Chapter 394: One palm fell apart

Chapter 394: Falling In One Hand
In fact, things are really not that complicated.
He had no other thoughts about Li Junyue, but she squatted behind him regardless of the dirt and quietly helped him to turn over the ground, which gave him a momentary touch.
It's just that.
No more.
If the younger sister doesn't like Li Junyue, then she will come back next time and he will make it clear.
Family harmony comes first.
He will not allow any outsider to disturb the peace and happiness of the family.
In mid-February, Liu Zhixia and Fu Yuzheng returned to Beijing after a long journey.
The weather in Kyoto is colder than in the south. At this time, it is still cold and unexpected, with exhaled fog.
However, on such a cold day, Kyoto Street has also resumed the bustling and bustling life, and everyone is back to work for their livelihood.
When the carriage was galloping on the street, after passing her own shop, Fu Yuzheng drove the curtains and glanced out. There were not many guests, and it was not deserted, which was within her estimation.
Her dyeing workshop is newly opened, and an opportunity is needed to gain fame.
Before again, there was the dyeing workshop of the Fu family, and her shop was not likely to be in the forefront.
The Fu family has been in the middle of Beijing for more than ten years, and has accumulated a deep reputation in this industry. Moreover, the cloth sold in the dyeing workshop is expensive. Only the rich households can afford it. The rich households have to change their clothes frequently. No outbreak is the reason why the Fu family has stood up to the present.
Soon, it won't be long before the scenery of the Fu family is gone.
At the end of February, Shang Yi of the palace will start to select special suppliers for cloth. By then, she and the Fu family will win or lose on the battlefield.
"Not much time, but confident?" The man sitting next to her asked.
Her intentions, he had known all along the way to get along.
She didn't hide anything from him.
"Confident." She looked at him with a slight smile.
"not nervous?"
"Tense, the end of the tense is coming." How could it not be tense, even if you have confidence in your craftsmanship, but after all the years of the Fu family in this industry, it is not impossible to improve in skills.
So what the end is, we have to wait until the war starts to really know.
Liu Zhixia held the woman's delicate element in the palm of her hand. "Win, I congratulate you. If you lose, I will show you some good."
"How can you make it to me? You are still a scholar." She made a joke between her eyebrows and tried to suppress the intense tide of her heart.
"Maybe you need to wait for me to become famous. If you can't wait, then I just have to walk through the back door and go to find the wind and green cypress to help."
"Yeah!" Fu Yuzhen covered her lips and smiled. "I want to go through the back door, but I don't need you. I'll go to the back door and go back there. With her there, there is nothing that Wang would not agree.
"Well, if you go to see you, there's nothing she won't agree with." The smile in his eyes was also embarrassed, making her blush special. "Family, she'll help you with anything."
The carriage had stopped in front of Wangfu's door, and Fu Yuzheng flushed his hand back, but did not refute the deep meaning in his words.
Just when getting out of the car, he quickly said, "Cheeky!"
He heard the man's low, soft laughter immediately.
Fu Yuzhen picked up her skirt and ran and ran to the palace, throwing behind him the laughter that could make people's ears hot.
Along the way, he kept teasing her like this.
Terrible!
The porter looked stunned.
For so many years, have you ever seen Girl Fu so eccentric?
A woman who has always obeyed the rules and etiquette in front of people actually has a day of running wild?
The carriage curtain was lifted again, and the man Swen Junting followed the carriage.
The concierge's eyes trembled and he immediately welcomed him.
The reason for Miss Fu's disability is here.
At this time it was not in the morning, at this time Liu Zhixia thought that the wind green cypress would not be there.
Who knows when he entered the lobby, he saw that the deity was sitting inside.
"At this hour, shouldn't you be in the dynasty?" Should not be dynasty, you should also handle government affairs in the palace.
To say Feng Qingbai knows that he is coming back and is waiting for him here is a joke.
Feng Qingbai got up, took the package hanging on him, opened a glance, and frowned, "Sheng Sheng didn't ask you to hold me?"
"No, I'm very busy. I don't have time to prepare gifts for you." I waited here early in the morning and didn't even go to the early morning. Just to see if he had anything to poke, Liu Zhixia calmed down. I saved a lot of food. "
He said that he rolled out a piece of oil paper from the several large packages just carried in, and handed it to him, "Taste it."
Open the double-layered oiled paper, which is a piece of handmade cake, mixed with sesame and peanuts.
Feng Qingbai picked up one, put it to his mouth, and bit a bit.
I can hear a gurgling noise.
The cake was so hard that he had not broken his teeth.
"Yeah!" Liu Zhixia smiled for the first time and walked away holding her own bag. "There are still a few big bags in the salute, all for you and Xiaofenger, eat slowly."
There is a kind of pleasure to be reported.
He robbed them of his family, and he took it for granted. He had been upset for a long time.
Feng Qingbai stared at the cake in front of him, his face was dark and black, wrapped in oil paper and entered the palace.
Soon, Feng Moyu was also scourged.
Touch your own teeth with your hand, and then look at a shallow tooth mark on the cake. Feng Mo nibbled at the corner of her mouth, "What is this, stone cake? You can use it as a weapon!"
"You are too grandma."
"..." Grandma made it. The cake was full of heart. He had to eat it. Feng Moyu closed his eyes and used his energy to scoop a cake, "Uncle Huang, can you eat with me?"
If two people eat it, they can finish eating the big bales as soon as possible. How long do they have to eat on his own?
"These are yours, there is in the palace." Feng Qingbai's eyelids were flat, and his lying face remained unchanged.
Feng Moyu eats and wants to cry.
If there is a chance to return to Xinghua Village next time, he will suggest too grandma, do not make him this cake in the future, it is not delicious, he hurt his teeth.
Stuck like that, grandpa and grandma can't move?
"Ah-" sighed, Feng Moyu took out a clean little handkerchief, and put on the cake that had been rubbed away for a long time with only a little corner on it, and slammed it with one palm. The hard cake was torn and broken into pieces. The size of the fingernail is one piece.
Feng Moyu twisted a piece and threw it into her mouth, chewed, and then she was pleasantly surprised, "Uncle Huang, you can bite so fast!"
Feng Qingbai, "..."
Did he degenerate his brain, but didn't expect to eat bread in this way?
On this day, Feng Qingbai's ears were all chewing.
The little boy was addicted to eating.
"Feng Moyu, you are the emperor, can you pay attention to your manners?"
(End of this chapter)