The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

But his family sells candied gourd. He grew up in the market since he was a child.

Yes, yes, the wife of the Wu family who cooks will go to buy vegetables every day, but she chooses the cheapest ones. She said that the Wu family can't afford a charcoal fire, it's too cold, and she can only afford vegetarian food and wants to eat some meat. Yes, I want her to go out of the city to catch rabbits. The master is stingy and poor, she said that she was about to stop and wanted to run away!

The last nail is dyed.

Ji Yunxi glanced at the light in the room, which was smoky red and extremely beautiful.

Time to throw some money at it.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows and said on her behalf, Tang Hu, go to the warehouse to get something. Get ready, I'm going to Wu's house.

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It snowed intermittently for several days.

This afternoon, the sun finally came out.

Wu Er, who had been hiding in the house and studying under a quilt, was really suffocated.

Looking at the good weather outside, he simply took the book, pushed open the door, and went to the small courtyard at the back.

At the beginning of the snow, the ice and snow melted.

Although the weather was still cold, the oncoming scenery and the fresh air made Wu Er feel relaxed and happy.

He couldn't help but read the verse: When you open the door in the morning, the mountains are full of snow, the snow is clear and the clouds are light and the sun is cold. There is no plum blossom in the eaves, a kind of loneliness (Note 1).

Wu Er stopped as soon as his footsteps stopped, his throat stuck, and the words 'not waiting' disappeared on the tip of his tongue.

He hurriedly bowed: Brother.

I saw Wu Weian, who was dressed in bulging clothes and didn't know how many clothes he had stuffed into himself, was sitting on a chair to bask in the sun, in the most sunny place in the courtyard.

Surrounded by the warm sun, I closed my eyes slightly, so I felt very comfortable.

Hearing that, he hummed, and then he didn't say anything.

On the left side, the auntie in the back of the house is chopping wood with a hatchet.

In the process of chopping wood, sawdust is often splashed around, and a ghost figure shuttles through it, sweeping away the debris.

Wu Er: ...

Just, get used to it.

Wu Er sniffed and wiped the uncontrollable snot with a handkerchief, intending to pretend to read a few pages of the book, and left quietly.

In the end, before he could turn two pages, the round-faced butler appeared in the courtyard: Master, the third girl from the Ji family is coming to the mansion, and she will be there in a while.

As soon as the voice fell, the person was gone.

Wu Weian opened his eyes and stood up.

Because he was wearing too many clothes, it seemed inconvenient to walk, like a slender penguin, dragging a chair slowly back to his room.

On the hand, the waning moon scar between the ring finger and the little finger has disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

When he moved, so did the others.

When Ji Yunxi followed Wu Er into the backyard, he only saw a young servant with pimples beside him, wearing a gray cloth, swept the snow with dull eyes.

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Wu Weian's unpretentious room.

Ji Yunxi was wearing a big cloak, holding the heater, and saw the layout of the room with a few glances.

Wu Er followed by one side, quite powerless: Third girl, how about talking in another place? This is the elder brother's bedroom. I'm afraid that if the girl stays for a long time, it will damage the girl's reputation.

It doesn't matter, I've never cared about that. Ji Yunxi retracted her gaze, glanced at the man in the corner, and said to Wu Er, I just want to say something to your brother, you go out.

Wu Er: I'm afraid this is inappropriate...

Wanxiang and Baofu came in and it was a bit of a toss.

They first put soft and comfortable cushions on the hard wooden chairs, and then carefully wiped the tabletop, which couldn't be wiped clean. It always looked old and gray. tablecloth.

Then, he took out the warm scented tea from the items he was carrying, and poured two cups carefully.

He also took out several stacks of sweet cakes made by Su Ruan along the way.

After doing all this, Wanxiang walked over, seemingly polite, but she couldn't help but grab Wu Er, and left the room with Baofu and closed the door.

In the room, only Ji Yunxi and Wu Weian were left.

The man huddled in the corner laughed: Three girls are so angry.

Ji Yunxi sat firmly at the table, and the luxury all over her body made the room look a little more expensive.

She glanced at him and said, You are really shabby.

Wu Weian sat down opposite her and sighed: The world is difficult, and making money is not easy.

Ji Yunxi raised her eyebrows, picked up the fine glass cup, sipped lightly, and asked leisurely, Really? I think the money is easy to make.

Wu Weian: ...

There is no sunlight in the house, and it starts to get cold again, and it is useless to wear more clothes.

He subconsciously rubbed his frozen fingertips.

Ji Yunxi glanced at him and found that the scar on his hand was gone. He couldn't help but stunned for a moment, then figured it out, smiled and said, Young master is really cautious.

Wu Weian has always been at ease with the situation, he took the tea and drank it: I'm also afraid, if there are a few more three girls, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist.

Ji Yunxi looked at him and went to get the cakes again. She didn't take his words and started Versailles: Ashamed to say, I don't have anything in my hand except money. But what about more money? It doesn't seem to mean much. What do you say?

Wu Weian, who was eating snacks and drinking tea, felt like chewing wax, and felt the malice of the rich for the first time.