Aunt Wu hesitated: "What Sanniang said makes sense..."

Mrs. Cui curled up with her fingers, and her back was wet.

She always feels like this whenever she is nervous, and this problem will probably not be changed until she dies.

Aunt Wu looked around and sighed, "But, Miss Cui... The betrothal gifts given by the title are fine. Since Miss Cui wants to marry, the betrothal gifts are given by him, and the betrothal gifts are also very old. There are not ten or eight of the little ladies who have given him these years. He has never agreed. Since he has taken a fancy to Miss Cui, no matter how high the betrothal gifts he is willing to do, he should give them."

"But it's not easy for us Magu to save some dowry. In the past, she also carried work for others. During the slack farming, a woman went to the dock to carry big bags. She did whatever she could make money. Now, not only did her father give people to cheat people, but also money... I think, at least they have to pay our Magu's dowry money."

The villagers nodded one after another.

"We Magu has always been thrifty. We are reluctant to eat and drink. The money we saved has been given to such a bastard for nothing. I feel so uncomfortable when I think about it."

Mrs. Cui smiled bitterly: "I can't argue now, but the fellow villagers don't worry. This time I go back, even if I sell my ready-to-wear shop, I have to pay the debt. Otherwise, I will never be at ease in my life, let alone steadily...be prepared to marry."

As she said this, the villagers immediately muttered privately - if the monk can run away, the temple cannot run away. This lady Cui opened a shop in the county town. What if she went back? Can she still move the shop and escape? Besides, she can't do it.

Gu Xiang persuaded him a few more words. Seeing that the villagers could not persuade him, his expression was a little bad. He looked at Mrs. Cui in a stern manner and sneered, but he had not spoken again.

The villagers were stunned for a while, and suddenly remembered that they were going to "Gu Ji" to enjoy a 50% discount of food. They forgot these messy things and hurriedly urged Gu Xiang: "San Niang, don't worry about this. Our Guzhuang is no longer as good as before. We will never be bullied for nothing. Let's go."

As we spoke, most of the guys dispersed.

Mrs. Cui's gaze quietly passed through the villagers' chaotic backs and landed on Gu Xiang. After watching for a long time, she slowly supported an old tree beside her, leaned on the tree and gently patted her calves that were cramping.

She had been pretending to be angry, shocked, and scared, but just now, when she saw Gu Xiang and the maid behind her, she met an eagle like a snake, and saw a natural enemy. Her heart seemed to be entangled by vines, which made her almost unable to breathe.

She hasn't had such a rich mood for many years.

Mrs. Cui wiped her sweat dry and returned to Uncle Wang's house where she lived. When she went to the next yard, she saw that Xiang Shenglong's luggage disappeared, and even the important box hidden under the bed disappeared.

She had only two or three points in her heart that Xiang Shenglong really sold her, but she ran away, but at this time she had already believed that she had eight or nine points.

That bastard Xiang Shenglong never uses any means to show his face in front of Mrs. Zhang.

Madam Cui became more and more anxious. She also had a demand for credit. Although it was different from what Xiang Xiaozi asked for, she also urgently needed to make contributions to ask for a better way for her little things who killed thousands of swords.

She worked on this errand from beginning to end and worked hard to plan. If someone finally asked her to pick peaches, she wouldn't even eat some leftovers and cold roasts, and wouldn't she be vomiting to death?

Mrs. Cui didn't even dare to pack all her luggage. She only carried a few important items with her. She hurried out and called the boy who was following her, and drove the donkey cart out of the village.

Walking on the bluestone road that was too flat for Gu Zhuang, Mrs. Cui's whole heart was tangled with her and her muscles were tight.

Passing through the gate of "Gu Ji", Mrs. Cui suddenly grabbed the short sword at her hand and held it tightly.

At this time, Gu Jinei, Gu Xiang put the beef tripe, beef heart, beef tendon, beef and other dried beef into the clay pot in a sorted manner, and stewed it carefully with various seasonings.

It is very rare to kill a cow in the village. Gu Xiang is also very concerned about the beef in these clay pots. He has to stew it first, and each uses different ingredients and heat, and finally he has to combine the pot.

The snow eagle jumped down from the tree outside the kitchen, looked at the distance with a faint look, and suddenly said, "Her sword is good, I want it."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Xiang felt that Xueying's shoulders seemed to be sinking, and the sword wrapped in rag on her shoulder seemed to be moving.

It's just a feeling. If you really look at it, the sword will naturally not move, and it is not a human being.

Xueying stared at the door, her expression ready to move.

Gu Xiang: "...We are serious people and cannot be robbers."

Xueying lowered her head silently and sighed: "That's a good sword, it's a pity to follow her."

Gu Xiang: "..."

She could actually see some helpless regrets from Xueying's face.

However, Xueying’s three views are not correct at all, and this is not a matter of one or two days. As long as she just talks and doesn’t really steal other people’s things... then let’s talk about it.

Gu Xiang calculated the time and opened one of the jars. The rich aroma of roasted beef came to her nose. She quickly picked up a large piece of meat-stringed meat and put it in Xueying's bowl and handed it over.

"Taste and see how soft and hard it is, whether it tastes good or not?"

Before Gu Xiang could finish his words, the boss buried Xueying's face with a piece of beef the size of a fist, muttering something no one could understand, just like a satisfied cat.

Seeing this, Gu Xiang quickly caught two more pieces for her. The cat that had enough food and drink was relatively lazy and difficult to move. She is really afraid that her snow eagle wants to move her skills now.

Just as we were tasting the meat here, I was just a little more. The old dog followed Qiu Li and the others to approach, and smiled when he entered the door: "Our neighbors have opened the window doors and ran out of the yard to have dinner one by one."

Qiu Li laughed: "The shade of trees outside our door is almost more lively than tiles. When it comes to mealtime, the crowds are surging."

The food of "Gu Ji" is economical and delicious, but no matter how rich a family is, they can't stand eating it every day. If you have restaurants every day, it will not be like living a life.

At the beginning, the villagers around closed the door and windows as soon as they smelled the smell, and beat the children. Some children were always suffering from greed. Later, they found out that they were doing something that closed the door and quickly brought out all the food at home and ate it with the fragrance. Even ordinary rice with the fragrance of "Gu Ji" can add a lot of color.

It is said that the 70-year-old woman in the neighbor's neighbor's house has nothing to eat on weekdays. Since she learned to borrow the fragrance of "Gu Ji", she can now eat two big bowls of rice in one meal.

The old doctor said that if she is well maintained, she will not get any serious illness in the future, and it will be fine to live until she is 80.
Chapter completed!