"Okay, sir, you have good taste."
"Brother, I just heard you telling Mr. Zhang about the exhibition in Fucheng."
"Young master, are you interested? That's a porcelain exhibition. The market opens on the 15th of every month. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. Our kiln factory is also participating in the exhibition."
Lin Keer nodded and thanked her. It was already noon when she came out of the porcelain shop. She bought ten meat buns and ate them while heading outside the city gate. As I was pondering something in my mind, I almost had a close encounter with a horse running towards me.
Lin Ke'er reacted quickly and flew past the horse. Their eyes met. The young man swung his whip and swept Lin Ke'er's hair. Lin Ke'er landed firmly on the ground and looked back with cold eyes. The horse turned back and looked at his boy with disdain.
A name murmured out of his mouth: Tong Jia Kidd.
Then Lin Ke'er walked out of the city gate as if nothing had happened. As soon as he arrived outside the city, he saw the carriage delivering goods from Cloth Village. Lin Ke'er stepped forward to negotiate and then looked at the tea shed. Sure enough, he saw his fourth uncle sitting in the tea shed. Drink tea inside.
Lin Ke'er walked a few steps quickly, came to Lin Boli, and whispered: "Fourth uncle, I am Ke'er."
Lin Boli raised his head and met each other's eyes. Lin Boli looked at Lin Ke'er carefully, then looked away after a moment: "Well, he's getting more and more naughty."
Lin Keer stuck out her tongue playfully and pointed at the carriage in Buzhuang: "Fourth uncle, I'm looking at the carriage in Buzhuang and got in to talk."
"Are you spending money randomly again?" Lin Ke'er was speechless. Her fourth uncle spoke very clearly and concisely.
"I'm not spending any money. I'm just buying some autumn and winter clothing materials for my family. My fourth uncle hasn't had lunch yet. Let's eat some meat buns. They're still warm."
Lin Keer stuffed eight meat buns into Lin Boli's hands. Lin Boli looked at the steaming meat buns in his hand and raised his lips: "Okay, let's go."
The uncle and nephew got into the carriage. Lin Boli was both a scholar and a teacher. He respected the rules and watched Lin Keer get into the carriage. He sat side by side with the driver.
Lin Keer used the voice of a teenager's voice changer to talk to her fourth uncle. Lin Boli was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing. He was not convinced that his third girl had such a unique skill. It really surprises him everywhere.
The carriage was running very fast. When it was approaching Daohua Village, it suddenly braked hard. The driver pulled the reins hard, forcing the horse to stop. The other driver's curses came from outside the carriage.
The coachman looked at the carriage opposite, which bore the imprint of the Jiang family, and was not afraid of trouble. He pretended to be intimidating: "I belong to Huancai Pavilion."
The curtain of the carriage on the opposite side was opened, and he said with a smile: "The third son of the Xiajiang family, the younger brother, all misunderstood. The new coachman is still a little unfamiliar with driving, so he didn't rush into the nobles of Huancai Pavilion."
When Lin Keer heard this, she also picked up a corner of the car curtain and looked over, only to see a handsome face. She had never seen Jiang Yuze in her past life, but she knew Jiang Yuze very well. She had been blessed by her eldest sister in her previous life. She heard his name before seeing him. And because of the enmity with the Jiang family, his cousin investigated Liang Yuze thoroughly. He knew this person very well. Something that looks like a human or a dog.
"Jiang Yuze, that bastard of the Jiang family?" Lin Boli asked in a low voice. The moment Lin Ke'er put down the car curtain, she saw the moiré Ruyi satin purse in Jiang Yuze's hand. He suddenly turned around and said, "Well, Fourth Uncle knows this person?"
"It's not as if we know each other. The eldest son of the Jiang family was my classmate."
Lin Keer nodded and fell into his thoughts. Lin Boli saw that his niece did not answer. He himself said little, so they both fell silent.
The coachman took advantage of the situation and exchanged a few polite words with Jiang Yuze before the two carriages passed by each other.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the uncle and nephew returned to Lin's house. The coachman collected the money and gave them money to move the cloth to the yard.
Lin Ke'er thanked the coachman, and while facing his fourth uncle's gaze, she quickly ran towards the inner courtyard with "a chicken" in her left hand and "a duck" in her right hand.
The Lin family's outer courtyard is relatively far from the inner courtyard, so the Lin family didn't know that Lin Ke'er and the others were back.
As soon as Lin Keer entered the door, she shouted: "Who is at home? Come out and help."
Lin Keer ran too fast and her voice was breathy. Now she was so frightened that the Lin family, who had just laid down and were about to take a nap, suddenly got excited, thinking that something had happened, and they all got out of bed and ran out.
Lin Shufan ran out of the house without wearing any shoes. When he saw that his third sister was safe and sound, he scratched his head in embarrassment and muttered: "Third sister, can you stop being so scary."
Lin Keer stuck out her tongue and was very moved: "Third brother, go put on your shoes quickly. I'm fine. I just bought a lot of things."
Mrs. Liu looked at her granddaughter carrying large and small bags and was furious: "Damn girl, you're going to scare your grandma to death. What are you calling? Where's your fourth uncle? I didn't come back with you. I'm selling so many things." , are you exhausted?"
As Mrs. Liu spoke, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Huang, and Mrs. Li all stepped forward to take the things from Lin Ke'er.
Lin Qianqian didn't move. Shanshan and Tongtong also stepped forward to help. At this time, Lin Ke'er laughed and said: "Grandma, I'm fine. Uncle, father, and third uncle still have a lot of things outside, and fourth uncle is still outside." .”
Lin Qianqian shouted loudly: "What, also, Lin Ke'er, you bought so many things, you are really a waste of money, you shouldn't have spent the money we paid for selling embroidery, right?"
Lin Ke'er rolled her eyes at Lin Qianqian and was too lazy to take care of her. She took out a purse and handed it to Mrs. Liu: "Grandma, this is the money from selling embroidery. Count it, it's 365 yuan in total, and I'll take over the work for you. "
Mrs. Liu took the purse and said angrily: "How much do you count? Your grandma knows how much the embroidery can be sold for. You bought so many things today, so you have to spend a lot of money."
Lin Ke'er smiled and said: "Well, I didn't spend much money. It was all needed. I made autumn and winter clothing, cotton, and some food for my family. Also, I will tell grandma later that I will go first." Move things.”
Mrs. Liu grabbed Lin Keer and said, "Come on, your dad and the others are moving. You go back to the house and wash up. Look at the sweat."
Lin Keer smiled coquettishly: "Grandma, I'll go back to the house first. I'll tell you the truth when everyone is here."
Mrs. Liu waved her hand and looked at Lin Qianqian: "Qianqian, what are you doing? If you don't want to help me, go to the kitchen and bring the herbal tea to the main room. I'll serve a bowl to Fourth Uncle and Ke'er later."
Lin Qianqian rolled her eyes at Lin Keer: "Why are you so proud? She really thinks that she is a wealthy lady. She is worthy of letting me serve her, but she is just a shabby shoe that no one wants."
Lin Ke'er turned around and rolled her eyes at Lin Qianqian. After hearing this, Mrs. Liu glanced at Lin Qianqian and scolded her with a stern face: "Lin Qianqian, you have been punished. You can't change it, can you? From today on, you will be at home. Embroider the dowry, and you are not allowed to go out until you get married. The boss’s wife will lock her up for me.”
Wang just walked out of the kitchen and saw her daughter's face and those words. She really wanted to slap her to death.
