Today's marriage, she should and should do it, and she should do it if she doesn't!
Wang Jinxiu's little eyes were wandering in her sockets, she raised her hand to take the three hundred taels of silver, and asked the servant to put the cow back into the stable to raise. Then she waited for him to come over and said, "Then tell Miss Yan, I want to invite her Come to my house to discuss marriage."
The servant looked a little embarrassed: "This..."
They don't even want to get married now, but they are willing to come over after discussing the marriage?
Wang Jinxiu began to become leisurely and contented. She sat on the rocking chair, holding the armrest with one hand and pinching her beard with the other: "Remember, the message must be sent directly to Miss Yan."
This sentence made the servant wait from afternoon until dark.
Aunt Zhang and Yan Zhicheng each held a kerosene lamp and stood in front to clear the way.
Yan Qingyao supported Shu Qiong and walked cautiously behind.
Several people were talking and laughing. When they walked to the courtyard to open the door, they saw the figure of the servant standing at the door.
Yan Zhicheng's eyes were sharp: "Who?"
At the same time, he stretched out his hand to stop the three people behind him, and looked at the people in the corner warily.
The servant stood at the door for a long time. He had just sat down to rest for less than a stick of incense. When he heard the sound of their return, he stood up and wanted to say something, but he couldn't do it for a long time.
This sound gave him a chance to interrupt.
His eyes clearly bypassed the others and landed on Yan Qingyao: "Miss Yan, our master asked me to deliver a message."
No one was suspicious, so they opened the door and let him in together.
Aunt Zhang put down the bacon in her hand and was about to leave. Suddenly she caught a glimpse of the clothes on the servant, and she said doubtfully: "This clothes seems to have been seen somewhere..."
Only then did Yan Qingyao cast her eyes on his clothes, feeling familiar.
After getting familiar with it, she suddenly had an idea: "Aren't these the clothes of the landlord's servant who bullied Xiaohua?"
Speaking of this, Aunt Zhang also had an impression and nodded: "Yes, it belongs to Landlord Wang's family."
Aunt Zhang was still not used to blurting out the word landlord.
After the servant was recognized, he squeezed his hands with concern, and his face became panicked involuntarily.
Zhao Cuihua was called by the village chief and returned home after a while. When she saw the servant, she immediately frowned with worry on her face: "Why is it still you? Mr. Wang doesn't agree?"
Her words left those who had just returned from the town scratching their heads, and their eyes focused on the servants.
The servant said weakly: "Mr. Wang asked me to bring a message to Miss Yan. I want to invite her to my home to discuss marriage matters."
Aunt Zhang reacted immediately, stretched out her hand and patted her thigh: "Oh! At that time, Qingyao girl accepted the marriage of Landlord Wang's concubine..."
Now, how could Wang Jinxiu be worthy of Qingyao girl, and he has not been interested in marrying her since then? Obviously, he didn't like her.
Are you going to marry Qingyao girl now that she has money?
No wonder everyone in the town looked at Qingyao girl with a smile on her face today, but now I think she had a different meaning.
Yan Qingyao also remembered this, and when she heard that Landlord Wang was the one causing trouble in her shop, she raised her eyes slightly.
He was almost able to be her grandfather at that age, so no wonder he fell in love with himself who was so skinny and swarthy at that time.
"Okay, I'll go there tomorrow."
Adhering to her usual style of making the decision herself, she agreed to the matter. No matter how Zhao Cuihua and Aunt Zhang said that Wang Jinxiu was unkind, she remained unmoved.
When they saw this, they just let her go.
Zhao Cuihua stretched out her hands to hold her little hand, and said warmly: "Then let Zhicheng send you there tomorrow and pick you up."
Yan Zhicheng has no objection to this.
Yan Qingyao nodded when she saw this: "Okay, let the elder brother send me there, and I will come back by myself. I still need the elder brother and sister-in-law to make decisions in the store tomorrow!"
Hearing this, Zhao Cuihua could only nod, feeling relieved that he could finally send her there.
The second day.
Yan Zhicheng escorted Yan Qingyao to the door of Wang Jinxiu Courtyard. He raised his hand to knock on the door, but Yan Qingyao stopped him: "I will do the rest myself. Brother, you should go back first!"
Yan Zhicheng pursed his lips, obviously unwilling. It could be seen that Qingyao persisted and nodded: "Be careful yourself."
Yan Qingyao smiled slightly: "Okay!"
As soon as Yan Zhicheng left, the courtyard door of Wang Jinxiu's house was opened by a servant from the inside.
Yan Qingyao sneered and immediately understood that this was the Hongmen Banquet.
How dare he know that she has come, but he doesn't want her brother to go in?
Just in time, Yan Qingyao dusted off her clothes and walked in.
The dining table was set up in the lobby. There were at least eight to ten dishes on the table, but the only people eating were Wang Jinxiu and Yan Qingyao, who were sitting at the main table.
Seeing Yan Qingyao, Wang Jinxiu smiled broadly and pointed to the chair next to him: "Sit down!"
Following his instructions, the servant came over and pulled out a chair for her.
Yan Qingyao ignored it, pulled out a chair and sat down casually. She looked at the dishes on the table and felt they looked familiar.
Wang Jinxiu was not angry at her attitude at all. On the contrary, he was used to seeing people who followed him, and having someone like Yan Qingyao felt strange and fresh.
"Miss Yan manages her own shop every day. I'm afraid she has never tasted the food at Yayanlou? Although the food at Yayanlou is several times more expensive than yours, it still tastes different."
His words all revealed his confidence in his wealth.
Yan Qingyao picked up the chopsticks, picked up each dish and took a bite: "The taste is okay."
Wang Jinxiu smiled proudly, twirling his beard with his hand, and the look of contempt in his eyes was hard to suppress: "This table only costs forty taels of silver. After you marry me, don't go out to show yourself. There are people like this every day." Food for you to eat.”
When Yan Qingyao heard this, she couldn't help but chuckle. She tasted every taste and put down the chopsticks in her hands: "This is only about ten dishes, and it costs forty taels. Mr. Wang, you are at a loss!"
Wang Jinxiu thought she was praising him, so she smiled even more heartily and stepped back: "What's that?"
The servant behind him stepped forward at the right time and added: "It's like a beacon playing with the princes!"
"Yes, yes!" Wang Jinxiu nodded: "I will spend a lot of money, as long as you are happy."
I am afraid that any woman will be happy after hearing this. Wang Jinxiu glanced sideways at Yan Qingyao, not believing that she was unhappy.
I saw her looking at the dishes with an indifferent expression, and said surprisingly: "I gave this recipe to Yayanlou. I don't need to pay for it when I go to eat it. I can go at any time."
It seemed like what he just showed off was a joke.
Wang Jinxiu's expression changed instantly, and a look of anger appeared on his face: "Are you kidding me?"
Yan Qingyao shrugged innocently: "You wanted to buy this dish to entertain me, I didn't ask you to buy it."
Wang Jinxiu calmed down a little and felt that what she said made sense.
