Li didn't know how she walked into the main hall, nor did she look at the scenery on the road. Her mind was full of thoughts about what would happen if her nephew replaced Xiao Lei's identity. If they brought up this matter now, would her third brother still agree?
Xiao Lei has nothing, not even a family. What's so good about him? He is totally unworthy of Xiaoyu, okay?
Zhao Dayong and his sons listened attentively to Zhao Dawen's chatter, such as what kind of tree this was, where to buy it and how much it cost, what rare variety this pot of flowers was, and how expensive it was.
He could even tell the details of the wood used in the furniture in the main room.
Zhao Xiaoyu raised her eyebrows. Her uncle had made no achievements in his studies these days, and all his emotional energy was spent on this. He was only good at having fun.
"Third brother, this teacup in your house is really exquisite. Is it made of Jingde ceramics?"
"I don't know. I stayed here before, but Xiaoyu said it was nice and I continued."
Zhao Dawen sighed. Such beautiful things, such beautiful flowers, plants and trees, but a common man lived there and didn't know how to appreciate them. What a pity!
"Third sister-in-law, can I pick some petals from your yard and take them back to dry for making tea in the winter?" If these precious petals could be used to make tea, maybe I could even recite some poetry in the winter.
Song blinked in confusion. Her elder brother asked her for petals? But if the petals were picked, wouldn't there be only bare stems left? Would their yard still be okay?
It's not that she's stingy, seeing such beautiful flowers every day can make her feel much better. And my daughter said that when these flowers are about to wither, she will collect them and dry them, and make flower tea in winter.
What should she do now that her elder brother asks her in person?
"Uncle and Dad wanted to go together. Dad also said that such beautiful flowers should not be wasted, and they should be collected and dried when they are about to wither, and can be used to make tea in winter. Since Uncle likes them too, we will give him some after they are dried."
There are still many flowers on the mountain. I will ask someone to pick some and dry them for him tomorrow. They are not valuable. The flowers on the mountain are not wild flowers. I guess my former wife loves flowers and beauty. It may also be a way to win favor. Anyway, there are many such things in the house.
"Thank you very much, Xiaoyu."
Zhao Dawen was satisfied, but Zhao Dayong thought his elder brother was a little stupid. Wouldn't it be better to have something more practical? Why did he want to dry the petals? There were plenty of them in the village and on the mountain. He couldn't just pick as many as he wanted.
The others remained silent because they all looked down on this stuff and thought it would be better to give them a pound of pork belly.
Wang was also a little disappointed. The family situation was so bad, but the head of the household was still doing these useless things.
Dazhuzi's eyes seemed to be glued to the screen since he entered the room, and a voice in his heart kept clamoring: Stay, don't leave, he didn't want to go back to farm and feed pigs!
He wants to be a young master in his third uncle's house.
The corners of Dazhuzi's eyes turned red and his gaze was greedy. Xiao Lei saw it and immediately looked away. To be honest, he looked down on Dazhuzi and thought his mind was too evil.
Old Master Song didn't pay any attention to the Zhao family at all, his attention was all on Xiao Lei. He had little contact with his grandson-in-law, and he only knew that he was handsome, but he didn't know what kind of person he was.
But Xiaoyu is not a fool. If she has bad character, she will definitely not let Dashu do whatever he wants.
His eyes were clear, unlike those of the other members of the Zhao family, whose eyes were full of scrutiny and greed.
The scene was a bit awkward, with everyone in the room holding teacups and drinking tea without saying a word. They were clearly chatting happily when the Zhao family didn't come in. Liu Shunzi and his friends and the Song family were old friends in catching river gourds and were familiar with each other.
Old Sun pouted her lips. What's wrong? Everyone saw her and they all turned into gourds with their mouths pressed against their lips, unable to speak?
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