Yang Ruoqing continued: "I understand what you mean, but where we are, old ladies usually refer to old women with gray hair on their temples."
"My mother is not at that level yet, and she doesn't like others to call her old lady. You can be more casual and call her aunt according to your age and seniority."
Wu Yihua was ashamed after hearing Yang Ruoqing's words.
He nodded hurriedly: "Mrs. Luo's teaching is very good. It's just that I didn't think well enough. I will definitely change it next time."
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips, and when Wu Yihua left, Yang Ruoqing came to Sun's house.
Mrs. Sun was sitting there doing needlework. When she saw Yang Ruoqing come in, she raised her head and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper Wu is gone?"
Yang Ruoqing nodded, walked around behind Sun and gently squeezed Sun's shoulders.
"It's almost lunch time, why don't you let Shopkeeper Wu have dinner before leaving?" asked Sun.
Yang Ruoqing pouted her lips deliberately and snorted.
"There is still food left. After you left, mother, I gave him a lecture," she said.
"What?" Ms. Sun was surprised and turned to look at Yang Ruoqing, "You are just a guest when you come to the door. What do you want me to do?"
Yang Ruoqing said: "Humph, who makes him blind? My mother is obviously so young, but he calls you an old lady."
"Even though I know that he called me Mrs. Luo, he addressed me as Mrs. Luo, but the word "old" just makes me uncomfortable. My mother is young and beautiful!"
After hearing Yang Ruoqing's childish words, Sun suddenly realized.
She patted Yang Ruoqing's hand gently and said, "You, it's true. I didn't take what Shopkeeper Wu said to heart."
"Besides, when people call me that, they are respecting me and elevating my seniority. There is no malice."
"Look back and see Shopkeeper Wu, talk to him carefully, we will do business together in the future!" Mrs. Sun warned.
Yang Ruoqing leaned down, hugged Sun's neck from behind, and said coquettishly: "Well, whatever mother says is fine, who made my mother so beautiful?"
"You, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are. I have no place for my old face." Mrs. Sun said embarrassedly.
Yang Ruoqing said: "What I said is true. Aunt Guihua and Aunt Dayun also said the same thing."
"They said that with my slim, tall body and facial features, I look just like you."
"Moreover, Mom, your skin color is naturally white, even if you have been exposed to the sun and wind outside for so many years,"
"But I can't even get a tan. I don't even have a mole or a stain. This is a fact. I'm not just saying it to please you!" Yang Ruoqing said again.
He looked at Mrs. Sun's profile carefully and said, "My eyebrows are very thick but not messy. She has double eyelids. The bridge of her nose is neither high nor flat, and her lips are of good color."
"My hair is even more jet-black and shiny. My father probably found such a beautiful, dignified and generous mother with a lantern, right?" she joked again.
Sun's face turned even redder and she said angrily: "You are becoming more and more unreliable the more you talk, please stop talking now or you will laugh out loud."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Who dares to laugh? I am telling the truth. If my parents were not upright, how could I have given birth to a handsome son like Da'an who is like an immortal?"
"So, I, as sons, we are really grateful to you and my father. Our bodies, hair, and skin depend on our parents. You have given us the best inheritance!"
Yang Ruoqing's words made Ms. Sun smile happily, and she felt happier than eating honey.
As for the slight discomfort caused by Shopkeeper Wu's words of 'old lady' earlier, it has long since dissipated without a trace.
On one side, the mother and daughter are sharing a family relationship, but on the other side, Shopkeeper Wu is encountering disturbing things again.
No, he hurriedly returned to the shop, planning to pack up his things and move to another place temporarily before going to the government to hand over the shop tomorrow.
Just as he was taking out the keys and preparing to open the door, a gorgeous carriage came up the street, followed by two maids.
The hands of the two maids and the side of the coachman's seat were all piled with large and small wrapped gift boxes.
The carriage stopped behind him, on the street between Wuji Shop and Jingtian Restaurant.
Shopkeeper Wu turned his head and glanced at the two maids, wondering whose lady was going to the Jingtian Restaurant for dinner?
Madams from rich families live a good life and buy so many things.
The carriage curtain was opened by a white and tender hand. There were several rings on that finger, including rubies and emeralds.
The wrists are also covered with bracelets and bracelets, gold, silver, agate and emerald, which jingle when they touch together, and the sound is pleasant to the ear.
Yes, men like to look at women, especially beautiful women.
Even a man like Shopkeeper Wu, who is 1.5 meters tall, cannot escape the nature of men and the human curiosity for beautiful things.
Therefore, Shopkeeper Wu hesitated for a moment when he opened the door, and followed the passers-by on the street to the carriage with his eyes.
Then he saw the curtain opened, and saw a woman wearing silk and satin with heavy makeup getting out of the carriage.
The silk flowers, hairpins, and pearls and jade dotted on the bun were shining brightly as she walked.
Paired with the flaming red lips, the beauty is so bright that passers-by are suffocated.
Shopkeeper Wu also felt like he wanted to suffocate.
But it's the kind of heartache that makes you almost suffocate.
It was Wang Lianlian, the woman he once held in the palm of his hand to protect her like an eyeball.
Shopkeeper Wu quickly turned his head and opened the door with trembling fingers, but his mind uncontrollably flashed through scenes when the two were still husband and wife. The scenes seemed warm and loving at the time, but now they feel ironic...
She used to be so gentle, beautiful, and friendly in Jingchai's sarong and a little bit of pink and white.
Now, she was so beautiful, but he felt that she was too beautiful, she looked seductive and gaudy.
Moreover, the clothes she wore were a bit revealing, and she was completely reduced to a woman who was serving people with sex.
The key in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. Shopkeeper Wu bent down to pick it up. A woman wearing red embroidered shoes stepped on his key.
Following the feet and skirt, Shopkeeper Wu saw a arrogant and charming woman's face.
"Move your feet!" Shopkeeper Wu said in a deep voice.
Wang Lianlian glanced at the bottom of her feet in surprise, as if she had just realized that she had stepped on someone else's key.
She moved her feet away, covered her mouth and smiled: "Wu Yihua, long time no see, why is the door of your shop still locked in the broad daylight? If you can't open it, just close it as soon as possible. Why occupy this pit and not shit?"
Shopkeeper Wu picked up the key and stood up, gave Wang Lianlian a cold look, and snorted,
"Even if my shop is given away, Zhuge Qing will not take advantage of it. You should let him give up this intention as soon as possible!" He said.
