"I've never bought this thing for her before. Thank you Ha Zichuan, so I'll accept it." She said unceremoniously.

Sometimes, giving is a kind of happiness.

And sometimes, proper acceptance is also a kind of happiness.

A smile appeared on Mu Zichuan's face, and he said: "As long as my niece likes it, I heard that Chen'er will be home soon, right?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said excitedly: "I have arrived in Changhuaizhou. I was invited by two local classmates in Changhuaizhou. I estimate that I will stay in Changhuaizhou for a few days before going home."

Mu Zichuan said: "It is when young people need to make friends. It is a good thing to hang out with their classmates more."

Yang Ruoqing naturally agrees with this.

only--

"What you said is so old-fashioned!" Yang Ruoqing couldn't help teasing.

"What do they call them young people? They make it look like you are seventy or eighty years old, not to mention that Chen'er is only nine years old and is still a young boy."

"And you are in your prime of life!" she tried to correct.

Mu Zichuan was startled for a moment, then smiled lightly without any excuse.

Yang Ruoqing glanced around and said, "Zichuan, let's not stand in this yard talking. I've just started sweeping the fallen leaves. Why don't I invite you to the main room to sit and talk!"

Muzichuan shook his head, "No need. I came here to deliver prunes and vegetable sesame cakes to my niece. After I delivered them, I went home."

"Your uncle and aunt are all gone?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mu Zichuan said: "After lunch yesterday, they all went back."

"What about your fiancee's cousin Dou Kou?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mu Zichuan said: "Of course we went back together."

Liu Doukou stalked and wanted to stay, saying that she wanted to keep him company, but he refused.

Now he just wants to be alone and quiet, and doesn't like to have such a noisy person around him. He can't be quiet even if he is asked to do anything, even if he writes a eulogy in memory of his late mother.

"What about the servant girls? They should stay, right? Otherwise, who will take care of your food and daily life?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Mu Zichuan said calmly: "All the servants and maids sent by my uncle's house were sent back. The two that were left behind were bought by me from outside, one was a servant, one was a servant, and one was a servant.

Three people are enough to serve the driver!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded. The maid was responsible for washing and cooking, while the servants cleaned the yard and looked after the house.

The coachman is responsible for driving the horses for daily travel, as well as feeding and taking care of the horses.

Including Mu Zichuan, the four of them lived together in the courtyard of Lao Mu's house, which was not deserted, and Yang Ruoqing could rest assured.

"Zichuan, there is one more thing I want to ask you." On the way to send him to the front door, Yang Ruoqing hesitated for a moment and then asked.

"Because this matter is not only asked by me alone, but also represents the concern that many of my parents, my uncle, and others have for you." She added.

Mu Zichuan kept walking and looking forward, but the corners of his lips were raised.

"If I'm not wrong, what you want to ask, Qing'er, is about my marriage to my cousin Daukou, right?" He put it bluntly.

Then he looked sideways at Yang Ruoqing's slightly blushing face and said calmly: "Actually, the day after my mother was laid to rest, my uncle came to my house alone and discussed this matter with me in private.
Chapter completed!