Pear wood is fine for making furniture, but few people use it to make wooden beads because it is too cheap and even small families are unwilling to use it.

On the contrary, it was the old lady of the Zhang family, who was dressed richly, who was willing to reward Jiale with such a string of things because she liked her.

Many ladies before me also gave gifts, but there was no return gift.

Jiale confirmed that the Zhang family was obsessed with money.

Jiale didn't dare to show disdain at all. Instead, he happily put it on his wrist and even took off the jade bracelet with excellent water head on his wrist. He smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for your love, old lady. Since you gave me the beads you like, I naturally dare not be stingy. This jade bracelet was brought back from my time in Southern Xinjiang. It is rare in our Nanzhao. It is very suitable for old lady."

The old lady stared with wide eyes.

It’s not all the elderly who like jade, but the young people who don’t have enough family wealth can’t afford such precious jewelry as jade.

"Thank you for your kind words, old lady." Jiale said as he lowered his head, looking very shy.

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As soon as Jiale left his seat, other ladies immediately came to flatter Madam Zhang, hoping that Madam Zhang would say a few good words for their husbands in front of Zhang Jin.

The other ladies also secretly bit their handkerchiefs, thinking that Jiale was too ostentatious and a spendthrift.

The bracelet on Jiale's wrist was taken out by Linglong from Linglong Pavilion. It was an old item that was probably hundreds of years old, but it was extremely rare. You couldn't buy it anywhere else even if you had money. Almost all the ones with the same color were kept in the homes of wealthy people, and even the most impoverished people would not sell them.

Old Madam Zhang looked at the other jewels on Jiale with her cloudy but very shrewd eyes. The pink tourmalines on her ears and the gold hairpins on her head were inlaid with pearls. Everything was a good thing.

Jiale didn't show it on the surface, but he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Lihong took the opportunity to chat with his mother and chatted for a while, but after all, he was in public, and there were a bunch of gossipy ladies. Even he couldn't do anything too extreme, so he could only bear the reluctance in his heart and return to the front yard.

Just as Jiale walked out, a maid in pink clothes came over and said to Jiale, "Madam, there is a pavilion in front of us with many flowers and plants. It is a nice view. I will take you there to have a look."

But when he saw Jiale sitting next to his mother, his whole body collapsed.

The son was so busy that he could even leave the people in the front yard to accompany him to watch the play. The daughter was just a woman, but she always made excuses for being busy and refused to accompany him even on such an important day as today.

When the banquet started, brother and sister Zhang Jin and Zhang Lihong also took time to come over.

At the same time, amidst such praise, I felt dissatisfied with my daughter.

Old Madam Zhang became more and more satisfied with her son, but became unhappy with her daughter.

What's more, Jiale was smiling at him with her pretty red lips.

She knew the fish was hooked.

Zhang Chen was very aware of what a stingy person he was. Even if someone gave him a concubine, he would not spend money to support her, so how could he be willing to take a concubine on his own initiative? Moreover, this beauty was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes.

But he still didn't intend to give up, and asked in a friendly manner: "Who is this lady? I don't think I've seen her before."

Zhang Lihong also wanted to drink and brag with the male guests up front and enjoy the glory of being a successful man.

Old Madam Zhang was also very proud of this.

Zhang Lihong was surprised and said, "Zhang Chen is such a stingy guy, is he willing to take a concubine?"

Since Jiale was so sensible, the old lady naturally liked her more and even asked someone to seat her next to her.

Zhang Jin had to pay attention to Nangong Xuan and check on the captured assassin, so he was very busy and had no time to entertain the guests.

"I am following Zhang Lihong. The palace is busy today, so I was borrowed to help." said the little girl.

Old Madam Zhang was just in a whim. She didn't have much affection for her nephew or concubine, so she just let her do as she pleased.

Sure enough, after walking a few steps and passing through a small bamboo forest, I saw a small pavilion with the words "Liufang Pavilion" written on it.

Such a good thing is actually given away casually!

As for Zhang Chen, it’s impossible.

A concubine could make such a large item. How could these legitimate wives not be furious?

The ladies praised him, saying, "A filial son like Zhang Lihong is rare in the world! He is always with the old lady and refuses to even go out for a drink."

Jiale sat with the old lady for a while, and then made the excuse that he wanted to go out for some fresh air, after having two more glasses of wine.

No matter how stingy Zhang Chen is, he is still a man after all. As a man himself, Zhang Lihong can understand this very well.

Because Jiale had a woman's hairstyle and her clothes were still youthful and pretty, but they were very different from those of an unmarried girl. Zhang Lihong was very disappointed.

Madam Zhang smiled and said, “It’s not because this girl is so beautiful, even people like Zhang Chen have changed their temperament.”

"Whose girl are you?" Jiale asked nonchalantly.

Zhang Lihong looked at Jiale's white and tender neck and was very moved. He felt that this was true.

He would believe it if someone else said it.

Even the monks in the temple couldn't resist such a beauty.

The name is elegant and the surrounding scenery is pretty nice. On one side is a small lotus pond with clear water and swimming fish. On the other side is a large flower garden. I don't know what the craftsman did, but a large area of ​​red and pink flowers bloomed.

Jiale walked over, holding a handkerchief in his hand, as if he was drunk, and he was delicate and artificial. He supported his head with his hands in the small pavilion.

"It used to be said that people are more beautiful than flowers, but I didn't believe it. Today, after seeing it, I know that the ancients were not lying to me." Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Lihong came out from the bamboo garden.

Jiale opened his eyes in confusion, his face flushed, and he smiled softly: "Ah, why did I meet Zhang Lihong here?"

In Zhang Lihong's eyes, this picture of a beautiful woman waking up in spring was like a seduction.