Sister Feng's sudden sound made no one react, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Qin Keqing was the first to react and said to Uncle Rong, "It's getting late today. I'll just see my second aunt off."
Wang Xifeng said with a cold face: "With the maid and mother-in-law accompanying me, if I need him to send me there, I can just say a few words to your uncle and leave."
"Auntie, do you have anything else to explain?" Jia Rong smiled. Uncle Lian was indeed right. Sister Feng is really a tigress. He has a very bad temper and gets angry out of nowhere.
When Jia Rong walked up to Wang Xifeng, she reached out to his waist with one hand, looking for a piece of tender meat and pinching it. Hiss... Brother Rong took a deep breath of cold air and almost screamed.
Wang Xifeng's face was serious, and she said: "You have to watch your kiln carefully. Brother Qiang is barely a trustworthy person, but others may not be. Now you are famous, and in the clan There will be many people who are thinking about it, let alone people from outside. They will definitely think of ways to use the secret recipe of cement, you have to pay more attention to this matter. "
It’s too cruel! The narrator was still standing there, and everyone in the room was watching. After Wang Xifeng finished venting, Jia Rong felt the pain and quietly rubbed the pinched area on her waist, pursed her lower lip and nodded dissatisfiedly: "Rong'er, save it."
What Wang Xifeng said makes sense. He had just returned from Prince Zhongshun's manor, and Jia She from the West Mansion couldn't wait to find him. If people from the same family are like this, people outside are probably even more shameless. If you are from a small family, you may not dare to do anything because of the prestige of Ningguo Mansion, but there are many families in Shenjing that are stronger than the Jia family.
Wang Xifeng hummed and looked at Youshi and Qin Keqing who had been watching in the room. He hummed: "It's better to save money. Those craftsmen should also take precautions."
Brother Rong had already prepared for this. During the raw material matching process, he made early arrangements to have children from Ningrong and Rongfus. The parents of these people were all servants and wives from Ningrong and Rongfus. If they leak the formula, not only will they not benefit, but they will also implicate the parents working in the two houses.
As for the calcining of the raw ingredients, it is all controlled by craftsmen such as Zong Cheng. These people are only responsible for the firing and do not know the specific proportions. In general, the entire cement kiln production is like an assembly line, and the batching, grinding, and firing parties are not connected with each other. Not to mention these people, even Jia Yun, who was buying raw ingredients, couldn't figure out the specific ratio, and Jia Qiang was also on guard against him.
After explaining this, Wang Xifeng twisted her waist and hips and got into the sedan chair, and went back to Xifu in the night.
"What did the second aunt say to the uncle just now?" Qin Keqing asked tentatively in the room.
"What can I say? It's just about the cement kiln."
Qin Keqing said softly, "Why did the second aunt pinch the uncle's waist again?"
This...was seen by my wife? Wang Xifeng, Wang Xifeng, look at the good things you have done. Uncle Rong's mind was running rapidly at this moment, and he finally found a reason and said: "Do you still know Aunt Feng's temperament? Is she the kind of person who is willing to admit defeat? After being teased by my wife for a while, she said If you say you can't win, just take it out on me."
"Auntie is not that kind of person." Qin Keqing rolled her eyes at Uncle Rong, gently untied the uncle's outer clothes, and lifted up the short shirt underneath to take a look. She said distressedly: "She was too cruel, she even pinched the old man."
"Isn't that right..." Jia Rong laughed awkwardly and felt Qin Keqing's slender fingers rubbing the injury. Looking down, this little girl was crying sadly.
"Uncle, it must be hurting." Qin Keqing shrugged her little nose, cried and called Ruizhu to find medicine, and complained: "Auntie, it's true, she didn't do anything serious."
"Your uncle is thick-skinned, but it doesn't really matter." Jia Rong grabbed Ke Qing's little hand and said, "Stop crying. When you cry, I should feel pain in my heart."
Brother Rong himself didn't know what was going on. After coming to this world, his level of love talk was getting higher and higher. Perhaps because of his thick skin, he could blurt out any disgusting words.
"My uncle will try his best to make me happy."
Qin Keqing finally wiped her tears and stopped crying. Asking Uncle Rong to lie down on his side, she squatted beside the bed and applied the medicine to Uncle Rong with a serious expression. The movements were very light and gentle, completely opposite to her expression.
"I can't bear to coax you. Everything I say is from the bottom of my heart." Uncle Rong's heart softened when he saw her like this. His eyes were fixed on Keqing's little face, from the jade nose to the cherry mouth, from the flawless white neck to the loving eyes.
Uncle Rong finally couldn't hold back his hands, and wanted to imitate Keqing's gentle movements to 'apply medicine' on her waist, before he broke in through the hem of her clothes. A feeling as delicate and smooth as satin came along the fingers, like warm and smooth jade, extremely delicate and smooth.
This gentle touch is like stroking the smoothest and softest silk.
A wonderful feeling of ultimate comfort.
Qin Keqing felt something, twisted her waist, and rolled her eyes at the mischievous old man. Then he said in a gentle voice: "The medicine has been applied, please don't move yet."
Brother Rong smiled from the bottom of his heart. For some reason, it was really worth it to come here to lie down. Such a beauty became his wife. This is a real bargain. In terms of appearance alone, Qin Keqing is definitely the best in the Red Mansion. Her delicate skin is truly incomparable.
I feel a little ashamed in my heart. With such a beautiful daughter-in-law in the room, why am I still thinking about Sister Feng.
Brother Rong wanted to slap himself right now!
How could such a wonderful moment be distracted? You have to experience it carefully and carefully.
Qin Keqing was so disturbed that her face turned red and she said angrily: "If I make trouble again, I won't give you any medicine."
"What kind of medicine are you applying?" Brother Rong laughed loudly, grabbed Ke Qing's hand and pulled it over, and the soft body immediately fell into his arms.
Qin Keqing shouted in panic, and suddenly realized that he was behind him. There was a slight tremor, her face was as gorgeous as the sunset, her bright red lips opened slightly, and she snorted softly from her nose.
"uncle……"
This sound penetrated deep into the soul of Uncle Rong, and all three souls and seven souls trembled at this moment. Seeing that his wife was about to get up, he held her arms tighter and felt something squeezing her chest. Suddenly, a blazing flame rose up in his heart, burning from his heart to his skin, and burning his mouth to dryness.
Qin Keqing also felt the unusual temperature and said angrily: "The curtain in the inner room hasn't been lowered yet, Ruizhu and the others are going to take a look."
Uncle Rong smiled proudly and called out loudly: "Ruizhu put down the curtain."
Without stopping, he lowered the curtain on the bed. Suddenly Ruizhuizhu in the outer room blushed, and only the bird in the courtyard outside the main house looked up at the white and tender moon.
