Chapter 21: The candidate has been chosen

The old lady promised Mrs. Fang’s proposal and the two did not continue this topic.
Since it has been decided to abandon it, it will not be sad again.
In the past ten years, in the fight against various people, they have already lost their tears and hardened their hearts.
The two mothers and daughters said something about the ticket number. Mrs. Fang also served her to eat and watched the old lady to go for a walk with the servant of the to retire.
Going back to my place of residence has been lit, through the glass window you can see a lot of people sitting indoors, pearly and flamboyant red and green.
As the big lady stepped in, the three ladies and two women got up and greeted the gift.
"How about the reconciliation?" asked Mrs. Da, who was served by two women to change their clothes, clean hands, and routinely asked her daughters about their daily homework.

The executives said it was very good.
Fang Yunxiu replied with a smile.
"Others say that they are very good, they can only listen to half." Mrs. Fang Da softly said, "Do not take it seriously."
"Mother assured, we are not Junyi." Fang Jinxiu interjected.
"You said her like this, it is no different from her." Mrs. Fang Dawei said.
Fang Jinxiu is not convinced, but he still respects the aunt.
"Well, you have been working hard for a day, go back to your yard and eat your own food." Mrs. Fang laughed.
"It is also comfortable to eat with my mother." Fang Jinxiu said.
"Mother is saying that we are troubled by her eating." Fang Yuxiu laughed.
The woman with a round face and a brow that had faded the jade bracelet from Mrs. Fang’s hand smiled.
"Miss Miss is not a joke, go to rest, you will have to work harder in the New Year, and your wife will be sorry for you," she said.
This is the mother of the mother.
Fang Yuxiu did not speak again, and the three sisters retired from the grandmother again.
"Mother, that monarch..." asked Fang Jinxiu.
"Your sisters are doing business, and I will deal with her affairs. Don't worry, don't be in common with her." Mrs. Fang interrupted her.
Another woman standing next to the big lady rushed to the side of the party, this is the mother of Fang Jinxiu's mother, Su Shi, contrary to Fang Jinxiu's hot temper, she said nothing.
Fang Jinxiu did not speak again and followed the sisters out.
The three ladies went out with their hoes, and the room was much colder.
"I was not happy when my mother gave me so many nieces. Now I think about it, I still regret it." Mrs. Fang sat down and said, "If you have more, you will have more children, and your family should be more lively."

Yuan Shi smiled.
"Mrs. You really don't feel bad about the lord." She said, "What is the master?"
Mrs. Fang Daxiao thought and laughed.
"I also said that it was nice. At that time, when the lord took a rest in the house of others, I gave him a few days to look at it." She smiled and looked at the two mothers. "The result is that only Su Shi has a birth, When the lord is absent, everyone else will release it."
Speaking of it here again.
"Only leaving the two of you to guard with me, I don't know if it is a good life or a hard life."
Su Shi took a thick stack of books and walked over to the table.
"Life is not determined by men." She said that she did not like to talk, and said this sentence stopped for a while. "I feel that I am fine now."
Yuan also took the calculations, unfolded the pen and ink, and sat down with a smile.
"Mrs., this person's life is destined, the past things don't think about it, and the hard-working ones don't come over," she said. "The old lady said, our women's women can't be afraid of life, bitterness. I have to taste the sweetness."
Say this in your hands.
This is their uninterrupted daily routine in the past ten years. When the old man was attacked and killed, the Shandong family, Caojia of Jixian County came to make troubles, saying that what they used for a group of women would only defeat the family business. When Mrs. Fang took a table and told them to see that women were not worse than men, from then on, the women at home had to learn to do business.
There is a living room for the elderly to pay for the end of the family. If there is no support for the family, then they will give up some money, and if they return home, they will marry again. Su Jiayi will not interfere.
Of course, if you don't want to leave, you can't leave. Yuan chose to stay, and he worked with the big lady to study the bills and deal with things inside and outside.
Mrs. Fang took up the books.

I can make you look for someone you have?
she asked.
Yuan’s book was put down in his hand, and his face was more intense.
"Mrs., the old lady promised?" she asked.
Su Shi also raised his head and stopped.
Mrs. Fang Da nodded.
"This is all done by herself. I can't blame others for not protecting her," she said.
Yuan’s smile is thick.
"What to protect, then to protect the girl is to marry, the old lady does not let her marry the talent is not protected." She laughed, "When the wife told me, I picked up the heart better, and finally chose One."
"Speak and listen." Mrs. Fang asked with interest.
"It is a scholar in Zhaozhou." Yuan said.
Zhaozhou?
Mrs. Fang Da’s brows are slightly wrinkled.

Isn't that not too flat there?
she said.
Far from being far enough, but it is not a peaceful place, she does not want to fall into the wrong position.
Zhaozhou belongs to the North Road and Hebei Road. The Jinren and the Great Zhou fought for many years. This northland came and went to be robbed, and the days there were not good.
"Mrs., there are public officials, the Northland has been peaceful for many years." Yuan smiled.
Although not a native of the North, but for the court, the same people in the north are no strangers to the country.
Cheng Guogong Zhu Shan is a hero who regained the Northland from the hands of the Jin people. He was born into a family of military lords. He has won countless battles and was highly valued by the emperor.
Now Cheng Guogong has been guarding Hebei Road for six years, and the Northland is indeed very peaceful.
Mrs. Fang Da released her brow.
"And this is a scholar." Yuan said, "The home is rich and rich, only one point is to find the string."
Mrs. Fang’s brows wrinkled again, and I cares about the books.
"So there is a son at home," she said.
Yuan smiled and nodded.
"So I don't care if the woman can take over the family, just find someone who is caring," she said.
To put it bluntly, I want to find a young and beautiful one to play with, so I don’t care about the woman’s origin.
Married far, this can cope with the Ning family, the scholar, can be matched with the identity of Jun.
"Well, this matter will be handed over to you," said Mrs. Fang.
Yuan’s smile is that Su’s has no opinion on this, so I’ll stop here. It seems that this is a small thing that can’t be small. Everyone has to keep on head and continue to be busy and no longer mention it.
The Shantou people stood quietly on the sidelines, occasionally came to hold the tea, and the three women sitting in the room on the winter night did not appear lonely.
Miss Jun did not know that her lifelong event was finalized, and she would not be surprised to know it.
Her heart is clear about the current situation.
The servants who received the news on the second door and did not wait for the arrival of Miss Jun, the scope of Miss Jun’s activities changed to the backyard.
The servants who were not greeted by the news in the garden were sincere and fearful.
Miss Jun did not pay attention to it. Although she did not disdain the other person like Miss Jun, she would not laugh when she saw someone.
"Miss, why are you going to visit the garden on such a cold day?" Liu said with a narrowed head and a handkerchief.
And the lady is still walking so fast, tired and cold.
Because this body is too weak, it needs more activities to make the body stronger, even if it does not reach her ability to shoot and shoot, at least to ensure that she can travel long distances.
The capital is far from here and the road will not go well.

It’s good to walk so much,
she said.
Liu Er just got his head, and a hoarse voice suddenly came from the top of his head.
"God is really not kind, people who don't want to live can still live well!"
Miss Jun stopped to look up and saw a 12-year-old boy on the rockery she had just walked.
The boy's face is handsome and his eyes are bright, but it is a pity that the flesh and blood are weakening the temperament that he should have, and he is not standing or sitting, but almost soft in a wheelchair, a thick blanket. Covered his somewhat distorted figure.
This is the youngest son of Fang’s who can’t live fifteen years old.

This book, like Jiao Niang, still makes a sentence to make a sigh of three sighs, the content of Su and installed, not suitable for readers who do not like this in time to avoid lightning.
Still, the novel is for fun, don't be stubborn, or you are angry and ridiculed, I am confused and unhappy, why bother.
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