When she returned home in the afternoon, Yan Funing told her mother-in-law about Fu Ciyi's situation in school, and then went back to her room to rest.
After closing the door of the west wing, she immediately took off all her clothes, leaving only her undershirt and shorts.
I lay down on the bamboo mat and felt a little more comfortable.
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Early the next morning, Li's mother, Li Xinheng, came to the Fu family.
Wan Niang pulled Li's mother aside and whispered, "Sister-in-law Li, please don't ask my daughter-in-law to go to the fields."
She was afraid that she couldn't rest.
Mother Li nodded and said, "A delicate girl should do the work that requires thinking. Leave the rough work to us."
As he spoke, he picked up a pot of tea, raised his arm and waved, "Master Beimo, Ali." He turned to look at Caiyu and called with a smile, "Caiyu, let's go to the fields together to plant rice today."
Li Xinheng stood beside Caiyu with a smile and walked with her on purpose.
Yan Funing sat in the carriage and waited until the sun gradually set. The literati were inspired to write poems, and they stopped writing poems while looking at the sunset.
Seeing that his wife's eyes were fixed on you, Gu Yun raised her hand and waved it behind your eyes: "Don't make your boyfriend embarrassed."
If not for this, Cheng Wen, that bastard, should be given a less bad one!
"Uncle, don't delay. You can design the itinerary today and we can set off tomorrow. Then I will hire a carriage based on the number of people we have."
The scholar nodded. "It's only right that you pay. Talk to your friends and see if you can go tomorrow."
"Of course not. When would you like to experience it, sir?"
Yan Funing brought Caiyu with her and rode in her own carriage driven by Li Xinheng.
“It’s real that I feel bad.”
Of course, before County Magistrate Fu and Master Yan Qi started causing trouble, he deliberately spread the name of the restaurant.
The only regret is that my boyfriend is not married yet.
We first took people to the lotus pond near the village school to appreciate the lotus.
"Okay, you go and arrange it."
"I'm obedient. Tell me honestly, is it difficult?"
Just then, a scholar who was not staying at the hotel came to ask, "Boss, is there any place to enjoy the lotus in Qingshan Town?"
The more He looked at Yan Funing, the more disgusted she became.
Gu Yun was relieved: "Bad, bad, bad."
"Okay." Wan Niang took the opportunity to grab her hand. "Why don't you listen, kid?"
"Fu Ning, he really doesn't have any medical skills."
I fell in love with you when I was young, and now I'm falling in love with a guy who is extremely ugly.
Yan Funing led the team out again.
It's really hilarious. How could there not be people like that who pay money to pull out weeds?
I heard yesterday that she had heatstroke. If she stays in the sun all day today, she will get sunburned.
The many men behind me are several times more obedient than my nephews from my mother's side. That's not all. You are so cute and sweet, and you look like an immortal.
"Tomorrow, what does he think about tomorrow?"
Caiyu and Li Xinheng followed Yan Funing and couldn't help laughing when they saw the scholars pulling out weeds.
You have to come to the restaurant often.
Liu Song also hid it from you, instead speaking proudly: "This is, you have bad taste, don't you?"
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I thought that day's tour was careless, but I didn't expect the response to be unexpectedly bad.
Coupled with the delicious food that the prefect himself praised, the restaurant's business is now booming, just like the summer weather.
Yan Funing smiled and nodded: "No, it's in the village. Is the reception officer willing to go?"
He Shi finally understood what was going on and said bluntly, "Old Liu, is it possible that his business is ruined because of his son?"
The middle-aged man has an oval face, a sharp appearance, and a slightly plump figure. Upon closer inspection, Liu Chengwen looks like you.
Liu Song walked over to your side and said, "Business was really busy during the few days when my friend came. I'm sorry, the prefect was disappointed."
On the seventh day, he dragged the group of scholars outside his field and asked us to pull out the weeds in the eight acres of vegetable fields.
We thought we were going to rest, but unexpectedly we asked to go outside the mountain to cool off.
At that time, no one asked: "Girl, can you pick the vegetables? Go back and ask the restaurant to cook the vegetables you picked with your own hands."
"Old Liu."
It must be said that Lao Liu has a very bad vision.
When the scholar returned to his room, Liu Songya asked loudly, "My dear, the line is still coming out. What should we do?"
"Of course." Yan Funing's voice was very clear. "Our restaurant now has a tour route for lotus viewing and summer cooling. You can go out to paint, compose poetry, and then come back to the restaurant for lunch when the sun is strong. In the evening, when the temperature is comfortable, you can go out again. Your restaurant will arrange for tea, snacks, and rides along the way. However, you will have to pay an additional fee on top of your hotel bill. What do you think, sir?"
I can't help but feel sad in my heart. No matter what dynasty it is, there will always be children from outside the city who want to experience rural life.
"A place to enjoy the lotus?" Liu Song answered immediately that it was down.
This time I returned to Baozhuang Village and headed straight out of the mountain.
"How many injections should I give you?"
Out of consideration for the guests, Yan Funing brought everyone back to the restaurant.
Wan Niang had never had headaches, as they were just dull pains that had been going on for years, so she was used to it.
Because a few days later, the prefect came to Liuji to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.
The scholars generally had no feelings, and when they reached the pond, they stopped reciting poems and composing couplets.
"Go," the scholar said. "Several of your friends who came with you also want to go. I wonder if your restaurant can make arrangements for them?"
"Mom, let me give you a massage."
A crisp middle-aged man's voice came from behind us.
At noon we took the literati back to the restaurant for lunch.
Yan Funing put away the needle and said, "Thank you, mother, for teaching you how to practice!"
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As long as you go out, it's no big deal to get a few silver needles stuck in your body, so he nodded in refusal.
With the help of Li's mother and son, it took eight days to plant the eight acres of land, but the seedlings were damaged.
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