Chapter 451 Who Do You Like?

Liu Hong stretched out his hand and slapped Zhou Jiu on the head, saying angrily, "Silver, silver, you keep talking about silver.

This money is so easy to earn."

Zhou Jiu rubbed his head in grievance and looked at Liu Hong pitifully, "Brother, the one who signed the contract with us was Zhao Fumin. If he didn't write to give us money, then what was the reason?"

"Why? What else could it be? To urge for the delivery of goods! He said that the people who came with him had ordered goods from Shengxia Embroidery Workshop and had received the goods a long time ago.

The goods are selling well now, and he urged us to deliver them quickly so as not to delay his profit."

Zhou Jiu's eyes rolled, "Brother, this is not easy to handle. I heard from them that the number of embroiderers at Shengxia Embroidery Workshop is limited, and it is impossible to deliver the goods all at once.

Let's just hand over part of the purses we've made."

Liu Hong glanced at Zhou Jiu with appreciation, "Yeah, you're smart. Let's go and take a look.

I'll deliver a portion of the goods first to stabilize Mr. Zhao, and then give him the rest slowly.

Humph, you can’t control me.

When I get the first payment, I will go find an embroiderer somewhere else. I don’t believe that as long as I pay a high price, I don’t believe that I can’t find an embroiderer.”

Zhou Jiu nodded in agreement. "Brother, that's right. Some people just can't be spoiled. The more you spoil them, the less they deserve."

The two of them went to the backyard of the embroidery workshop and came to where the embroiderer usually worked.

They searched for a long time but couldn't find a finished product.

Although there was a pile of ready-made purses next to it, when you took a closer look, you could see that something was missing from each one of them.

"What bad luck, big brother, I'm not saying anything, but doesn't my sister-in-law come to the embroidery workshop to supervise it on weekdays?

It can’t be that there is not a single finished product!”

Liu Hong was so angry that he cursed, "Fang Lan is such a fool. She seems to be very busy on weekdays, but she is unable to help at all."

Zhou Jiu looked at Liu Hong helplessly, "Brother, what should we do now?"

Liu Hong threw the purse in his hand to the ground and said, "What else can we do? Let's go call your sister-in-law and see if she can remedy the situation."

The two of them ran home panting, and Fang Lan had already taken a carriage to the county town.

I found a carriage and chased it halfway, but there was no sign of it, so I had to return the same way.

Zhou Jiu kept asking Liu Hong what to do. Liu Hong was so angry that he kicked him, "Can you please stop talking and let me be quiet for a while?"

Zhou Jiu covered his buttocks with a wronged look, "Brother, I'm worried too! My mother finally asked someone to find me a marriage, but the other party asked for a betrothal gift of 20 taels of silver. I'm waiting for the silver to marry my wife, I..."

Liu Hong glared at him and said, "You are busy getting married while waiting for money, but I can't handle all my affairs without money.

I......."

"Brother, I think we should call my sister-in-law back. Think about it, she is the only one who understands embroidery.

We are all laymen, not to mention that these wallets are missing a step.

When the time comes, let my sister-in-law and your two daughters-in-law do the job together.

We will receive as much silver as we deliver the goods."

Liu Hong reached out to touch Zhou Jiu's forehead and praise his clever brain.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Jiu thought he was going to be beaten again, so he quickly dodged backwards.

Liu Hong smiled awkwardly, "Okay, kid, wait at home. I'll go to the county town to call your sister-in-law back. In order for you to get married, I have to get this done."

The coachman glanced at Liu Hong and wondered if this man was ill.

The previous trip they turned back halfway, and now they are making a fuss to go to the county town.

Well, I’ll give you silver anyway. The driver reminded Liu Hong, “Please, sit tight!”

Then he whipped his horsewhip and rushed to the county town.

By the way, Fang Lan had already arrived at Liu Sanle's home.

The pregnant woman that Liu Sanle brought back from another place was named Mengxiang.

When Fang Lan entered the room, Meng Xiang was instructing Liu Sanle to massage his legs. When Fang Lan saw this scene, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.

"My son's hands are used for writing articles, how can he massage your legs?

You shameless little bitch, you..."

Fang Lan felt that scolding was not enough, so she picked up a feather duster and hit Meng Xiang with it.

Meng Xiang curled her lips, stepped forward, and pointed at her belly, saying, "Old lady, hit me here.

It was because he was not being honest that my legs hurt, so I asked the child's father to help rub my legs.

Look at you, it's like you've committed a huge crime just like me."

Fang Lan raised her arms high, not knowing what to do.

Meng Xiang glanced at her sideways and said, "Old lady, if you don't hit me, I'll sit down.

Ouch, my old waist! I just stand for a while and it hurts so much.

Husband, please help me rub it, hurry up, ah..."

Liu Sanle didn't even look at Fang Lan. He quickly followed the instructions and came to Meng Xiang's side. "Madam, is it here? Or here,..."

"Oh, husband, can't you be gentler? Oh, no, you're tickling me!"

Mengxiang glanced at Fang Lan with disdain and continued to play with Liu Sanle.

Fang Lan was so angry that her chest heaved up and down, and she kept cursing, "Vixen, bitch..."

Meng Xiang covered her face with a handkerchief and looked at Liu Sanle in a coquettish tone, "Husband, the old lady scolded me..."

Liu Sanle glanced at Fang Lan impatiently, "Mom, isn't the town busy? Why did you come to my place again?

Really, you don't like Li Yiran, so I divorced her.

Now, Mengxiang is pregnant. A few days ago, you praised her, but now you dislike her. You say,

Who do you like?..."

Liu Sanle's next words contained so much information that Fang Lan almost rolled her eyes. She no longer cared about arguing with Mengxiang. She pointed at Liu Sanle and asked, "What did you just say? You said you divorced Li Yiran? You, you are so brave, you..."

"Mom, are you done yet? A while ago, you were the one who said that Li Yiran is no longer worthy of me.

What's more, Mengxiang Yijing was pregnant, and I didn't want my first child to be a bastard, so I divorced Li Yiran.

She can't give birth, so don't just occupy the toilet without doing anything.

It would be better to make room for Mengxiang.

Is it true, ah, Mengxiang, tell me, am I good to you?"

Liu Sanle ignored Fang Lan's anger and reached out to touch Mengxiang's chin. Mengxiang gave him a seductive glance, which made Liu Sanle feel numb all over. He felt like countless ants were crawling in his heart, and he felt itchy and unbearable.

He could no longer care about anything else, he took Meng Xiang into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her...