MTL - The Leisurely Countryside of the Farmer’s Daughter-in-law-Chapter 790 hate

  Chapter 790

   "You're right, an insignificant person." As she spoke, Madam Qi clicked her tongue and shook her head: "However, since it is insignificant, then the wife led by Yin looks a little ugly."

  Yang Lan'er also agrees with her point of view. It is difficult for merchants to integrate into the circle of officials and family members. If Mrs. Yin wants to help her mother's family, it depends on whether the officials and family members are willing. She didn't refute her face to face, which is because of her good quality.

  Although she agreed in her heart, she didn't want to follow her way, so she snorted coldly: "I think so highly of myself!"

   Madam Qi glanced at her when she heard the words, and sneered back with a stern retort: ​​"It's bitter and mean!"

  Yang Lan'er was depressed, how could such words be associated with such a kind and gentle person as her?

  So facing her face, his lips parted slightly: "Arrogant! Unreasonable!"

   Madam Qi is not to be outdone, "selfish, black-hearted and rotten!"

   "Hey!" This tantrum of mine! Yang Lan'er wanted to roll up her sleeves.

   "Pfft!" Mrs. Qin laughed successfully, no wonder she eavesdropped, standing next to the two of them was helpless, it was hard not to listen.

  She looked at the two of them and joked, "I didn't expect you two to be deceiving with their elegant appearance, but you're actually quite happy!"

  Yang Lan'er was interrupted by her like this, and she also woke up. She also thought it was ridiculous to look like cross-eyed just now, and she didn't know what the magic was? It may be that I have been holding back too hard all winter, and I want to let go of myself!

  In the end, the two broke up unhappy!

   Seeing Mrs. Qi go away, Mrs. Qin's gossiping heart was ready to move: "You two have enmity?"

   "No enmity!"

   "You guys quarrel when you meet without hatred?" Mrs. Qin didn't believe it.

  Yang Lan'er smirked: "I'm bored to tease her."

   Madam Qin said meaningfully "Oh."

  Yang Lan'er didn't bother to explain, and they didn't care what they thought.

  The lives of women in ancient times were not easy, and it was even worse for Madam Qi. She just blew a breeze in her life without waves, which made her mood fluctuate for a while.

   Although Madam Qi has a bad temper, at least she hasn't done anything to endanger her so far.

  So Yang Lan'er never took her verbal provocations to heart.

   Besides, she is still Qi Xiang's nominal wife.

   Seeing that she was silent, Mrs. Qin stopped teasing her.

  It wasn't until the banquet was over that she and Yang Lan'er got up and were about to leave together, and she asked hesitantly about the greenhouse while walking.

  Hearing the string song and knowing the elegance, Yang Lan'er turned her beautiful almond eyes, and when she saw Mrs. Qin's eyes full of anticipation, it was like finding a bosom friend and chatting about the only delicious food in winter.

   "We used to be in our hometown in the south. Even in the coldest winter, the vegetable field was still green. There were eight or nine types of vegetables. At least it wasn't like the Northland where only radishes and cabbage were present."

  Madam Qin's eyes widened: "So you set up a greenhouse when you came to the border?"

   "Madam who knows me!"

   "Hehe..." Mrs. Qin thought about it, and she looked at her face. When she came to the border, she looked far ahead. In order to satisfy her appetite in winter, she built a greenhouse, and she tried it out!

  Compared to her, they seem to come to the border to waste food.

   Except for eating and pulling, they have not made any contribution to the border.

   "I'll wait for the farm to deliver the vegetables tomorrow, and I'll ask the housekeeper to deliver some to you. Sitting on the kang in winter is the best way to eat hot pot." Yang Lan'er felt that she was a very considerate girl.

   "That's so embarrassing. My original intention was to ask you, you have added a lot of greenhouses this year, and the vegetables you grow should be sold out? Why is there no movement since the end of the year?"

  (end of this chapter)