My son suddenly took the initiative and could still fall in love with such a country girl.

I see…

She thought Zhao Yuanle was really pretty. The three courtyards and five eyes looked so good. She looked comfortable. She was probably born so white.

Even if you wear plain clothes, you won’t be rustic.

That's...Who made this hair? Isn't it too bad?

This hair was woven by Zhao Yuanle herself, and she was actually quite satisfied with it.

After all, in modern times, she just combed her ponytail.

Moreover, in modern times, her hair is touching. Even if she is wearing a hairstyle or braiding, her hands are easy to handle.

At this time, people generally do not lose their hair, and the amount of hair in their bodies becomes even more lush. She can't grasp it with one hand. Not to mention the difficulty of braiding hair, but if you accidentally leak your hair, you have to re-woven it.

She thought this hairstyle was particularly perfect today.

The woman ignored Zhao Yuanle's hair and showed a passionate smile.

"Is this little girl named Zhao Yuanle?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

"Yeah, it's me."

She looked at the woman and felt that the woman smiled a little familiar.

The woman nodded too.

"You probably don't know me, but you must know my son. My son's surname is Chen and his name is Chen Moying."

Zhao Yuanle: "Oh, I know this."

At this time, the woman began to introduce herself.

"My last name is Xi, you can call me Mrs. Xi."

Zhao Yuanle: "Hello, Mrs. Xi, are you looking for me? What's the matter?"

Mrs. Xi kept a smile on her face.

"It's nothing important, I just heard that the girl is raising pigs? And the Western white pig?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yes, I have raised a few."

Mrs. Xi: "When will it be sold?"

Zhao Yuanle thought about it and asked, "Madam Xi, do you want to buy it?"

Mrs. Xi nodded with a smile.

"I eat local pork on weekdays. I have never eaten white pork meat. I'm very curious about what the white pork tastes."

Zhao Yuanle thought about it, compared the difference between the pork here and the white pork she ate in modern times, and said, "Actually, the difference is not big, that is, the white pork has more lean meat and black pork has more fat meat, but the black pork has more fragrant."

That's how she feels.

But it is not ruled out that modern pork is mostly due to pig farms feeding pigs.

She remembered that at that time, she ate her own pigs and white-skinned pigs at her grandmother's house, and the taste was also very fragrant, but compared to the local black pork at this time, the taste was still worse.

Mrs. Xi listened to Zhao Yuanle's words, her smile remained unchanged and she felt emotion in her heart.

This girl is quite straightforward.

I don’t even want the opportunity to praise my white pig so well, but I just honestly said that…

Forget it, being honest is also good, it is easier to worry than that.

Her son looks smiling and doesn't talk much. In fact, he is more thoughtful than anyone else, and he is so worry-free.

This girl is more honest and good. When the time comes, the atmosphere of the child is quite complementary.

Mrs. Xi smiled as she listened to Zhao Yuanle's words.

"Although this is the case, I haven't tried it myself, so I still want to try it.

Lele, I'm just calling you. After the pigs are raised, they will be sold to my house. Don't worry, I will give you a deposit first."

After the words came, the maid next to Mrs. Xi came forward with her purse.

Zhao Yuanle did not answer.

"There is no such thing as a deposit. Raising pigs is not a custom-made thing, so there is no need to pay a deposit.

Since you want it, you are the first to book. I will definitely sell you the pig first. There is no need for a deposit, and I will not regret it."

Mrs. Xi smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"Then I naturally trust you, Lele. If you keep pigs well, you will just send the news to the Chen family on Ping'an Road.

Well, if you are anxious, you can go directly to Chunhui Bookstore and tell the person in charge there, it’s the same.”

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay, sure."

Mrs. Xi looked at Zhao Yuanle with a smile. She looked at Zhao Yuanle from beginning to end without showing any expression, thinking that the girl had a good skeleton and her body looked good.

She stood up, walked closer, and smiled: "If you want to read books in the future, just go to the bookstore to find them, do you know?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I know."

Chen Moying told her before.

Mrs. Xi continued to smile and looked at Zhao Yuanle, and even if the matter was finished, she would not hurry to leave.

She wanted to make some more comments, such as whether this girl was engaged or not, how are her family members?

At this moment, the primary apprentice came in from outside again and said to Tang Siwen: "Master's wife, someone is here again."

Tang Siwen wondered.

The others were also wondering why today is so lively?

When Zhao Yuanle thought of his black truffle, he thought it might be this one.

When someone came in, Zhao Yuanle found that this was really the case.

He came in and saluted everyone first. When he saw Mrs. Xi, his surprise flashed through his eyes and soon returned to peace.

He saluted Mrs. Xi alone again.

"Hello Mrs. Xi."

Mrs. Xi's smile became a little light, and then she nodded lightly.

Afterwards, Chiba took out a small box.

"This is something for the girl, and the receipt and transaction record tickets are placed inside."

Zhao Yuanle took the small box and felt it was heavy inside. She was overjoyed. She held back her smile and nodded to her red belly.

"I received it, thank you."

He bowed his hands and smiled.

"You're welcome, it should be.

Since Miss Zhao still has guests, I will take my leave first and go back to hand in the office.”

Zhao Yuanle: "Okay, thank him for me."

He smiled and nodded.

He should have thought that Zhao Yuanle said this directly, and it was not good for him to have a respectful title for his master, but because he knew that Zhao Yuanle was not rude, he was not displeased.

He still remembers seeing the scene of a peasant woman fighting under the cherry tree before, which made him so disgusted and disgusted.

Preparing to leave, Chifu bowed to Mrs. Xi again.

Mrs. Xi's smile this time was almost invisible.

After leaving, Mrs. Xi was about to leave too.

After a few greetings, Mrs. Xi went out and got on the carriage.

As soon as she entered the carriage, she looked at the maid beside her.

The maid understood in a second and said to the coachman: "Go to Qingye Hall."

Mrs. Xi glanced at the maid again, and the maid quickly said, "Some supplements are already in the carriage, and it will not be empty-handed if you go there."

Mrs. Xi then calmed down slowly.

Her eyes narrowed.

"This Ming Yingyan can't be attracted to such a small peasant girl, right?"

The maid next to him agreed.

"Definitely not, there should be other hidden information here."

Mrs. Xi snorted coldly.

"What's wrong with the little peasant girl? This is my son's fondness. He must have wanted to steal it from my son, so he likes to steal it from my son!"

The maid nodded again.

“That’s it.”

Mrs. Xi was very dissatisfied when she mentioned Ming Hu's words.

"If my son hadn't been in good health, he might not have been as good as mine."
Chapter completed!