My money-loving little lady

It is always embarrassing to tell such embarrassing things. Especially when Gu Qiqi wrote it into a script and sung it.

Jing Yi once went to Qing Zhixie many times to beg Jing Rongyao to quickly withdraw from this ridiculous drama.

In the end, Jing Rongyao bit off a piece of meat and cried again, saying that I had already been divorced, so how dare I go out and show my face? You should investigate this matter. It is best to investigate it quickly. No matter how you investigate, it is not my daughter's fault.

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How dare Jing Yi find someone to investigate again? Wouldn't this make the trouble even bigger?

With such a commotion, Jing Yi was offended and had to appease her. In desperation, he gave her an apple farm in the suburbs of Beijing.

"Haha, the effect of Jing Peiyan's move is really good. He took a piece of land without spending a single soldier. How can it be bad?" As she said this, she touched the key that the housekeeper had just handed over. She didn't care about his face.

With a disgusted expression, he happily called Yan'er.

"Let's go, let's go collect apples."

Zi Yue was ill, so Jing Rongyao took Yun Xi and Yan'er out.

Wearing their hair in casual yet delicate buns, several girls happily went for an outing in the countryside.

The early spring is still a bit cold, and the cold air is blowing on a few people's faces, looking like red apples.

This fruit farm on the outskirts of the city is managed by Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, who are servants of Mr. Jing’s family. Because they are relatively honest and loyal, but not very clever, they were assigned to plant orchards in the suburbs.

The two of them are also down-to-earth, and each of these fruits grows very big.

The two old couples were very happy to see Jing Rongyao and others coming over, and prepared tea and lunch for them.

After lunch, a few people ran out and said they wanted to help. Lao Zhang was a little worried. He was about to say that the orchard was not an easy job to take care of. The girls were very tired after a while dressed like this. But the old lady stopped him.

I ignored him, smiled and let a few people pass by.

Sure enough, within half a moment, several people were lying on the ground panting.

"Hoo, ho, ho! This land is quite big." Jing Rongyao panted heavily, looking up at the layers of white clouds, and couldn't help but feel relaxed.

"Yes, yes, it's really big."

"You three girls must be tired. Come here and drink some hot tea." Not far away, the old woman came over carrying a pot of wooden buckets. She was taking one step at a time, her steps were very solid.

"Thank you." Several people got up quickly. Yan'er helped Jing Rongyao throw away the dirt on her body, and then she took the hot tea and drank it on the spot.

The wind blew gently, and the birds chirped from time to time. It was a very pleasant life.

She finally understood why her grandparents liked to go back to their hometown to farm. It turned out that the sky in the fields was a different scenery.

After having lunch at Lao Zhang's house, the old woman insisted on bringing them some fresh vegetables and free-range eggs, and went to the field to get them.

Unable to resist the enthusiasm of the farmers, they had no choice but to follow her.

The road was full of farmers farming. Mrs. Zhang introduced people to people as the lady of her master's family, and praised the lady of the master's family for being sensible and well-behaved. As a result, Jing Rongyao's smiling face froze as she walked down the road.

I just picked the fruits and fertilized them and I’m still tired.

While waiting, she felt bored, so she told Yan'er that she wanted to go for a walk and come back later to get her things.

Yun Xi was not at ease at first and wanted to follow her. Seeing that she kept saying that nothing happened, he just thought that she was probably tired and wanted to be alone for a while, so he followed her, but he warned her not to go too far.<

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After bidding farewell to a few people, Jing Rongyao walked slowly on the path. At this time, she finally felt a hint of silent loneliness and sadness.

It has been almost a year since I came here. How are your parents? Does anyone miss you? Does anyone build a monument for yourself and put flowers?

Thinking about erecting a monument, she also thought of her deceased brother. She wondered if her brother was as lucky as herself and lived happily in another world?

After thinking a lot, Jing Rongyao squatted on the ground, the sunset hitting her body looked particularly desolate.

"If you stay depressed all the time, you will become ugly." Suddenly, a gentle and steady male voice came from beside her. She was stunned and looked up to see the young man in front of her.

The boy's black hair was flying in the wind. He was tall but did not have the aura of a rough man. He had a pair of extremely beautiful skin. Why was he not called handsome but beautiful? I don't know. Jing Rongyao looked like him when he first saw him.

Behind his eyes as deep as the starry sky, I just want to describe his appearance as beautiful.

The stranger is like jade, and the young master is unparalleled in the world.

"Girl, do you think I'm good-looking? You can't bear to take your eyes off me." Seeing her look like this, the boy smiled and joked.

"Yes, you are indeed good-looking." In a daze, she vaguely expressed her thoughts, and then her pretty face turned red as if she had thought of something, and she quickly stood up and took a step back.

"I was talking nonsense, please forgive me, sir."

"Nothing." The young man was not angry. Instead, he sat directly on the mound next to her and took off the wine bottle from his waist to drink.

"I think the girl is also very beautiful."