.

I regard you as a friendly neighbor, but you want to mess with my cat. This is absolutely intolerable.

When she finds the right opportunity, she has to be connotative.

"Nonsense, 10,000 yuan is very good, and you will never hurt your own people." Mrs. Wu said, glaring at Mo Tingyi, and even scratched Mama Bai from the corner of her eye, "Then I will ask the big kitchen to keep the rice dumplings for it until it comes back. Eat, this time I specially made fish rice dumplings for it, with less glutinous rice and more fish."

Qiao Zhenzhen's almond-shaped smile turned into a crescent moon, "Thank you, Mom, I'm sure I'll love it."

In front of his eldest son's family, Mo Qingyang was more serious than when the three of them were eating. Normally, if the three of them were eating, Mo Qingyang would often joke about being jealous, but today there was no such thing.

The corners of Yuan Jiahui's mouth dropped, and her aunt standing behind her took a rice dumpling for her.

She was very unmotivated and said she had no appetite after taking only two bites.

There was also an aunt standing behind Mo Tingyi. She was the one who looked honest and kind. She had probably served him since he was a child.

Qiao Zhenzhen ate happily, keeping her eyes busy as she took note of everyone's different tastes.

After breakfast, Mrs. Wu said she would go watch a dragon boat race.

Yuan Jiahui naturally refused to go with her belly full.

Mo Tingyi didn't say not to go, and Wu didn't tell her eldest son to spend time with his daughter-in-law.

Although Mo Tingyi is the father of a child, he is only 21 years old after all. With this kind of excitement in the city, it is rare for him to take a vacation. The air pressure in Lanyuan has been very low recently, so naturally he wants to go out and relax.

Finally, Mrs. Wu asked Mrs. Bai to accompany Ms. Yuan back to rest, while Mo Tingyi took his two aunts out to play.

Mrs. Yuan returned to Lanyuan with a face on her face.

The carriage had long been waiting at the gate. Unexpectedly, Qiao Zhenzhen saw Xu Qingjie riding on a horse.

Seeing a group of people coming out, Xu Qingjie quickly dismounted.

"Why are senior brothers Xu here?"

Qiao Zhenzhen stepped forward to salute him.

Mo Qingyang said: "I made the festival come. It's boring to study all the time. I have to go out to relax occasionally."

"Teacher, Mistress, Junior Sister, Brother Mo."

Xu Qingjie crossed his hands and bowed, greeting everyone one by one.

He seemed to be dressed a little differently today than usual. His clothes were more refined, with dark lines on his cuffs and neckline. There was a hint of nobility in his previous simple and booklike atmosphere.

Every time Qiao Zhenzhen saw him, she felt like she was seeing Mo Qingyang in his youth.

Although the appearance of the two people is completely different between thick and light colors.

I don't know if it is for this reason, but Qiao Zhenzhen feels that Mo Qingyang really likes this disciple, so much so that she even invites him to family gatherings, and invites him to eat every time he comes to ask about homework. She treats him as a member of the family. mean.

Moreover, Xu Qingjie's attitude of mounting his horse broke Qiao Zhenzhen's impression of him as a weak scholar.

The Six Arts of a Gentleman, she underestimated the scholars.

The men rode horses, the ladies rode in cars, and with more than thirty guards, the Mo family's motorcade set off in a mighty manner.

When their carriage was about to reach its destination, it was stopped by personnel from the Military and Horse Department. Everyone got out of the carriage and the coachman stopped the carriage at the designated location.

Mo Qingyang first sent his eldest son and his two aunts away, and then said to Xu Qingjie and Qiao Zhenzhen: "You young people, go shopping, you won't have enough fun with us."

"Yes, you go and play." Madam Wu warned worriedly, "Remember not to get too close to the river. There have been precedents of people who got too close and were squeezed into the river by the crowd."

Qiao Zhenzhen said: "Father, mother, don't worry, we will pay attention to safety."

Xu Qingjie bowed at the same time and said: "Master, please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of my little junior sister."

"Don't forget to go to Zhuangyuan Tower at noon."

Qiao Zhenzhen responded: "I won't forget it, mom, don't worry."

After the two left, Wu asked: "Shouldn't Qingjie and Yu'er get too close?"

"Celebrations should be done appropriately." Mo Qingyang stared at the backs of the two children, then quickly turned his attention to his wife, "Let's go, let's go shopping too."

……

It was said that Qiao Zhenzhen and Xu Qingjie were walking alone, but in fact there were many people following them.

She brought four maids alone, Xia Xiang and Dong Xiang, as well as the older two of the six newcomers to Xuefuan, both twelve years old.

One is called Ruyi, the other is Ruyi.

On the one hand, the names are nice, and the most important thing is that these two people have great skills. They may not be very strong, after all, they are still young, but they can easily deal with one or two adult men.

The six maids assigned this time were specially trained by the Mo family in recent years.

The comprehensive quality in all aspects is much better than the four incense I bought in a hurry.

There were not only two maidservants, but also four people as escorts.

So there were ten of them in total.

It's a pity that Ten Thousand is not here today, which is a bit regretful.

Qiao Zhenzhen glanced at Xu Qingjie beside her, and she always felt strangely like she was being matched.

But when I think about it more carefully, I feel that I am overthinking it.

She has now been granted a marriage to the Duke's Palace. The two families generally give each other a sixty percentile rating. It seems that Mo Qingyang has no intention of resisting the decree.

You can’t just be thinking about finding a potential second marriage partner for your daughter, right?

Then this old father is thinking too far.

She probably just felt that Xu Qingjie had a promising future. If the Mo family had no successor in the future, relying on her senior brother's relationship, she would not lose her confidence in the Duke's Mansion.

It should be so.