The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 69: Granny Qin is very scary

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Jiang Quan looked at Mrs. Qin speechlessly. He wanted to say something to Mrs. Qin, "Do you want to hide?" But seeing her frowning and worried look, he didn't say these words in the end. of blowing her.

"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this. Although the lady doesn't care, we still have to cause trouble for Ling Luo." Jiang Quan narrowed his eyes and sounded dangerous.

When Ling Luo was with their lady, in order to help him, the lady asked them to cooperate with Ling Luo. It was precisely because of this that Ling Luo's status in the Hou family was slowly improved. Now, his status is high. , he is about to become the heir, but he actually dares to let the young lady be his concubine? It's just looking for death.

"Well, let's pass the summons and let them start suppressing the Hou Mansion's shop, but don't suppress it too obviously." Mrs. Qin nodded, looked at Qingxue and the others and said coldly.

"yes."

Several people had just come here and didn't quite understand this place, so they went to look around the place together and found that it seemed to be really good.

There is a quite large fish pond. When the time comes, we can bring some fish, shrimps, crabs, turtles and lotus roots to raise. It will also be a harvest in autumn.

Qingzhu glanced around: "We can use more herbs here."

"kindness?"

"It's used to prevent chickens and ducks from getting the plague." They also have many such Zhuangzi, and herbs are grown in every place.

"I'll leave this matter to you." Mrs. Qin nodded. She has been doing this all along.

Qingzhu expressed his understanding with a gracious expression. When everyone turned around and went back, Ning Mengyao was still chatting with Qiao Tianchang. The harmonious look made Mrs. Qin couldn't help but frown.

"In that case, I'll go back first." He really didn't want to continue looking at this old woman here, as if he had stolen something from her.

Looking at Qiao Tianchang and then at Mrs. Qin, Ning Mengyao didn't understand anything. She smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll have someone call you when the time comes."

"OK."

Qiao Tianchang left, and Mrs. Qin walked over: "Miss, do you like that young man?"

Ning Mengyao stretched out her hand to touch her forehead and looked at Granny Qin helplessly: "Grandma Qin, can we not talk about this?"

"No, Miss, I..."

"Grandma Qin, you see there's a workshop built there. We have to go and take a look, otherwise we won't know anything by then." Qingxue saw Ning Mengyao's headache and said quickly.

Mrs. Qin thought that indeed, these things needed to be figured out quickly, so she followed Qingxue and the others and left, leaving Ning Mengyao and Jiang Quan behind.

"Miss Qin is still so afraid of Mrs. Qin."

Ning Mengyao looked at Jiang Quan bitterly: "Uncle Jiang, you know, I can't bear my mother-in-law's thoughts. Brother Qiao and I are just friends. He is also very good to me and helps me a lot here." busy."

Qiao Tianchang has indeed helped him a lot during this period. Now that Mrs. Qin sees that they have a good relationship, she insists on saying that she likes her. This makes her feel strange. How come she likes her? How can she? have no idea

"Miss, don't you know what kind of person Mrs. Qin is? She is just worried about you." Jiang Quan smiled and looked at Ning Mengyao with a kind face.

Ning Mengyao sighed heavily and looked at Jiang Quan with a sad face: "I know my mother-in-law is doing it for my own good, but she said it so straightforwardly, which made me feel a little weird." She and Qiao Tianchang said The relationship was originally pure and could no longer be pure.

When Granny Qin said this, it seemed like there was something shameful between them.

Jiang Quan looked at Ning Mengyao funny and shook his head helplessly. Just as he was about to speak, a girl stumbled in from outside.

Squinting, isn't that Yang Xiuer

"What's wrong with you?"

Yang Xiuer stared blankly at Ning Mengyao, not knowing how to speak and ask her to spare her mother.

"Mengyao, I beg you, please spare my mother. At her age, she will die in prison." Yang Xiuer looked at Ning Mengyao pleadingly.

Ning Mengyao took a deep breath and looked at Yang Xiuer with cold eyes: "Why should I spare her? It's only three months, not three years. What's the big deal? Also, what were you doing in the first place? You're here now. beg me?"