The Way of Favors

Fu Mansion was about two quarters of an hour’s drive from Qi’s house. When he got into the carriage, Fu Rong did not sit beside the Qiao family, but sat next to Fu Xuan, deliberately pinching her white and tender face, “My sister is ten years old. The longer it is, the better it looks. Look at these two ying eyebrows. If you put on a men's wear, you can compare our brother."

Fu Xuan slapped his sister's hand away and glared at her, "Sit over there."

Fu Rong didn't leave, and hugged her rare: "I like to sit next to my sister."

Fortunately, Fu Xuan secretly closed his eyes and refused to respond. She had found out that Sister Third liked to make trouble with her. The more angry she was, the more energetic Sister Third made her trouble. She was indifferent, and Sister Third soon became bored.

Fu Rong nodded his sister's cheeks twice, and when he saw the little girl, the old monk was motionless, he leaned aside and smiled.

Such a day is really good.

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old body, but with a 21-year-old heart, after a second time, it is more colorful than imagined.

The parents are still elders after a few years younger, and her experience in those few years can't change the respect the daughter has for her parents.

The elder brother who has been looking up to rely on seems to be naive at this time.

Both sisters and brothers gave her great gifts from rebirth, which Fu Rong cherished extremely.

The most fun is my sister.

Not to mention the elder brothers and sisters, the elder brothers in the previous life have not been married, they have always been elder brothers and have no other identity. Only the younger sister is different. She is married, and now Fu Rong still remembers how serious her younger sister reprimanded her brother-in-law and even her. Even if she is the older sister, Fu Rong was really afraid of Fu Xuan at that time. Now, the younger sister is still a little girl. Of course, Fu Rong wants to reinvigorate her sister.

While he was taking pleasure in himself, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Fu Ronggang wanted to go to the window to see what was going on. Xu Yan's voice came in. After a while, Fu Chen approached: "Mother, the eldest son is going to Qi's house too. I met us on the road. I want to please you. ."

Shizi, Xinducheng alone can use this name.

The Qiao family was flattered, and quickly said through the curtain: "The son is so polite."

Xu Yan's voice is gentle: "Yun Sheng meets the main hall. It is right to see my uncle and auntie. I wish my auntie is healthy and everything she wants will come true."

Being treated so courteously, Qiao’s beautiful eyes gleamed, “Okay, it’s not convenient to be on the road right now, and the eldest son will come to sit in our house someday, and Auntie will prepare a big red seal for you.”

"Auntie loves him so much, Yun Sheng will definitely come to harass." Xu Yan smiled, a face that looked more handsome than Pan An attracted passers-by, men and women, young and old, to stop and wonder about his identity.

Fu Chen only thought that Xu Yan smiled like a fox. Knowing what he was thinking about, he smiled and said without a smile: "Well, it's not early, let's get on the horse first, and it won't be too late to talk when we get to Qi Mansion."

Xu Yan nodded and succumbed to the Qiao family, then turned back immediately.

Inside the carriage, Qiao's Fu Xuan looked at Fu Rong at the same time.

The Qiao family came out of the big house. He had seen a lot of intrigue since he was a child, and he would ponder the cause of any abnormality in his heart. Fu Xuan hadn't experienced any conspiracy and tricks, but she naturally understood it when she played Xiao Congying.

This year is regarded as the third year of the Fu family in Xindu. Before July last year, the prefecture had no contact with his family. Now Xu Yan is so enthusiastic, he must have something to ask for. The king of Xindu didn't like to deal with officials of Jizhou, big or small, he couldn't find his own family in the officialdom, and he didn't ask for the future, and it was impossible for his family to make a redemption. Then only people were left.

Fu Wan has already been married, Fu Xuan is only ten years old, and Fu has a beautiful face and a young age. Who else but her?

And Xu Yan only started to get acquainted after the chance encounter at Zhulin Temple, which just proved this point.

Fu Xuan saw that her sister was not voyeuristic or delighted, and calmly seemed to be okay. He was a little relieved, as long as the sister didn't be tempted by Xu Yan to forget the rules, the elders would decide other things.

Qiao's excitement calmed down quietly.

The daughter doesn’t understand the best, and she and her husband should worry about marriage.

Looking at peace on the face, but in my heart is happy.

Xu Yan has a distinguished status and handsome appearance. He is worthy of his daughter everywhere. What's more rare is that Xu Yan has no brothers in his family, and there will be no gaps in the future. The princess looked at her indifference, her manners in her words and deeds were exhausted, and she did not look down upon them as the wives of ordinary officials. As for Xu Xi, the girl's family would marry sooner or later, which would not hinder the brothers and sisters.

She is thick and coquettish and charming, privately so sweet that people can't wait to hold her in their hands, go out as a guest and advance and retreat, generous and calm, so good, you should be equipped with a top-notch character in all aspects.

The more he pondered, the more satisfied he became. He turned back to discuss with her husband and asked him to stare at him. First, he asked Xu Yan as a person. In the future, Xu Yan would really propose a marriage, and they were also prepared. If it was she who was wrong, that would be fine. She has no worries about finding a good one, but she has to keep it away when dealing with Xu Yan in the future. Don't wait too long or get too warm, lest Xu Yan despise it. Thick.

Fu Rong knew what she was thinking without even looking at her mother.

My mother in the previous life liked Xu Yan very much, and this time it should be no different.

Fu Rong was not in a hurry. Xu Yan would please others again. She did not want to marry, and her parents would not force her. If there is a chance, Fu Rong really wants to persuade Xu Yan to stop bothering him, but it is a pity that Xu Yan does not speak, she can't stand in front of him first. In case Xu Yan became so angry that she said, "Girl, you misunderstood, I didn't like you", she wouldn't have to live if it spread out.

But Xu Yan wouldn't say that?

The man's thin and haggard face suddenly appeared in his mind, and Fu Rong closed his eyes anxiously.

It's better not to see him. She ignores him, and he will fade away after a long time. If he hasn't had it, how can he lose?

Thinking all the way, Qi Mansion is already in sight.

The men and women are still leaving separately.

In front of the main entrance, seeing Xu Yan and Fu Chen walking side by side, Qi Ce narrowed his eyes, and then went to welcome people in surprise: "When did Yun Sheng come back? Uncle and Auntie also came back? I remember you said before the Lantern Festival... "

Xu Yan smiled slightly: "No, it's because I'm not used to the excitement in Beijing. I came back early. By coincidence, you have a treat, so I will come and see. Boyu won't blame me for uninviting me?"

Qi Ce asked back: "If I blame you, will the world go away in anger?"

The two friends smiled at each other, and Qi Ce went to greet Fu Chen, and soon everyone walked towards the front yard.

The side door is not so smooth.

I don't know what happened today. There were several carriages parked in the alley. Qiao Xing walked to the side of the road and looked forward, then came back and said: "Madam, I think we have to wait a quarter of an hour."

Joe nodded and said to the two daughters: "We are late."

Going forward to treat guests together, they are considered to be a group of early arrivals, now it is late, and they ran into some guests from outside the city, can they not be crowded?

Waiting for boredom, Fu Rong quietly opened the curtains.

On the opposite side is the tall and thick courtyard wall of the Qi mansion. On the third day of the new year, there was a heavy snowfall. There was still snow on the road, but the Qi family side was cleaned up. The snow-washed bluestone slab was cold in the sun. dark light.

A light white mist floated out while breathing, and Fu Rongqing couldn't help but close his cloak. Just about to retract into the car, he saw a half-eldest girl in ragged clothes walking towards the root of the wall. Her hands were alternately tucked at the cuffs, and she didn't take a few steps, raising her arms and lowering her head to wipe her tears.

Fu Rong is not a great kind person. He frowned when he saw it, and he was about to lower the curtain.

At this moment, the girl looked up as if she had noticed it.

At this moment she was very close to the Fu's carriage. Don't look at her rags, but her head was neat and tidy. A round face was frozen to white, and the movement of her head was completely presented in front of Fu Rong. .

Fu Rong's hand tightened, and he forgot to move by the window.

The little girl looked at it with hope in her eyes. She put down her arms and ran over in a hurry. She was stopped in front of the car by the woman with the car. The little girl didn't panic, looking at Fu Rong's eyes and begging: "The three girls will do well. Give me some money, my dad is about to die of illness, please..."

Kneeling down and kowtow again and again.

"Do you recognize me?" Fu Rong looked down at her, and Qiao Fu Xuan also turned sideways curiously.

The little girl wiped her tears and said, "My name is Yuzhu. I was originally a girl. I used to be a maid in the yard of the second girl in the Qi mansion. I met when the third girl came to play. I was seriously ill in the spring of last year. The girl drove me out for fear that I might get sick. Today, I will come over and beg my former sisters to lend me some medicine money, but they..."

There is an older sister on Qi Zhu who has already married.

"Last year's spring, what illness did you have?" Fu Rong interrupted her with a pale face, shaking uncontrollably.

Fu Xuan was sitting next to her. She was short and couldn't see the people kneeling outside, so she didn't know that the face was covered with shallow pits. Realizing that her sister was wrong, she looked angry, and quickly hugged Fu Rong to at least stop her shaking.

Then she knew why her sister was angry.

"Chickenpox, the doctor said that the disease is easy to spread, so the second girl doesn't want me..."

"Then after you moved out, did her, your former sisters have visited you?" Fu Rong asked at the courtyard wall of the Qi mansion. If it weren't for Fu Xuan to break her hand vigorously, she would make a fist. With his strength, the nails can sink into the flesh.

The little girl was a little puzzled why Fu Rong asked, thinking about it, and said: "Yes, the second girl found a remedy for me, saying that she touched the acne with jujube cake..."

Hearing this, Fu Rong's pale face turned blue suddenly, and he wanted to tell her to stop talking, but hurriedly covered her mouth with one mouth.

With quick eyesight, Qiao grabbed the spittoon in the corner and handed it to Fu Rong. He patted his daughter on the back with a cold face, hatred in his eyes.

Fu Xuan's eyes were also red. Hearing his sister's continuous vomiting, his hands almost tore the veil. After a while, he poked his head out and looked around. No one noticed the movement here. He whispered to the full. Yuzhu said with a puzzled face: "You go back first, as if you haven't spoken to us before, turn the corner and then go to Fu's house to get me the medicine money."

After all, Yuzhu had worked as a maid in the mansion. He faintly guessed what, and kowtowed, continuing to walk forward with his sleeves on.

She walked briskly because she saw hope.

Fu Xuan watched her walk away, looked at the opposite house, and told Qiao Xing coldly: "If you go to Qi Mansion, you will say that I have eaten my stomach in the morning and I will go back if I feel unwell."

"Do you want to talk to the master?" Qiao Xing's voice also contained hatred.

"No need."

It was Fu Rong's weak voice.