Old Lady Fang smiled and said, "Yes, every time I listen to Xuan'er talking about the interesting things he did in Meiyue Tower, even though it's chaotic, it makes me happy somehow. And those snacks are really delicious. I have lived for most of my life, and the snacks I have eaten in the past few days are the best. When I eat well, I am naturally in a better mood."
At this point, the old lady could not help but be silent for a moment, and suddenly she seemed to be talking to herself: "Tell me, is there really someone in this world who would change his temperament just because he almost died?"
Qiu Ling pondered and said, "Although I have little experience, I also know the saying that it is difficult to change a country but difficult to change one's nature. It is just difficult to change, not impossible to change. It is said that when a person is about to die, his words are good. After experiencing such a huge change, it is normal for his heart to change, right? Otherwise, how can there be the saying 'put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha'? Old lady, do you think this is the truth?"
Old Lady Fang lowered her head in deep thought for a long while, then suddenly raised her head and smiled, "You are right. I can't tell that you have this kind of insight. Well, I am old now, why should I care about so many things? Eat when there is something delicious, sleep when there is a good sleep, this is a blessing. Well, Xuan'er took away a lot of fabrics today, I wonder what he can exchange for me?"
Qiu Ling smiled and said, "Don't worry, old lady. Even if the cloth is delivered, it will take time for Grandma to cook the food. You should take a nap first. Otherwise, how about calling a few people to play cards with you?"
"Forget it, I'll take a break." Old Lady Fang waved her hand and leaned to one side.
"Did you see clearly? Did your master really go to Meiyue Tower?"
"Yes, the master brought several people with him. It seems that they are going to deliver cloth to Meiyue Tower. I waited until they entered the house and then hurried to report to Madam." In the main room of the east courtyard, a little girl who looked about twelve or thirteen years old reported to Madam Yang in a crisp voice.
"Send fabric?" Madam Yang frowned, and suddenly heard Xu Ranyun sneer beside her: "Madam, what else is there to not understand? I never thought that Master would personally select so many fabrics to send to Meiyue Tower, even though Master never paid attention to such things. I'm afraid that Madam will be so happy that she can't close her mouth now."
Madam Yang glanced at Xu Ranyun and said calmly, "What are you talking about? Nuannuan is still Xuan'er's legal wife. What's wrong with Xuan'er sending her some fabric? She is not like you. I haven't said anything about the fabric yet, but you have already chosen the fabric you like and taken it away."
Xu Ranyun and Xue Zhilan couldn't help blushing. Xue Zhilan quickly smiled and said, "Originally, we were afraid that Madam would find it annoying, so we didn't dare to bother Madam with such a small matter. Since Madam said so, I will send the fabric to you later and let Madam help me judge it. Your taste is naturally good."
Madam Yang waved her hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. I just said it casually. As long as you like it, why should I help you look at it?" After that, Xu Ranyun whispered, "Madam, you misunderstood what I meant. I am not angry because my master went to give cloth to my grandmother. I was just thinking that my master has never done such a thing before. How come he made it today? This must be because he asked my grandmother to make something again. I don't know how my grandmother will blackmail me when the time comes."
As soon as she finished speaking, Madam Yang's eyebrows were raised, and she snorted coldly, "She is rebelling. I want to see today what she has the power to make Xuan'er be so humble in front of her."
After saying this, he stood up with murderous intent. Xu Ranyun and Xue Zhilan looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. Xue Zhilan quickly said, "Madam, calm down. If the master is there now, it would not be appropriate for you to go over there like this. If there is another conflict..."
Before he could finish, Madam Yang snorted coldly, "A conflict? If there is a conflict, just divorce her and kick her out. The Anping Marquis's Mansion cannot tolerate such a lawless woman."
Xu Ranyun and Xue Zhilan were waiting for this sentence, but they both looked worried. They waited until Madam Yang changed her clothes before accompanying her to Meiyue Tower.
At this time in Meiyue Tower, Su Nuannuan and Honglian Xiangyun were looking at the various silks and satins and admiring them. Foodies also have a love of beauty, and the two are not contradictory, especially when no matter how much you eat, it will not affect your weight. Su Nuannuan has lived two lives, and I don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate that she has such a poor absorption physique. No matter how much she eats, her weight always stays the same. Fortunately, her body is not skinny, otherwise it would be a tragedy.
Sometimes I think that this is probably the reason why Duan Tingxuan, despite his amazing fighting ability, could never make Su Mengnuan pregnant, because the nutrition of this body is actually not good. However, this is Su Mengnuan's concern, but it is not a problem for Su Nuannuan at all. On the contrary, she is very fortunate to have such a physique. You know, this is the most rare physique for girls on the Internet today.
"Are these all for me?"
Su Nuannuan couldn't believe what she saw as her fingers gently stroked the silky satin. Could a scumbag be so kind? As the saying goes: If someone is too attentive to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. You have to be on guard.
"Yes, Master has been selecting for a long time, saying that these patterns will definitely be liked by you. This is the first time I have seen him do such a thing." Siping bent down and smiled to speak well of his master, but Su Nuannuan raised her eyebrows and looked up: "So cautious? Does he want me to help him sell it?"
"Sell... on behalf of others?" Siping was stunned, feeling that his brain couldn't seem to keep up with his grandmother's train of thought.
"Yes, selling on behalf of others, doing business. These 40 pieces of cloth are top-quality materials. We can sell them for a lot of money. We will definitely become famous in the capital." Su Nuannuan was talking nonsense. Seeing Siping getting more and more confused, she shook her head with a smile. Just as she was about to say something else, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. After thinking seriously for a moment, she stood up suddenly and shouted, "Where is your grandfather? Where is that scumbag Duan Tingxuan? Didn't he come with you? Where did he go?"
"Well... based on my understanding of the Master, the Master should be... probably... possibly... in the kitchen right now..." Siping whispered, and his voice became lower and lower. Finally, under Su Nuannuan's furious gaze, the last word "room" was automatically muted.
"Ah! This bastard is eating again." Su Nuannuan screamed, not caring about the cloth anymore, and ran out. Siping wanted to stop her, but he didn't dare to do it when the time came. He could only watch Su Nuannuan run out of the room without moving, and then he howled at the top of his voice: "Run, grandpa, grandma is coming."
Duan Tingxuan was enjoying himself secretly in the kitchen. I don't know what day it was today, but Su Nuannuan actually prepared several kinds of food in the kitchen, which made the young marquis feel a kind of happiness like a mouse falling into a rice jar.
But the good times didn't last long. Just when he was enjoying his meal, he heard a roar from the ground. Duan Tingxuan was so scared that he almost dropped the fried chicken nuggets in his hand. He didn't have time to think about it and quickly stuffed a fried chicken leg into his mouth. He then grabbed two large dough twists with each of his paws and ran out the door.
As soon as he ran to the door, he heard a familiar sound of wind. Even with his eyes closed, Duan Tingxuan could tell that it was the sound of the big broom outside the kitchen. Having fought wits and courage with Su Nuannuan countless times, he naturally knew the way to deal with it by heart. He immediately jumped up and escaped from the range of the broom with a graceful "young swallow into the forest".
"Even cloth can't hold you back, Su Mengnuan, are you still a woman?"
The young marquis was holding a chicken leg in his mouth, and while running he turned around and looked back. Sure enough, he saw Su Nuannuan chasing him briskly with a big broom in his hand. He couldn't help but yelled in a frustrated voice, then continued to run.
"Duan Tingxuan, you thief, do you think you can become anything? Look at yourself, don't you have the nobleness and dignity of a young marquis?" Su Nuannuan shouted from behind, trying to awaken the scumbag's few remaining dignity.
"What do you mean by noble and dignified? Is it edible?" Duan Tingxuan retorted while running, and took the opportunity to bite off a piece of chicken leg, quickly chewed and tasted it, and then swallowed it into his stomach. These were all unique skills he created in a short period of time after coming to Meiyue Tower. There was no other way, the kitchen was definitely the most important place in Meiyue Tower. With a strong tigress like Su Nuannuan guarding it, there was no way to eat anything without learning some unique skills. It was a story of bitterness and tears.
Su Nuannuan was so angry that the scumbag dared to refute her with what she had said. Seeing Duan Tingxuan running faster and faster around the yard, almost leaving an afterimage, the grandmother couldn't help but feel angry and amused. She simply stopped, waved the broom and pointed at Duan Tingxuan with a sword technique, and shouted: "Young Marquis, aren't you known for being both civil and military? Why do you run away when you see me? Are you afraid of a weak woman like me? Aren't you ashamed?"
"Bah!" Duan Tingxuan took the opportunity to spit out a bone: "You still call yourself a weak woman? If you were a weak woman, all the men in this world would have no chance to survive. A good man doesn't fight with a woman. I'll run away, I'll run away. What can you do to me?"
"Duan Tingxuan, you are a seven-foot-tall man. If you dare to do it, you must dare to admit it. How can you be a hero if you escape? Stop if you dare." Su Nuannuan continued to shout, but she no longer had any hope in her heart: the scumbag was getting more and more shameless, and his sense of shame could not be aroused by just a few words from her.
Sure enough, Duan Tingxuan was seen holding a half-eaten chicken leg in his mouth and laughing proudly, "Hahaha! Nuannuan, just save yourself some energy. Don't you think about how many old, middle-aged and young foxes I have to deal with in the court every day? How can something like provocation work on me?"
"Provocation doesn't work on you, so will the family rules work on you?"
A sudden shout from outside the door woke Duan Tingxuan and Su Nuannuan from their confrontation. They turned their heads and saw Madam Yang standing at the door with a fierce look, looking at them with unfriendly eyes. There was murderous intent all over her body, which scared several crows watching the show on the trees so much that they flew up, croaking and flying into the distance.
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