Syndicate Growth Manual

Zhao Chen whetted his appetite and said, "Do you remember that thin silver hairpin on Lichun's head?"

"Silver hairpin?" Zhao Yuan thought for a while, then nodded, "Remember, it's the one with a red treasure embedded... isn't it the jewelry that the mansion gives them every season?"

Zhao Chen said with a smile: "Although the red treasure is not eye-catching, it is exquisite in style. Where is the jewelry that is uniformly made in the mansion?"

Zhao Yuan looked at him wonderingly: "Bingren couldn't be the one who sent her, how did you know?"

Zhao Chen pursed his lips: "Because he specially begged me to go to the silver building to buy it when he followed me back home."

That's it!

There is no mystery at all!

Zhao Yuan rolled his eyes and rolled his eyes again: "I thought you were so insightful, really..." He wrung his fingers and calculated for a long time. He had saved a lot of private money in the past two years. The silver shop went to buy two sets of fashionable jewelry, and then selected two ornaments from his small storeroom, which could be regarded as a private dowry for Li Chun.

Zhao Chen watched from the side, feeling a little upset: "If you want to add makeup to Lichun, you can just get it out of my private treasury. Why use the money you saved?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yuan moved half a circle and pointed his butt at him.

Old men are just jealous... they can't stand it.

After Bingren came back in the evening, several people went back to the general's mansion.Although there are still a few days before the good days of Bingren and Lichun, the general's mansion has already been decorated with lights and red silk, and Lichun's room in the backyard has also been newly decorated.

Zhao Chen talked ruthlessly, but in fact he bought a new set of furniture for Lichun from the public office in the mansion, plus the clothes and jewelry that Lichun had saved over the years, and the cloth and satin that Zhao Chen and his Fan family had rewarded on festivals in the past, Zhao Chen and Zhao Yuan bought her decorations, screens, etc., which were full of 28 sets of dowry.

A young lady from a rich and noble family may not have as many dowries as hers, and even if they have the same amount, the things inside are not as good as hers.

Now that Bingren is holding the post of military officer, Zhao Chen gave him some private money, so he found a courtyard in Fucheng and bought it as a new house, with a corridor, a kitchen and a small backyard , and bought two little maids and a stove lady, who will be the masters of the house when Lichun marries.

Liqiu and Lidong also rushed over half a month ago, and they have been with Lixia for the past few days, accompanying Lichun to catch the last dowry, which is her wedding dress, embroidered shoes with embroidered fruits and the curtain on the bed of the new house.

All of them, except Liqiu, were very excited.Not for anything else, just look at how Mr. Lang and Dalang value Lichun, and how well Lichun married, you know that they will not be far behind in the future!

"Did you stay here after I left?" Li Chun asked while embroidering the wedding dress.Although she tried to remain calm, after all, it was a major event in her life. In the past few days, her face has always been rosy and beaming.

Li Dong nodded and said: "Sister is married, Li Xia is the only one left in the house, Fang Ling and the others can't take care of things after all, we naturally have to stay, anyway, there is still Mr. Lu in Jiangcheng!"

Lichun looked up and looked at Liqiu again.They hadn't seen each other for several years, and she didn't feel unfamiliar with Lidong, but when she saw Liqiu, she felt that the opposite face was a little strange, watching him bow his head and doing embroidery work, although the corner of his mouth was smiling, his demeanor was clear and light.

In the past, she had heard that Li Qiu vowed not to marry. Could it be true that she planned to be an aunt?

She sharpened the tip of the needle, lowered her head and continued to embroider.

Zhao Yuan drank a few glasses of wine with Jia, Xun, B, Bingren, Dingfang and others. He joined up with A, B, and Ding and made Bingren half drunk. Then he let go of his hands contentedly, and ran back to the main room by himself. in.

Zhao Chen had showered and changed long ago, and sat in front of the table waiting for him.

"Is it possible?"

Zhao Yuan sat cross-legged next to him, laughing happily: "That guy Ding Fang is so sluggish, I'm afraid he has long remembered his grudge, this time he caught the opportunity, he really poured his life into drinking for Bingren."

Zhao Chen shook his head.

At this time, a bell rang outside the bamboo curtain, and the father and son looked at the bamboo curtain at the same time.

It was Liqiu who lifted the curtain and came in. She was holding a single snail, and on the right side was a bead flower strung with jade beads. Moon white embroidered green willow blouse with a slanted front, underneath is a stone blue skirt with eight panels.

"I made some usual food." She knelt down with the food box and took out all the vegetables in it. "The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. I thought that Xiguan didn't have wild rice leaves, so I brought some here. Wrapped with horn millet," she pointed to the one tied with red thread and white thread, "the red thread is wrapped with sauced pork, and the white thread is wrapped with pine nuts and bean paste."

The horn millet with sauced pork is Zhao Yuan's favorite, but he doesn't eat it often after he has been in Xiguan for a few years.

He grinned at Liqiu, reached out and took one and peeled it to eat. Liqiu's cooking skills may not be better than that of Stove Lady, but there are some tastes, which are only right when she wraps them.The sauce pork sauce is a bit thicker, the ratio of fat to lean pork, and the tightness of the cornmeal wrapping are a little bit different from what he remembered. Lichun tried to make it in the past, and I always felt that it was less flavorful. Now it is considered authentic. La.

Li Qiu saw that he was eating deliciously, smiled, and took another one tied with a green thread and handed it to him: "This is the one with pheasant tail, just picked in April, it is not as good as the one that has been marinated until winter, but it is better Fresh." Then he peeled another one for Zhao Chen and put it on a plate.

Zhao Yuan and Zhao Chen stayed in Xiguan for several years, and they are used to father and son eating alone, and they don't like to be served by others in the past two years.Li Qiu was always considerate, but it made him feel very uncomfortable.He ate with a dull head, seeing that Li Qiu put all the dishes into the food box and carried them away, he was relieved and burped.

Zhao Chen watched it interestingly, and asked him: "You didn't like Liqiu the most before, why don't you like it now?"

"Hush——" Zhao Yuan hurriedly lifted the curtain to look, and saw that Li Qiu had indeed gone far away before he argued, "I don't dislike Aunt Li Qiu...it's just...it's just that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it's just a little strange!"

Even he himself didn't believe this, but Zhao Chen patted his head and didn't continue to ask.

Zhao Yuan was also quite tangled.In the past, he really liked Liqiu the most, because compared with Lichun, Liqiu was more in line with the image of a female elder in his mind. Liqiu had taken care of him since he was a child.He was mischievous when he was young, although there was a distinction between superiority and inferiority, she scolded him and cried for his injuries, making him feel closer than Fan.

It turned out to be like this, but he didn't know from which day, he felt Li Qiu's repetitive attitude and contradictory psychology when facing him.When you find that a person's mind for you is not pure, the natural goodwill disappears.

Zhao Yuan found out that the person Liqiu cared about more than him was his father.If that's the case, it's fine, he just thinks that Li Qiu secretly likes his father, but the problem is, because Li Qiu cares about his father, sometimes he will be hostile towards him.

He still remembered that time when Qiushou came back, when his father was called to Qiqi Palace, Li Qiu looked at him...

These words are not easy to tell the old man.

On that very day, all those who were off in the military camp came to the general's mansion to beg for a cup of water and wine.

Xuan mats were spread out in the front yard, a pergola was set up, and square tables were set up one by one. Several famous stoves in Fucheng were invited to serve hot food on the stove. Bing voluntarily acted as a servant to serve the dishes, and announced the names of the dishes in a loud voice as ordered.

There are so many flying together, so fish and water depend on each other, so a precious son is born early, so phoenixes are happy to reflect in the Immortal Pond, so there are dragons and phoenixes who make vows to each other, so many flowers and lotuses, so much a century-old love and brocade belt... Those soldiers usually eat A large piece of meat is a festival, not to mention that the supplies in Xiguan are not as good as those in the south. Where have you seen such a big shrimp and meat wrapped in a hard shell?

Zhao Yuan stood up, held up the sea bowl and shouted: "Brothers, give Bingren a bowl!"

Everyone stood up with a bang and raised their bowls together to boo.

Bingren was wearing a red dress, grinning foolishly, and drank several large bowls in a blink of an eye.

After drinking for three rounds, the groom rode drunkenly on a tall horse and led the welcoming team back to the new residence, with the sound of gongs and drums all the way.Lixia, Lidong and Fang Ling had never seen such a scene before, they followed the car excitedly, and threw longan, red dates and peanuts to the crowd on both sides of the road.

Zhao Chen and Zhao Yuan didn't follow, everyone went to Bingren and Lichun's new residence, and the house gradually quieted down.Zhao Yuan was carried back to the main room lying on the back of a certain father. He also drank a little too much, but half was drunk, and half was pretending to be crazy and acting foolishly.

Zhao Chen threw his son on the bed, peeled off his coat, and covered it with a hot handkerchief, only then did he wake up from Zhao Yuan's slight drunkenness.Zhao Yuan moaned and lay on the bed, grabbing a certain father's sleeve and not letting go.

"Father...don't accept Liqiu!"

A certain father's face darkened, he threw the handkerchief into the basin beside him, and lightly reprimanded: "What nonsense!"

Zhao Yuan immediately felt wronged: "When I mention Aunt Liqiu, you get angry, you must have something wrong..."

For Zhao Chen, Liqiu is as important as Lu Hui, and it can almost be regarded as his family.When Zhao Yuan said this, Zhao Chen felt very angry, not because of Li Qiu's reputation, but because Zhao Yuan didn't trust him.

"Father promised to guard you, so he won't go back on his word," he said lightly, "If you don't believe me, Father can drive Li Qiu out of the house, or marry her, okay?"

It's ironic to hear this.

Zhao Yuan also felt that his family was making trouble for no reason, so he was speechless and just stared at him blankly.But looking at his small appearance, Zhao Chen's heart softened instead.

Speaking of which, doesn't Zhao Yuan's reaction mean that he cares about himself?

He sat down on the side of the bed, leaned over and kissed his son's soft mouth, staring at him and asked: "Why do you have such an idea? Tell Father, and Father will stop being angry."

Zhao Yuan hesitated, his eyes were watery: "Li Qiu...Li Qiu doesn't like me..."