Farming and Reclaiming Wasteland, I Pampered Hou Ye In Ancient Times
Chapter 287: Quarrel never lost

Chapter 287: Quarrel never lost

Chapter 287 Quarrel has never been lost

"Then you mean don't sell your body and marry Yuemei?" Wang Da shrew asked uncertainly.

Aunt Song clenched a mouthful of silver teeth: "Yes, just be a dowry maid, and when there is a suitable general, help them replace one."

"This is the best, but everyone is happy." Humph! I've never lost a fight.

Aunt Song has always been a person who judges the situation. She knows that if the girl from the Wang family does not go, the girls from other families will not go.

In the end, not a cent was spent, and the three girls of the Wang family agreed to go with them. Naturally, Wang Wuya was unwilling to go.

Aunt Song and the two vixens from the Wang family, the three of them talked harmoniously for a while about getting ready for marriage.

Luo Yuqi successfully completed the task, explained that they had a good rest, and picked them up tomorrow to get married.

She felt that Wang Ergou was a talented person, and he was responsible for saving the money this time.

Wang Ergou politely declined, "Sister Luo is very powerful, and the credit goes to the three of us."

Song Yuemei didn't know yet that her mother instigated the four-year-old child to harm Cheng Xianhou's son.

Cheng Xianhou can survive with so many people, and it is not a person without ability, although he does not believe that his four-year-old niece will have harmful motives.

However, there were actually only three people present that day, his wife and sister, it was impossible, so he looked for his little niece.

Cheng Xian was very eloquent, but the little girl was still caught up in everything by him. After listening to this, he was shocked into a cold sweat.

Aunt Song has a tight mind. If something goes wrong, it is impossible for her to be involved. Who would believe the words of a four-year-old child.

Moreover, this child is still in their Cheng family's big house, and Cheng Xianhou did not tell his daughter-in-law.

Afraid that she would be more frightened and would not be able to eat well or fall asleep, Cheng Xianhou just quietly told his mother that he must protect his wife and children.

Cheng Xianhou went down the mountain overnight and told his grandfather and grandfather of the Song family everything that Aunt Song had done.

They haven't figured out a way yet, but someone came down the mountain and said that the King of Zhenbei had fallen in love with Song Yuemei.

Aunt Song was a steward and married, and even the girls of the Wang family, who usually have small movements, went to three of them.

Happiness came too suddenly, Cheng Xianhou returned to his cubicle, "Xia'er, you can take your son with you in peace. Aunt Song will leave tomorrow, don't worry about her secretly harming you again."

Song Yuexia cried with joy: "Xiang Gong, you are really amazing..."

"Xia'er, your husband really doesn't have this ability. I went down the mountain last night to replace my grandfather."

"Xianggong, this is also your ability! As long as their mother and daughter are gone, I will feel at ease. I have not dared to sleep soundly this month."

"I'm afraid that grandfather and the others don't have this ability. It should be the handwriting of Master Chu. That Master Chu is too powerful."

"Xianggong, let's do things according to Lord Chu's instructions, take care of the people in the cave, and don't have to worry about other things."

"Xia'er still thinks clearly, our days will get better and better."

"Then, will my third aunt go to the palace to harm others?" Song Yuexia asked worriedly.

"If people don't kill themselves for themselves, we can't manage so much!"

Aunt Cheng said, "She can't make a fuss in the palace. The prince's secret guard is not a vegetarian."

Cheng Xianhou grew up in this barren land. He had heard of the Dark Guard, but he had never seen it.

Aunt Cheng said, "Master Chu knows everything about our cave, that is, the dark guard is watching us."

"Ah! Then what should we do when we go to the thatched hut?" Song Yuexia was not calm.

Cheng Xianhou was afraid that his daughter-in-law would think more: "The dark guards are just staring at bad people. We are good people and no one is watching."

Actually, Cheng Xianhou also had a bit of a fluffy feeling, which was a bit embarrassing to be watched.

"Xia'er, you have also lived in the capital for a few years, and there are no secret guards in your Song family?" Aunt Cheng didn't want her son and daughter-in-law to leave any shadows in her heart.

"I heard from my brother that my grandfather had a dark guard."

"Will the dark guard watch you go to the thatched hut?"

"I don't think so! My eldest brother said that the dark guards are strong in martial arts, and they come and go without a trace."

"That's not it, the dark guard is hiding in a place far away from us, and he will come out to see if there is something. Master Chu already knows what happened in our cave today."

"So fast?" Cheng Xianhou asked in disbelief.

Yang Yulong was ordered by Zhao Yu to go up the mountain to deliver rouge gouache to Song Yuemei, just in time to hear Cheng Xianhou and the others.

He appeared and said, "Brother Cheng, how can the dark guard be as terrifying as you said? I am now the dark guard of Master Chu and his wife."

"Then you already know?" Cheng Xianhou asked in surprise.

Yang Yulong: "..." If their grandfather knew, he wouldn't tell him!

Besides, Master Chu didn't arrange for anyone to monitor the people in the cave at all. People are so busy that they can't win, how can it be so boring!

"You've been monitoring here, you don't know!" Aunt Cheng said.

"We don't have time to monitor here every day. Brother Cheng is so powerful. I am very relieved. I didn't monitor you. I was ordered to send rouge gouache to Song Yuemei."

"Hey! Yulong, you are doing better than Brother Cheng now, and you will take more care of the people in our cave in the future." Cheng Xianhou said.

"What did Brother Cheng say? We were originally together, regardless of you and me." After Yang Yulong finished speaking, he went to Aunt Song.

When Yang Yulong went back to report, Chu Lixuan took Jiang Xinyan and just came back for dinner.

"You said that Aunt Song turned into a steward and went down the mountain with Song Yuemei?" Jiang Xinyan asked in disbelief.

"Madam Hui, it's true." Zhao Yu thought for a while and then said.

"Aunt Song thought we were all subordinates of the King of Zhenbei, and her daughter could return to the capital if she married the King of Zhenbei."

"It doesn't mean that Aunt Song is very shrewd and rational. Why is it so unreliable this time?"

Zhao Yu usually speaks very little, but he always answers every question he has when facing his father and his wife.

"That's when she was faced with a big temptation in front of small interests, how could she still be sober!"

Jiang Xinyan suddenly burst into laughter: "Aunt Song San made a mistake this time, a pheasant doesn't look like a peacock with its tail on."

Yang Yulong saw his father and his wife up close for the first time. The couple were good-looking and very easy-going.

"I heard my father say that there were many noble girls in the capital who wanted to marry the young King of Zhenbei."

Jiang Xinyan laughed unkindly: "What's your name, kid? You are very good and promising, Zhao Yu is even worse, where did you choose someone!"

These monkeys and monkeys are very winking, and they will focus on the key points when shooting horses.

Yang Yulong was at a loss when he was praised, not knowing whether to speak.

was kicked by Zhao Yu and scolded with a smile: "Stupid! You kid, Madam is asking you something!"

"Back to... Madam, the youngest is called Yang Yulong."