Remarry the Farmer

Persuading the maiden family, Wang Xiushu and Qian Dahu returned to their home, because they had sent some valuable cloth and meat to Wangjiacun before, the home was a little empty. Wang Xiushu and Qian Dahu put together some big new furniture.

Aunt Wu, who was under the mountain, came to take care of the house occasionally, and the couple notified Mo Cheng and Ruan San Ruan Wu and decided to go to the capital the next day.

In the early morning of the sun, when Wang Xiushu just got up, he heard Qian Dahu talking to people in the yard. He remembered that Qian Dahu had told her that it was the master Ruan Susheng who would accompany them to Beijing. Wang Xiushu quickly got up and cleaned up.

The baggage to be brought has been cleaned up a long time ago. All she could do was put some broken silver taels on her body, and the only large amount of twelve taels was sewn to the inner lining of the clothes.

Seeing that Mr. Qian Dahu was finally willing to enter Beijing, Mo Cheng's smile on Mr. Qian Dahu never failed. Ruan San and Ruan Wu are still stupid, and respectful to Wang Xiushu.

A group of six people left Xiaoniu Village and set foot on the road to the capital. Standing at the entrance of the village, Wang Xiushu and Qian Dahu were a little surprised. Especially Qian Dahu, he has been growing up here since he can remember.

At that time, the old man Qian had not married the Hu family, and it was also very good for him. Although the family was not too rich, none of the family was shorter than him. The first prey in his life was also taught by Old Man Qian to catch him. This is why he tolerated Hu again and again. After all, Old Man Qian gave him a home for more than 20 years.

I am leaving now, the way forward is uncertain. Although it was his birthplace, it was too unfamiliar. Looking at his petite wife beside him, he clenched his fists, even if it was difficult, he would give his wife a honor.

The distance from Xiaoniu Village to the capital is not close. It will take Mo Cheng to ride a good BMW for ten days to come. Among them, Wang Xiushu can only ride in a carriage if he can’t ride a horse. At least he has to go at their speed. From half a month to 20 days.

Qian Dahu was careful, and when he arrived in the town, he rented a carriage and chose an old and experienced coachman to drive the car.

Although Mo Cheng didn't want to delay entering Beijing for Wang Xiushu, but Qian Dahu insisted, and Ruan Susheng strongly agreed, so he had to rely on Qian Dahu's will.

Sitting in the carriage, Wang Xiushu looked back at the familiar scenery, thinking a lot. In her previous life, she occasionally heard Xie Zurong, who went to Beijing for the exam, told Widow Xie and Xie Yuxiang how prosperous the capital is.

Thinking that she will live with Dahu in the Pingnan Hall in the future, there is no half-waiting envy or excitement in her heart, but more worries about the way ahead.

The group of people walked for three days without any haste. It took only three days for Mo Cheng to walk the same day. So, Mo Cheng said to Qian Dahu with some dissatisfaction: "Young Master, at our speed. Going on, I’m afraid that I may not be able to reach the capital in a month. The old man is waiting for us anxiously in the mansion. I’m afraid it’s wrong for us to do this way."

Mo Cheng didn't wait to see Wang Xiushu, feeling that her status was low and she was not worthy of the eldest son and grandson of Nanhou Mansion. He deliberately persuaded Qian Dahu to keep Wang Xiushu in Xiaoniu Village, and then return to Beijing to marry another high-ranking lady, but Qian Dahu did not listen to him at all.

At this time, Qian Dahu was angry when he saw him clearly targeting Wang Xiushu.

"Manager Mo, I don’t think this is wrong! Shu'er is my wife. It’s my heart to take care of my weak wife. If Mr. Mo feels wrong, then we will return immediately. As for the old man There will be my master who will explain on his behalf, and he will never drag down Manager Mo.

Qian Dahu is tall, standing in front of the short manager Mo, with a kind of natural coercion. His words made Mo Cheng shudder. If Qian Dahu and his wife were really allowed to return, then he would become intolerant and force the Young Master and his wife back.

Realizing that he had said something wrong, Mo Cheng knelt on the ground with a bang, and desperately kowtow to Qian Dahu: "The young master forgive me, but the old slave is only worried that the slow speed will delay the old master plan."

"Ms. Mo thinks that my husband should be delivered to the entire Pingnan Hall of residence day and night?" It's not that Wang Xiushu can't see how Mo Cheng is not happy with him, but he doesn't like it, it doesn't mean she has to admit it. Wronged.

As long as Qian Dahu doesn't drive her away, no one is qualified to drive her Wang Xiushu away. Manager Mo claims to be an old slave, but his airs are bigger than Ruan Susheng's second master.

"I, Madam Young, Old Slave doesn't mean that. I also ask Madam Young to pay attention to his words." Mo Cheng shouted angrily when he was focused on thinking. He respected Qian Shaohu because he was the successor whom Old Houye liked, but not everyone could get his respect. He really didn't see a village girl in his eyes.

You must know that in Pingnan Houfu, he is not the general manager, but even the master, Ruan Juan and Madam Liu, have to give him three points of courtesy. Therefore, he was very rude to Wang Xiushu's words, and he was very merciless.

"Shu'er is right. When I enter Beijing, I want to discuss with the old man about the specific use value of me. My wife is the same as me. If my wife does not get the respect that he deserves, then I don’t have to sacrifice the ego for the birth and death of Pingnan Houfu."

Qian Dahu's words were merciless, and his eyes towards Mo Cheng were also full of coldness. This general manager is too unreasonable, if he can't convince him, it will be difficult to move in the Pingnan Hall in the future.

"Young Master, Young Lady, Old Slave..." Mo Cheng lowered his head, his old face was a bit cold. He was willing to call Qian Dahu a slave because he could be favored by the old man and was chosen as his successor. But now he wants him to lower to Wang Xiushu, and he is a little embarrassed.

Mo Cheng stood in a stalemate for the woman's innate lowness and Wang Xiushu's rural background, unwilling to admit his mistakes.

Qian Dahu's anger continued to grow. He was willing to return to Beijing to earn honors for Shu'er, but if even a small manager could be so rude to his wife, then why should he go to the Nanhou Mansion? Way.

He sat in the handlebar position without thinking about it, and then whipped his whip to make the carriage turn around and return to Xiaoniu Village.

"Hey, young master, what are you doing? We have all been away for three days."

Seeing Qian Dahu preparing to return, Ruan San suddenly shouted anxiously. After all this, I have been persuaded to enter Beijing, so how come I regret it again. After repenting the way before, don’t tell me what the old man in Beijing told me.

"What about after three days, you'd better go back and ask if my Shuer can enter Beijing."

Qian Dahu glanced at Mo Cheng coldly, then looked at Ruan San blankly, angry at their unwillingness to accept Wang Xiushu.

Ruan San didn't understand what he meant. He had seen how much he cared about this little wife before. At this time, seeing that he was only fighting for Wang Xiushu, he refused to enter Beijing, and shouted in anger.