The warm breath blew on Uncle Rong's face, and the whole nose was filled with fragrance.
Brother Rong felt the tenderness like water, and his heartstrings couldn't help but tremble. Secretly laughing, Ping'er also specially scented her clothes, probably thinking about this day all the time.
Lips parted, stand still.
Ping'er was so attentive, so he naturally wanted to take a closer look at her body.
The clothes are made of fine and smooth satin, with a small stand-up collar on the jade neck and unique and exquisite flower buttons on the side. Let the clothes tightly wrap that graceful figure, and there is no extra fabric. From the chest collar to the waist and legs, the entire dress has no wrinkles at all.
The tight waist and smooth lines are so beautiful.
Looking at this figure, Brother Rong could not help but feel short of breath and excited.
Ping'er was looked at by his hot eyes, his hair on the temples was gently stroked, and his movements showed dignity and elegance. A shy half-smile, more shy and gentle.
Especially those long, fair and well-proportioned legs, half exposed from the slit of the skirt, how eye-catching they are.
Uncle Rong smiled and said, "You can't wear such clothes again."
"Uncle, you don't like it?" Ping'er was puzzled. In order to better let her uncle admire her, she didn't even wear culottes. She said disappointedly: "If uncle doesn't like it, Ping'er will go back and change it right now."
Uncle Rong pulled her to experience the silky softness of the cheongsam. He smiled and said, "How could I not like it? I am happy no matter what Hao Ping'er wears. Even if she doesn't wear anything, ahem, even if she changes into a pair of linen clothes, it can't hide Hao Ping'er's beauty."
"The uncle won't let Ping'er wear it again."
"It's not that I'm not allowed to wear it." Seeing the sadness on Ping'er's face, Uncle Rong said softly: "It's because he doesn't want Ping'er to wear it for others to see. Even Feng'er can't show Ping'er wearing these clothes. I The beauty of the beauty can only be seen and appreciated by the uncle in the room."
Ping'er was so ashamed that his feelings changed. The red face whispered: "There are better things inside."
How dare this girl seduce me.
Uncle Rong was aroused by these words, but he didn't want to see all the beautiful scenery at once. With a laugh, he grabbed Qiao Ping'er's little hand and pulled it in front of him.
"The night is long, let's enjoy it."
Ping'er was caught off guard and came over. He stumbled to steady himself, but he also felt Uncle Rong's heat. Looking at the look in the uncle's eyes, Ping'er understood. He gently stroked the broken hair from his eyebrows and knelt down.
She yelled and said: "How can I, a maid, expect that I will stay with you all night? If she wakes up tomorrow and there is no trace of him, why should she blame me for stealing her arm on the mat? I just hope that I can treat us kindly." Don’t forget that there is a Ping’er in her yard who is always waiting for her uncle.”
Uncle Rong looked at her from a high position and said with a smile: "You and she have learned the same thing over the years, and you are also very eloquent. How can you say the most provocative words like this?"
Qiao Ping'er let out a soft sigh and said, "Do you still need Ping'er to instigate? If it weren't for her birthday today, I'm afraid that the uncle would have pierced Miss Bao's mind right now."
Jia Rong stretched out her hand and gently removed the trace on Ping'er's lips, and smiled dryly. She didn't expect that Ping'er had seen through her little idea.
Everyone loves new things, and Uncle Rong is no exception. However, he never gets tired of old things. Besides, with Ping'er, such a considerate and wonderful person, Uncle Rong is not disappointed at all now, and even feels that it doesn't matter if he bothers Baochai again in a few days.
After all, Uncle Xiao Rong still feels Qiao Ping'er's warmth.
Look at her seductive eyes again, the squatting figure reveals her white, tender and tight long legs. His eyes were secretly searching, looking for the angle from which he could see the deepest and mysterious place from the slit of the skirt. As his head shook from left to right, Ping'er raised his head and glared, then let out a light snarl in a calm and elegant manner.
The more beautiful something is, the more people have the urge to destroy it.
Ping'er choked and burst into tears. After making two noises, Youyuan looked at the uncle.
"If you continue to provoke and say these things, I will punish you next time." Uncle Rong looked at her and felt distressed again. Regreting what he had just done, he gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Ping'er's eyes. "Still uncomfortable?"
Ping'er shook his head, thinking back to the sound of his uncle's inhalation just now, he actually wanted to try again.
Uncle Rong felt even softer. He took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of Ping'er's mouth before pulling him up. Said: "You don't feel uncomfortable either?"
"Ping'er is willing to try whatever the uncle likes. I think I should try it a few more times and gradually get used to it." Qiao Ping'er said with a blushing face. He took the tea that had been prepared nearby and drank it before putting it into Uncle Rong's arms.
This girl is really a lovable person. She is so good that she is different from others and cannot be replaced. When Uncle Rong heard this, he couldn't help but feel distressed. I can't help feeling that others often envy grown men, but they don't know that grown men also suffer from grown men's sufferings and even have less happiness.
"I can't let you try anymore. I feel sorry for you. Let's go up there and rest."
Ping'er hummed twice and gently unbuttoned the two buckles on the skirt slit. The skirt swings slightly, revealing the patterned lace underneath. She whispered softly: "The little clothes inside are also in sets."
Uncle Rong looked at Ping'er in confusion, and even wondered how this girl could understand men so well after studying. She gently lifted her hands and unbuttoned the three buttons on her neckline, revealing half of her white and tender shoulders. There is a white rope hanging on the shoulder, which should be the underwear designed by Xue Baochai.
Qiao Ping'er unbuttoned these buttons and refused to unbutton them any more. She sat in Uncle Rong's arms with a charming look on her face.
"Even your uncle dares to tease you."
The most sexy thing is to be half naked. When Uncle Rong heard this, he was both happy and annoyed. With a chuckle, he rolled around in his arms and pressed her down. Looking from the back, I could see her slender waist gathered in the satin, her buttocks tight under the robe, and her mutton-fat jade legs showing a little frivolity at the slit of the skirt.
This girl really has the best figure and is most suitable for wearing a cheongsam-style skirt.
Ping'er snickered secretly, the uncle was indeed tricked. Although time was tight today, she had been preparing this dress for a long time. Even after getting the clothes, she smelled the uncle's favorite scent and secretly changed the waistline. Just to better set off my figure and make the uncle even more fascinated.
She suddenly felt a chill from behind, like a cold wind blowing through her.
Ping'er groaned in pain, his eyes watery. I turned around and wanted to blame the uncle, but when I saw the smiling face of the uncle Rong, I couldn't say anything. He purred like a kitten and buried his head in the quilt.
Although she is a maid, she is also a woman. After two months of separation, how could I not miss my uncle? Now that I have achieved what I wanted, I am filled with joy.
It's a feeling of happiness.
Shen Zui didn't know the time or how much time, Uncle Rong asked Ping'er to sit up.
The unbuttoned collar swayed in the air, frightening the birds outside the room.
The room is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
At midnight, Ping'er leaned on Uncle Rong and said, "It's time for you to go back to the main room. If you delay any longer, you will have to sleep in this wing."
Uncle Rong felt Ping'er's warmth, but his magic hands couldn't help but cause trouble.
Ping'er was suddenly startled and sat up. He raised his chin to protect himself and said, "Master, please stop teasing me. Ping'er can't bear it."
Uncle Rong quickly hugged her with quick hands and eyes, and said with a smile: "Dare you say you are unhappy?"
Qiao Ping'er couldn't help but feel tense all over, a charming blush appeared on her face, and the love between her brows and eyes seemed to be squeezed out. He groaned and said shyly: "How can you ask a girl such a question? Why don't you answer it?"
"You really don't want to answer?"
With a "yeah" sound, Qiao Ping'er grabbed the quilt and jumped down. Uncle Rong, who stayed on top, looked at his miserable state and said helplessly: "How could the wild energy just now disappear after so long? It's as if someone suddenly changed."
When Ping'er saw the uncle, he waved and walked over timidly, wrapped in blankets. Tricked by that devil's hand, her pretty face was white and rosy. He said softly: "I'm afraid that the uncle will blame Ping'er for being wild tonight."
Even Uncle Rao Rong couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He laughed twice, hugged her and said: "Ping'er and uncle are together in the same room. It's appropriate to be more wild. In such a place and time, it's time to be wild. Please keep your wildness, uncle likes it very much."
Ping'er was so embarrassed when he heard this, but couldn't bear to hit the old man's chest with his small fist. Instead, her expression became more and more charming, and she held the uncle's mischievous hand.
She said softly: "Ping'er can follow the uncle. This is Ping'er's blessing in this life. Although he can't get a good reputation, Ping'er is happy in his heart. Ping'er has no ability, but he can stay by the uncle and grandma's side. , which is also satisfying. If it can make the uncle happier, Ping'er will also be happier and contented, which means he has shown his usefulness."
What this girl said was really touching.
Uncle Rong held Ping'er's hand and said: "Well, Ping'er is not useless. In the past, you followed Sister Feng in the housekeeping of Rongguo Mansion. Who wouldn't praise you as a capable person? Let's be more wild in private, and it's also between husband and wife. To enhance the spice of the relationship.”
Ping'er couldn't help but smile shyly when he heard the uncle's praise, nodded secretly and snuggled into his arms. "If the uncle likes it, Ping'er"
There was a sound, and there was another burst of laughter and commotion.
A cat wandering around the house was attracted by the sound, jumped onto the branches of the trees in the courtyard, and looked curiously at the silhouette on the window of the wing. It really didn't understand the meaning, and it was even more confused when it heard the painful cries of the same kind.
Meow, meow twice seemed to echo the sounds in the room.
The cat couldn't understand the sound in the room, and his hair stood up in anxiety. Unexpectedly, it attracted another cat in the yard.
Meow meow.
The cat on the tree jumped down, pushed the new cat to the ground and beat it, and the miserable sound echoed through the yard.
The two people who had just stopped moving in the room heard the sound and were startled by the cat in the courtyard meowing. Uncle Rong heard the voice clearly and said helplessly: "What's going on with this cat in this season?"
When Ping'er heard the sound, she rolled her eyes at the uncle.
After all, Uncle Rong was strong, so he asked Ping'er to rest in this room. He put on his own clothes and returned to the main room, Wang Xifeng, holding a lantern.
The second day.
When Jia Rong woke up, Ping'er was already waiting in the room. Seeing the happy look on her face, he couldn't help but feel proud, but he only earned Wang Xifeng a faint eye roll.
Sister Feng didn't say anything, she just told Ping'er that she wouldn't have to get up so early if she encountered such a situation in the future.
Ping'er hummed in agreement and looked at Uncle Rong with a look of shame on his face. The little Que'er next to him listened to the conversation between several people and felt envious in his heart. Pouting his lips, he carefully served and changed Uncle Rong's clothes, washed and tied his hair.
After the matter was over, they had a morning meal together in Wang Xifeng's courtyard.
Not long after, Wang Ren came to look for Jia Rong.
"I just went to your yard, but I didn't see anyone. I thought you must have come to my sister's place, and you are here." Wang Ren said with a smile, "Brother Rong is going to the kiln factory later, right?"
Jia Rong looked at Wang Ren in confusion, then at Wang Xifeng. He replied: "After a short rest, I should go to the kiln factory."
Wang Ren chuckled and said, "It's great over there. I didn't have the chance in the past, so I just thought of going to your kiln factory to broaden my horizons."
"What's there to see in a dusty place?" Brother Rong laughed.
Wang Xifeng, who was next to him, said: "It's better to let your uncle go over and take a look. It's family property after all. At least he knows where it is."
Brother Rong agreed, then stopped refusing, and asked again: "Brother Qiang, are you up? I've never been there before, so I need Brother Qiang to lead the way."
Wang Rendao: "I know the way, but it's just that there has been a lot of fanfare recently. I don't know what they are doing. They have surrounded them and don't even let me in."
"Who knows what they are doing? I just came to Jinling and I don't know. I just go over and take a look today." Brother Rong laughed.
Seeing Wang Ren's warm-hearted look, he couldn't help but find it funny. Although he had just met Wang Ren, he already knew that this guy was idle and pampered. Wang Ren wanted to find a job in the kiln factory, but it was actually not difficult. At most, he could spend a few taels of silver every month to set up a guard team to patrol the kiln factory.
However, with a status like the brother of the Wang family, I'm afraid he doesn't care about the few taels of silver every month. Besides, the kiln factory is not as comfortable and beautiful as they thought.
Since Wang Ren yearns for it so much, it might as well take him there to have a look.
Brother Rong left Xiao Queer with Wang Xifeng and followed Wang Ren to the front hall. After meeting Brother Qiang, he went straight to the kiln factory outside the city.
Before reaching the place, Jia Rong saw a place surrounded by a high wall next to the waterway on a hill.
Jia Rong asked: "Does it cost a lot of money to build this high wall?"
Brother Qiang was afraid that he would blame him, so he said timidly: "It cost some money, but I think it is necessary to build this high wall. Nowadays, there are many people working in the kiln, and there are a lot of brick materials, and some are used to build factories. cement. There are many people and it’s easy to get mixed up. If you don’t build a high wall, you’re afraid of trouble.”
Wang Ren interrupted and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it's a good thing for Brother Qiang to do this. Brother Rong shouldn't blame him."
Jia Rong shrugged helplessly, when did she ever say that she would blame Jia Qiang. The three of them arrived at the gate in front of the factory. Brother Qiang took the sign and went in. He explained: "Now the kiln factory has three gates. The one we take now is the main gate, which is also the gate for ordinary people to enter and exit. There are also two other gates. One is near the water and close to the dock. One is the shipping door; the other is the door where raw materials come in. All three doors must have signs for entry and exit, even for me."
Brother Rong smiled and said: "That's how it should be. Brother Qiang finally has an official status, and his dealings are different from before."
"Please take care of Brother Rong." Jia Qiang smiled shyly and added: "The sixth-rank supervisor of the Ministry of Industry given by the palace is not as happy as being a kiln owner next to Brother Rong."
"What's wrong with the supervision of the Ministry of Works? Don't go on duty elsewhere. Even though you are a sixth-grade official, you can still get a thousand taels of silver a year."
One thousand taels of silver a year is not a small amount, it is many times higher than the salary Jia Rong can pay Jia Qiang every year. Brother Rong himself paid the salary of a fourth-grade noble and a second-class bodyguard, and he could only afford more than a thousand taels of silver a year.
He secretly thought, if Emperor Xiande created such a coin to support integrity, could it really support integrity?
But these are not what Jia Rong should think about, and then he said: "You also know that our Ningguofu cement kiln worked hard for a whole year last year and only made a few thousand taels, of which King Zhongshun lost three thousand taels. When you are an official, you will not Same, as long as you don't make mistakes, you can just get money every year. You can't live on the wages from the kiln factory. Your sister-in-law is looking for a wife for you in Shenjing, and Brother Qiang should get married in the past two years. "
Jia Qiang also knew about Ning Guofu's arrangements, but she felt bitter in her heart and didn't know what to do.
Take a wife and get married?
They all sound so far away.
Jia Qiang doesn't want to get married, she just wants to follow Brother Rong all the time. Even if I can't be by Brother Rong's side all the time, even if I can help Brother Rong a little, it would be great.
He said: "There is no rush now. The kiln factory in Fuli is short of people now. How can we escape."
"Do you want to stay in the cement kiln forever? As an elder brother, how can I keep seeing you alone. Now the kiln factory in Ping'an Prefecture is slowly getting back on track. After the kiln factory in Jinling is set up in two months, we will follow I'm going back to Shenjing. Our brother from Ningguo Mansion has an official position, so he will definitely find a good wife."
Seeing the struggle on his face, Jia Rong comforted him: "Brother Qiang is a handsome man. When he returns to Shenjing, the wives of various princes must not trample on the gate of our Ningguo Mansion."
Brother Qiang saw Uncle Rong smiling and Uncle Wang Ren laughing too. But he couldn't smile, and his face showed embarrassment. Inviting the two of them into the formal area of the kiln factory, they managed to avoid the topic.
Jia Qiang said: "Because the large water conservancy mill designed by Brother Zongcheng has not yet been completed, although several large kilns have been built in the factory, only one large kiln is currently producing. The cement produced is also used in the mill and workers' accommodation. After the construction, we will also need to renovate the pier and the main road outside."
Brother Rong nodded and said: "The weather is getting cold, and the weather will get colder as time goes by. We must build the houses for workers as soon as possible to prevent workers from catching cold and getting sick. At the same time, we must also pay attention to personnel safety and hygiene. With so many people gathered together, how many people will be infected if one of them gets sick."
Jia Qiang scratched her head and said, "We have never thought about this."
Brother Rong looked around and said: "It's not easy to get sick if there is lime all over the kiln, but everyone must wear masks when working. It's full of dust and dirt. Don't let them work hard for several years and earn a lot of money." He spent a little money, but it hurt them all. The grinding tools Zong Chengxin made were too noisy, and the mill room was thickened. Everyone who went into the mill had to wear sound-isolating earphones."
"The cost is too high." Wang Ren said from behind.
If you add a little cost, you can get it from the buyer. If you don't add this cost, Jia Rong's conscience will be uneasy. Although he does not claim to be a good person, he still has to do some things that he can do. Even if it is to comfort yourself, or to deceive your heart that still has a bottom line.
The three of them walked around and met Zong Cheng again. They also discussed the issue of workers drinking water, eating, and bathing, and Jia Rong particularly reminded that the production area and living area must be separated.
Jia Qiang said: "The current place is the living area, two miles away from the production place. A warehouse is planned to be built in the middle area, which will still be a place for daily workers to rest and eat."
Brother Rong nodded and looked at Wang Ren curiously. I found that this uncle of the Wang family, after walking half a circle, was actually listless and no longer as excited as before. After seeing the situation in the kiln factory, this guy probably won't want to find a job here again.
How could a brother from a wealthy family endure such hardship?
