Mr. Qin also brought a few boxes of various gem beads, all from overseas. I have to say that Mr. Qin is really generous.

Youhua asked Huiyun and Daya to pick some beads. The two little girls gathered together and happily picked them up, discussing them from time to time. The beautiful beads are the little girls' favorite jewelry, which can be made of beads, bracelets, bead hairpins, and earrings.

Da Ya has gradually become sensible and understands that she is different from Hui Yun. Although she is not a maid, she is not a master. She only picked a few and stopped and put it carefully in the purse at her waist.

Youfeng pinched her chubby cheeks, "Continue to pick it, pack the lotus."

The big girl looked up at the young man, her eyes shining and said crisply, "Thank you, Madam!"

He slept with excitement again and started to pick it up.

His father Zhang Hai was in charge of several shops for her and often ran errands for her, so he saved a lot of effort.

The maid who served in the room looked envious and laughed, and asked Qingzhi to put in a box to share it for the maids.

The whole hibiscus garden was filled with joy, and the maids gathered together with smiles and said what jewelry their beads should be made of.

Xiao Fushan shook his head when he saw it.

She earned 200,000 taels of silver from the Qin family store last month. She didn't know what she did, but spent it quietly, and it was not enough. After getting some beads, she scattered them out in large quantities, without knowing that she felt sorry for her at all. Is the prodigal women talking about her?

After staging his horse all morning, Yongqing looked like he was indulging in love, spreading his legs on the kang, watching Hui Yun and the others picking beads.

Women, I love this kind of shiny thing. What's the point? It's better to be fried chestnuts with candy.

The young man picked some beads and saved them into a bear for Yongqing to play with.

Yongqing took the bear and looked at it. It looked pretty round and beautiful. He hugged it in his arms with satisfaction and refused to let go.

"Go away, get the bill."

Xiao Fushan walked in front with his hands behind his back, and Youfeng led Yongqing to follow him from a distance and towards the main courtyard.

Yongqing doesn't want to talk to his father now, nor does he want to see him, he holds a lot of revenge. He hits his bamboo pole, and is ruthless!

My father always looked kind and kind in front of his mother. He even hugged him and picked up food for him. He pretended to be pretending! When my mother was not in front of him, she didn't know how scary his face was. Why couldn't my mother see it?

Yongqing sighed slightly, his mother was so stupid and pitiful.

A slight sigh made Youzu stunned.

She looked down at Yongqing, and her little face that had just raised some fleshy flesh was frowned, her brows frowned, like a small meat bun.

Youzi held back her laughter, "Little guy, why are you sighing?"

Yongqing's little face was serious, "Mother, I will be nice to you when I grow up."

Xiao Fushan stopped and turned around and said, "Let's talk about it when you're weaned."

Yongqing proudly turned his head aside, not looking at Xiao Fushan, a bad guy!

In the courtyard of Shi'antang, I met Duan and Prince Ning who rushed over quickly, followed by a follower holding a box of calligraphy and paintings.

Youzi looked at Xiao Fushan in surprise. How did he know that King Duan would come?

Oh, he also sent someone to stare at King Duan.

After seeing each other, King Duan and Prince Ning praised Yongqing with politeness. After all, Yongqing is now a treasure of Duke Rong's Mansion.

Prince Ning looked at the bear in Yongqing's hand and thought sourly that he tried hard to get wool everywhere and saved up a month's money. He didn't know if he could afford such a bear.

That eye is actually a big tourmaline stone!

Yongqing hid the bear behind him with caution. This bad uncle seemed to want to steal his toys!

Prince Ning retreated his gaze awkwardly. Is he a prince so miserable? He is not as good as a little brat?

Xiao Fushan led them to the main hall in front, sat down and glanced at King Duan, "Is the prince busy today?"

How could it be that you are not busy, but no matter how busy you are, you have to come here!

King Duan picked up the tea and took a sip, and said, "It's okay. I thought you were burned, come and see you."

Xiao Fushan glanced at the painting box in the entourage's hand and said, "Oh? The prince is willing to make you spend money."

He said to Xiao Dong, "I will accept the gifts brought by the prince."

Xiao Dong responded "Yes" and walked towards the entourage waiting at the door with a wicked smile. He had just been hit by twenty military sticks, and was firmly unscathed and was a little lame when he walked.

If the wife hadn't pleaded with the Duke of China, fifty military sticks would be indispensable, and I'd probably not be able to get out of bed for two or three months.

Good lady, lady!

The happiest thing is Xiao Shier. Not only did the maid ask the maid to make delicious food every day, but he also gave him a jar of strong wine to heal his wounds before drinking. However, the guy is now drinking secretly, and he doesn't get a sip of coercion and temptation.

The guards of Hibiscus Garden only get a jar with ten people. The taste is unforgettable in this life!

He really regretted that if he hadn't gone to put out the fire that day, he would be the one who was lying there to drink now!

Xiao Dong stood in front of his follower with a tall and big body, and reached out to take the box.

The follower looked at Duan hesitantly, feeling embarrassed! Or not?

King Duan cleared his throat, "That... came in a hurry and did not prepare a gift. Let the manager bring it to you."

Xiao Fushan raised his eyebrows slightly and said slowly, "The prince's black iron sword is very good."

King Duan looked at Xiao Fushan with complicated eyes, why did he snatch it up? When did you ignore your face so much?

Xiao Fushan was as motionless as a mountain, and he didn't even give him a look to King Duan.

Prince Ning teased, "Your Xuan Iron Sword has not been saved. Duke Rong has settled the score after autumn."

King Duan gritted his teeth and gave it to him. Duke Rong clearly understood that he had a request today and took the opportunity to blackmail.

It's really cunning.

Why didn't he discover it before?

And guarding the Duke's wife, he can't be stingy and too shameless. She didn't blink when she wrote calligraphy and painting.

He said with a slight smile, "Let the manager deliver it in the afternoon."

Judging from the pain in Duan Wang, Youfeng felt much more relieved. It seemed that the Xuan Iron Sword was very valuable.

She whispered to Yongqing, "Father has made money, I have money to buy you candy fried chestnuts."

Yongqing suddenly felt that his father was very good and could make money to buy candy fried chestnuts, which was not too bad. He said crisply, "Okay! You have money to buy candy fried chestnuts!"

No one in the room has weak ears, and everyone's expressions are strange. You look so poor that you can't get rid of the blame. How can others live?

Just talk about how much money do you have to earn in a month for that incense?

Xiao Fushan drank tea with a smile. His wife and son were so angry that it was not worth their lives!

He also reminded him, "The gems on the scabbard cannot be removed."

King Duan gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Don't worry, Duke Rong, I am not that stingy."

He deliberately emphasized the tone of "little mind". Prince Ning's eyes curled up and laughed.

Xiao Fushanjun's smile stiffly on his face, looking at Youzi, "Wife, what reputation did you have created for your husband...

Youzi avoided his accusing gaze, looked innocent, turned his head to look at the camellia on the short table next to him, and the jade cup was raised by Revlon.

It's not my business, it's not my business.
Chapter completed!