Chapter 95 (1/1)

Fu Rong blinked her eyes and pulled out liang Yingfang: ”Yingfang said that she had a distant cousin who didn't deal with her sister-in-law, which made her brother frown all day long. Yingfang was always afraid that brother Liang would marry a bad sister-in-law, so her sister and brother Liang made a marriage, and Yingfang was very happy.”

Fu Chen slowed down, thought seriously, and said with a smile, ”silly, when I choose my daughter-in-law in the future, you can accompany your mother to check the gate together. You can choose the sister-in-law you can get along with, so as to save the trouble in the future.”

This is better than the previous sentence, Fu Rong was happy to think of another thing, busy way: ”good, this is what you said, then don't we choose a good person, but you don't want to marry.” My elder brother didn't know how to think about it. She didn't get married until twenty-four, which made her mother sad. This time, she couldn't let her brother become a bachelor. She still wanted to hold her little niece and nephew.

Fu Chen laughs: ”that depends on what girl you have chosen for me. If you are a tigress, I'd rather not go home.”

Fu Rong hit him on the arm: ”who is free to pick a female tiger for you?”

In the refreshing jujube fragrance, the two brothers and sisters fight and make trouble underground.

Back home, Fu Rong wrapped Xu Jin's jade pendant in a handkerchief and put it in a small box. She kept the key by herself, waiting for the chance to return it to Xu Jin in the future.

After the Mid Autumn Festival, it is getting colder and colder. The autumn wind blows the treetops and the cold wind brings snow. Xindu city is in a depression.

Fu Pinyan, a 19-year-old Jinshi, had been wandering in the south of the Yangtze River before he was promoted to be the prefect of Jizhou. The three elder sisters Fu Rong were thoroughly Jiangnan girls. Fu Wanli moved to the courtyard last winter, but there was no room for it.

After winter, Fu Rong seldom went out of the house. He went to Fu Wan's house to help her sister embroider two kinds of dowries, or went to the main room to coax his younger brother, or went to Fu Xuan's side to read and write. There were many people in the family, but he also had company.

On this day, Qiao's family was checking out the new year's gifts for the capital in the warm Pavilion. Fu Rong, holding his younger brother in his arms, joined in the fun. He found that there was one more item than last year. He said clearly, ”elder brother is engaged with the Qin family. Do we have to send the New Year gift to the Qin family?”