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"Pearls are so clever!"

Lu Qingming praised, holding the porridge, and took a sip.

"Not to mention, this sweet potato porridge is really good!"

Zhang Shi sat down beside her and praised her aloud.

"Wait, I will let the housekeeper go to the farm to get some sweet potatoes and give them to the family members whom I have been close to."

Zhang said again.

"Yeah! But not too much, after all, many of them are seeded in the spring."

Lu Qingming nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, let them try it now."

Zhang said with a smile again.

"But Qingming, the prefect wife is coming, how can we do it!?"

When Lu Qingming finished his meal, Zhang asked again.

"What's the problem with this? There are so many precious chrysanthemums in our flower room. When that time we move out, we will hold a chrysanthemum and crab feast."

Lu Qingming took a sip of fragrant tea and suggested.

"Really a good way."

Zhang clapped his hands.

"When I go to write the invitation, I will have some fun with our family. When they leave, let me take a few sweet potatoes."

Zhang said, as if this sweet potato is such a delicious and good thing.

Seeing Zhang's expression, Lu Qingming couldn't help but laugh. This sweet potato may not be a good thing in the future, but it is definitely a good thing now.

"Mother is right!"

Lu Qingming nodded quickly.

Zhang was very excited, and found that there were not many chrysanthemums in his flower room, so he went out and bought some back. Anyway, he was rich and willful.

It was the first time that the wife of the prefect to visit her home. It was such a big deal. It made me happy to think about it.

When the banquet started, the Zhang family later received a greeting note, which turned out to be Princess Zhao'an.

Zhang's good mood disappeared when he saw the name.

"Isn't this the one on the pole to disgust us?"

Zhang smashed the greeting card on the table.

"Mother, she wants to come, don't you come to her... come here! I don't think she can do anything?"

Lu Qingming stretched out his hand and gently patted the back of Zhang's hand.

Zhang looked a little embarrassed when he saw that he wanted his daughter to be here for comfort.

That day is coming soon, the wind is sunny, the sun is shining, and it is really a good day.

The Zhang family got up early in the morning and let people go up and down, and the inside and out of the house cleaned the house.

The crab feast is in the pavilion in the garden. The pavilion on this side is a child-mother pavilion, which is a large one after another.

The ladies are in a big pavilion outside, and a smaller pavilion inside is for the ladies.

All kinds of chrysanthemums, arguing for beauty, surrounded the pavilion.

Zhang's and others are all waiting for the prefect wife to come over.

I quickly saw that the carriage with the prefect's mark stopped in front of the door.

"Mrs. Song!"

The Zhang family hurriedly greeted him. Mrs. Song was quite young, in her thirties, and well-maintained, but she was slightly fat, but she looked very rich.

Miss Song also got out of the carriage, and followed Madam Song gracefully.

"Mrs. Lu."

Mrs. Song has no pretensions at all, chatting with Zhang's.

"This is Qingming, right? My master praised you. I have always wanted to see what kind of girl it is. I really saw it today."