Guan Zhenqi went back to the yard he rented to sleep at night. When he entered the college, he lived in a room with two people. However, his first roommate would snore at night, and the second roommate would grind his teeth. Then the third one would not snore or grind his teeth, but he would often not take a shower. His feet were so smelly that he would not want to enter the house.

He hadn't had a good sleep for more than half a month and was so thin that he was disfigured. He had no choice but to go to the mountain chief himself and then moved outside.

When Fang Gang saw him, he handed him a letter: "Madam, please take a look!"

Guan Zhenqi was a little surprised. If there was something wrong, her mother would make people pass messages and never write letters.

When he opened the letter, Guan Zhenqi's mouth twitched.

Mrs. Guan said in the letter that she fell in love with a girl and agreed with the other party’s mother to go to Lingshan Temple to burn incense together. If he didn’t go back, he would be an unfilial son.

It’s not that Mrs. Guan was angry. She started to look at him since she was fourteen years old, but she failed to meet him for seven years. So she was too lazy to beat around the bush and always went straight to the point.

Fang Gang saw his face and asked excitedly: "Second Master, did you ask you to go back and see him?"

"You know again?"

Fang Gang said happily: "Every time my wife asked you to see each other, you would show this expression."

"Second Master, you are on the 21st year. Now you have a good time and you can get married after you have a good time. Otherwise, you may not get married even if you delay it." Fang Gang said: "Young Master, you are good, you don't want to get married, I still want to get married!"

Guan Zhenqi said, "If you want to talk more, I will seal your mouth."

Fang Gang quickly covered his mouth.

Although he was helpless, Guan Zhenqi still asked Mr. Yan for advice. He didn't find any reason and said that he wanted to go home to see him, and why would he go back and catch someone when he went back.

Mr. Yan did not refuse, but just said, "Go early and come back soon."

In fact, there are many people like Guan Zhenqi who are not married yet! In fact, it is okay to ask him to say that the marriage is late and his studies cannot be delayed. But Mrs. Guan is worried about his marriage, and he is pitiful to his parents all over the world, so he cannot stop him.

Fu Jingen knew that he had asked for leave and asked with concern: "Why did you ask for leave? Is something wrong at home?"

"No, it was my mother who fell in love with a girl and asked me to go back and see her."

Fu Jingen smiled and said, "Didn't you do this well? You don't like to just find a reason to refuse, or you may be in a bad mood throughout the whole process."

Guan Zhenqi didn't say anything.

Fu Jingen exclaimed and said, "Why is this expression? What am I wrong?"

Guan Zhenqi shook his head and said, "I'm just wondering if it's time to settle down."

Fu Jingen was a little surprised and asked, "Why did you suddenly think so?"

Guan Zhenqi said, "My mother is old and I don't want her to worry about me anymore."

He never admitted that he was persuaded by Fang Gang, and he also wanted to have someone like Fu Jingen who always cares about him.

After patting his shoulder, Fu Jingen said, "It's right for you to think so. We'll get married sooner or later. As long as the other party is a good girl and meets your requirements, please make up."

Guan Zhenqi nodded.

A day before going to Lingshan Temple, Feng Xiaoyu looked for Qingshu and said, "My mother has been forcing me to read some poems these two days, and I am so annoyed."

Qingshu didn't understand: "Why?"

"My mother knows that Guan Zhenqi likes beautiful, kind, knowledgeable and well-educated girls. But you also know that I don't like reading, so my mother asked me to read more books so that I can have something to talk about."

Qingshu smiled and said, "You can't pretend for the rest of your life. Even if you are lucky enough to get away tomorrow, and when you get engaged, you know that you don't like reading and literary talent, he will be dissatisfied with you. He told me that you will dress up beautifully tomorrow, and you will be like what you usually do when you get along, and the rest depends on fate."

Feng Xiaoyu nodded and said, "I think so too."

On the agreed day, Feng Xiaoyu went to the front yard with some makeup.

Yan looked at her clothes and frowned and said, "It's not for you to wear that jade-colored branched skirt."

Although she thinks that the probability of two people being able to succeed is very low, what if? If it is done, she won’t have to be angry anymore when she goes out.

"I think this is more beautiful! Mom, let it go with the flow, it doesn't matter if it can be done naturally or not."

Yan couldn't resist her, so it was worth following her.

After breakfast the next day, Yan took Feng Xiaoyu out.

On the way, the mother and daughter chatted. Feng Xiaoyu said, "Mom, have you noticed that the pickles made by Qingshu are particularly delicious?"

"What's wrong?"

Feng Xiaoyu said: "I think if I sell it in the shop, it will definitely sell well."

Yan scolded, "You, you keep talking about money and money, you really miss it. Those who don't know think I'm treating you harshly!"

This is naturally a joke. Feng Xiaoyu is her only daughter. She wishes she could give her all the good things in the world, so she would not be able to let her suffer a little. She had been going well over the years, but she ended up falling a big fuss in marriage.

Feng Xiaoyu said regretfully: "It's a pity that Qingshu and I discussed cooking and selling braised dishes, but she was unwilling to do it. She also said that the money she earns now is enough for the family to have a wealth of food and food, and I don't want to be tired anymore."

Yan said: "I think Qingshu is thinking right. Making money is to make life better. If you are tired of making money, then put the cart before the horse."

"It's better to have enough money, making too much is not a good thing for her."

It’s not that I have never used the idea of ​​several braised restaurants and dye formulas over the years, but they and the Wu family have all stopped them, otherwise the braised and dye formulas would have been taken away by those people.

Feng Xiaoyu also knew that many people were jealous of Qingshu, but she didn't appreciate it: "What are you afraid of? If they dare to make bad ideas, I can't avoid them."

These people don’t want to rely on themselves, they just want to take shortcuts when they are wrong.

Yan shook his head and said, "You are not afraid, but Qingshu is afraid! She is different from you. She has a grandmother in her sixties and a sister who is not yet settled. If she is something else, what should you do if you ask her grandmother and sister?"

Thinking about the last time Qingshu was almost plotted at the Duke's Mansion, Feng Xiaoyu didn't say anything.

When they arrived at Lingshan Temple, the mother and daughter got off the carriage.

The two of them went to the hall to burn incense first, and then went to the designated courtyard to rest.

Peeling the grape skins over and Feng Xiaoyu said, "Mom, why is there no news yet? Are they not here?"

"What are you saying? If you don't come, you will definitely inform us in advance."

Otherwise that would be too rude.

At this moment, an old lady came in and said, "Madam, Mrs. Linchuan Marquis asked for a meeting with Mr. Guan Er."

"Please come in."
Chapter completed!