Su Wangshi was proud, so she was destined to lose to the shameless Han Zeyu.
In the end, she had no choice but to compromise and asked her maid to go to the shop to get a set of well-made ready-made clothes. If there was any inappropriate size, she would quickly alter it overnight.
Han Zeyu was very touched, so he returned the favor and went to visit the fourth young lady. He was the best at coaxing children.
The little girl, who had eaten and drunk her fill, was planning to have a good sleep, but she felt the dangerous aura again.
Her instinct, as sensitive as that of a little animal, told her to quickly close her eyes and pretend to sleep. If she closed her eyes, she wouldn't be able to see, and when she fell asleep she wouldn't be afraid.
I have to say that this little girl knows how to survive. Even her mother's voice couldn't make her open her eyes.
How could the little maid stop Han Zeyu? Su Wangshi angrily chased her away: "My daughter has fallen asleep. You have seen it, so hurry up and leave!"
Han Zeyu couldn't help but touch the chubby little hand, thinking that this little girl was quite smart and knew how to pretend to sleep and hide from people.
Forget it, you will regret it later if you can’t have Lord Qingbai’s hug!
The great writer Han Zeyu, with his hands behind his back, leisurely left the backyard under the gaze of Su Wangshi, who was watching him like a plague god.
The next day, the coming-of-age ceremony went very smoothly, except that Su Wanli's facial expression was a little stiff.
Respect is bought with money, so he should stop worrying about these things in the future, unless his two sons can pass the imperial examinations next year.
Enjoying the bright future, I suddenly felt that it was worth the money and my heart didn’t hurt so much anymore.
Everyone who came to the ceremony brought gifts, mostly study supplies like the four treasures of the study, which were sorted out and taken away by Su Shien.
The things they received in one day might not be used up in two or three years. The most important thing is that they don’t have to return the gifts, because Master Su will take care of it for them.
After sending away the two plague gods, peace finally returned to the Su Mansion.
Inspired by Han Zeyu, Su Wangshi also made an astonishing move. She actually unsealed Bai Yiniang's yard. She said nothing, as if nothing had happened.
Aunt Bai looked happy, but she was actually nervous inside. She couldn't figure out what Mrs. Su Wang was up to.
It seems that she needs to find an opportunity to go out of the house and test the person's attitude.
The Su Mansion has returned to its former tranquility, but no one knows what kind of conspiracy and calculations are lurking beneath this calm surface.
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The temperature drops in the morning and evening, but the midday sun is still scorching hot, which means that it is the harvest season.
Han Zeyu loves to do this job. He leads Su Shien who is on autumn harvest holiday, the energetic Tiezhu, and Zhao Xun who knows his extraordinary skills.
Four people formed a temporary team, F4 in the fields.
Even though Han Zeyu was giving his all, the other three tried their best to catch up but were still left far behind.
The brain-dead fan Tiezhu is used to it. He thinks his master has achieved great power and must have few rivals. Ordinary people like him can only look up to him.
Dozens of people on the farm were stunned. Were they so useless? More than 30 people couldn't defeat four young men?
Except for Tiezhu, none of them looked capable of working, but I didn't expect them to be so fast.
Han Zeyu just sighed with his hands behind his back: "Men can't say fast..."
Before he could finish his words, he was carried away by Su Shien. He was told to go home and have fun, but he had to pay attention to his image when he was outside.
Han Zeyu, who was carried on his shoulders, was very pleased. He saw that the perfect old attacker he had created had already taken shape, thanks to his good teaching.
After the vigorous autumn harvest, the couple received a letter from Han Ze'an, saying that he and Dingxiang had set a date for their wedding and hoped to borrow the guest room on the farm for Dingxiang to get married.
Han Zeyu has always been very generous in this regard. He was the one who facilitated the marriage of the two, so he would definitely save them to the end and see them off to the end.
Use it! Use it as much as you want! Use it as much as you want!
At this time, Dingxiang didn't know that Tie Hanhan was preparing a surprise for her behind her back. She was living a very comfortable life every day now, and she hoped that such a life could continue for a long time.
I thought of Yuger saying that girls must wait until they are eighteen years old before getting married.
Dingxiang calculated that the wedding date was exactly after her birthday. In fact, she couldn't remember her exact birthday. She was too young when she was sold by her grandmother.
As a result, before the preparations here were completed, a red invitation fell out of the package sent from the provincial capital.
When I opened it, sure enough, it was the wedding invitation of Lin Jing and Jin Baoer.
These two "old" bachelors, both unmarried at an advanced age, disliked by their families and blocked by official media, are they going to get married together?
After carefully comparing the dates on the wedding invitations, Han Ze'an's wedding was at the end of October, and Lin Jing's wedding was in April of the following year.
Comrade Han Ze'an is slightly better in time management and will be getting out of being single six months earlier.
A cash gift is easy to talk about, but given the relationship between them, it is obviously not enough to just give a cash gift.
The couple sat at a large desk beside the table. Han Zeyu's fingers flew and in a short while he had molded out the prototypes of two little men.
Su Shien made a rough draft in pencil and planned to finish it during the holidays.
After Han Zeyu's clay doll was formed, Su Shien carefully colored the doll. At this time, the two of them were still in harmony.
But it was not until Su Shien started drawing exclusive posters for Jin Baoer and writing a signed card for her that Han Zeyu began to lose his composure.
He admitted that he was envious and jealous. Why was the autograph of "Mr. Erqi" so precious, but he, Mr. Qingbai, had to hide it and not let others know?
Han Zeyu thought bitterly, "When will my autographed cards become a sought-after hot item?"
Su Shien noticed someone was acting strangely. What was going on? A sour smell rushed straight to his head.
Han Zeyu explained the reason rather shyly and awkwardly, and Su Shien immediately laughed.
It was you who volunteered to work in the underground industry. You were so embarrassed when counting money, but now you feel wronged.
Little goblin, you are just pretentious.
Han, who is both hypocritical and artificial, has a bad attitude, refuses to repent, and turns his grief and anger into motivation, creating the character of a little troublemaker overnight.
The little drama queen and the brainless pet, what a perfect match, what a match made in heaven.
Su Shien was shocked. What did this mean? Did she dislike him for being too clear-headed, or was she not doting on him enough?
Han Zeyu nodded seriously. He just disliked someone. When faced with a beauty like him, shouldn't she be so blinded by lust that she loses the ability to think independently?
Su Shien...
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