The Sweet Little Fulang of the Farming Family

Zhao Chuchu was meticulously raised since childhood. Relying on her adoptive mother's doting and wealth, she indulged in idleness, eating, drinking, and merry-making, visiting brothels, and tea...

Chapter 110: Too much dog food, this meal is inedible

Zhang Xiuwen went out to the toilet and heard voices coming from his elder brother and his sister-in-law's room from a distance.

The sound is not very clear, but it is noisy.

He was worried that his eldest brother and his wife had had a quarrel.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiuwen moved a little closer to their house. Now, the voices of his brother and sister-in-law reached his ears clearly.

Zhang Xiuwen opened his eyes wide, feeling as if his worldview had been overturned.

He felt uncomfortable and coughed softly.

Haha, my elder brother and his wife are really good at playing. As a child, he still doesn’t understand the adult world.

Zhang Xiuwen turned around and left, going back to sleep with a bloated stomach.

I was suddenly fed so much dog food in the middle of the night, I felt so full.

The next day, Zhao Chuchu and Zhang Xiuyuan successfully received Wen Ge'er's inquiring eyes from time to time. Every time they looked over, he left with a guilty conscience.

"Wen Ge'er, what's wrong with you?" When Wen Ge'er peeked at her for the Nth time, Zhao Chuchu couldn't help but ask anymore.

Zhang Xiuwen coughed lightly, his cheeks flushed. "No, nothing. I just think that you and my eldest brother have a really good relationship."

Zhao Chuchu was happy, raised her chin, and said proudly: "That's right, your big brother is so good, I like him so much, I wish I could put him in my pocket and carry him with me all the time. Brother Yuan, you like me too, right?"

Zhang Xiuyuan looked at her smiling face and couldn't help but think of someone's hooliganism last night. His cheeks flushed and he glared at her.

Zhang Xiuwen silently put down his chopsticks. There was too much dog food and he couldn't eat the meal.

The Zhao family's flower cake business is booming, almost in short supply. After some consideration, Zhao Chuchu decided to rent a shop in Renhe County.

The shop was rented a few days ago and reopened yesterday.

The entire store was almost filled with people who came to buy flower cakes. Some came in groups of three or four, chatting while waiting. At this moment, someone mentioned Spring in the Garden.

"I haven't seen Master Qing'er recently. The madam said he's ill."

"I haven't seen him for several days. How seriously ill must he be?"

Someone whispered, "Do you think Young Master Qing'er has contracted syphilis?"

Before he could finish, he was glared at by the people around him.

"What nonsense! Young Master Qing'er wouldn't get that kind of disease."

Although Qing'er came from Chunmanyuan, she left a very good impression on most women who had been to Chunmanyuan.

Although she was a prostitute, beautiful and charming, even looking like a fairy, she was well-read and had an elegant temperament. I heard that she had a whole bookcase of books in her room.

Many people secretly sighed that Qing'er was just unlucky. If he had a better background, even if he was born into an ordinary family and did not fall into prostitution, with his talent, he would definitely be able to pass the imperial examination and get fame.

What a pity!

"Wife, you said Qing'er..."

Before Zhao Chuchu could say anything, Zhang Xiuyuan had already come close to her with a look of worry in his eyes.

Zhang Xiuyuan also read Qing'er's last letter to Zhao Chuchu.

Thanks to Qing'er's reminder, the Zhao family's dishes were preserved intact, and Zhao Chuchu was able to guard against the Liu family in advance. Otherwise, it would not be the Liu family that would be in trouble now, but the Zhao family.

Speaking of which, Qing'er has done the Zhao family a favor.

Although there were some rumors about his wife and Qing'er before, his wife had explained it clearly last time, and Zhang Xiuyuan also believed her.

Although Zhang Xiuyuan had never met Qing'er, he felt that he should be a good person.

Now I heard that he has been ill for several days, and I am a little worried.