The carriage entered the gate of Chuangzi and walked all the way to the house where Li Haitang lived.

The rainy day was heavy, and the mother-in-law had prepared a steaming ginger jujube tea, and saw her wife get off the carriage, and the eyes were bright, "Madam, your dress is really good!"

How to look good, she can't describe, obviously in the late October and autumn of the day, as if back to the spring and March, the drizzle of the lake, the beautiful man with an oil paper umbrella, the money came.

The mother-in-law looked at the main house to get off the carriage, holding the lady's arm, and the two carried into the door, inexplicably more with a sense of peace of mind.

"Mother-in-law, there are the choppers and five flowers and meat bought by my husband and me in the basket, let's cut a pickled sauerkraut and stew an iron pot."

Li Haitang took a sip of ginger jujube tea, felt the body warmer, and his belly made an untimely grout.

There was a cake snack on the carriage, but too sweet, and she took a bite, and then she could no longer bear the interest.

“The slave is going.”

When your mother-in-law saw this, he quickly withdrew and gave the inner room to the husband and wife.

The floor of the inner room is covered with clean marble, and in front of the dresser, covered with cushions.Li Haitang sat in front of the dresser and looked in the mirror and praised the dress on his body.

The name on the first floor, she still felt a little meaning of the king's mother-in-law selling melons, and now it seems that there is indeed a brilliant place.

Li Haitang went south and broke into the north, not a person who has never seen the world, but he has never seen who can make a ready-to-wear so unique, especially the dark lines of embroidery, saying that it is ingenious.

“Husband, is it strange that the big shop does business?”

Set a series of rules, arouse the curiosity of the people, and let the ladies of the high door rush.

According to the man, she was the first person on the first floor to get ready-to-wear in five years, and she was the owner.

The woman with the black veil could not see her face, but she could feel that the eyes must be loving.

It was also where she wondered, and she couldn’t think of meeting anyone in Kyoto.

"Business, let it go, your body is important."

Xiaolingchuan took his wife's hand and hidden the fluctuation in his eyes.

Today into the first floor, it feels that there is a line of sight, the other party is not malicious, but at some angle, the line of sight is too straightforward, let him rattl their eyebrows.

All the women came, Xiao Lingchuan only sat for a moment, and went to the jewelry shop next door to create jewelry for his own lady.

Li Haitang is not as obsessed with these external things as many women, but as a husband, it is not bad to buy.

Xiao Lingchuan took out the jewelry he personally designed, handed it to the master of the jewelry shop, and paid the fixed money.

The master also smiled and said that he had never seen such a favor for her mother.

Somehow, Xiao Lingchuan is not very much hope that the lady to go to business, hard work, so he supports the family to find a suitable candidate, as a big treasurer, to help take care of the business.

He has a man in his hand, but only loyal to him, Xiao Lingchuan more hope that the lady has his own hands.

"Master's, madam, the young master of the beanbag is coming."

White fruit stood in front of the door, a family of three room, the maid people in addition to cleaning, rarely enter the door.

The voice just fell, the bean bag with small short legs, crossed the high threshold, ran in the direction of their parents, small hands of the paper, shaking non-stop.

“Mom, when is my sister coming to be a bag?”

Last month, Li Haitang was in a dangerous situation, and the bean bag was noisy again, and he was sent to the Fangjing medicine home to play with the sugar bag for a few days.

These two small mischievous buns almost burned the beard of the old Li family, and saw that Fang Li's medicine was not too easy.

Fang Yi medicine will not care about this and the baby, just afraid of what the two buns have lost, but continue to cultivate their quiet hobby and paint.

Today, the bean bag is painting again, I feel that I have painted well, and I bring it to my parents to show off.

"Your sister, there are still a few months to go."

Small buns do not understand anything, Li Haitang all perfunctory, thinking, with a sister, to be his brother's bean bag may converge a lot.

Many naughty boys eventually became sister control, what the sister said, but she forgot the most important point, first of all, Bean bag has to have a sister.

The bean bag presented the drawing paper in front of the parents, and the small face was full of praise.

“What kind of bag are you drawing, egg?”

Li Haitang looked at the circle of different sizes, I wanted to ask whether it was a stone, and then she pondered that the circle was not much different, the bean bag was young, the pen could not be well controlled, she was moved, and immediately said to be an egg.

“No.”

The bean bag frowned, contemptuous glance at his mother, the mother is really stupid, so obvious bean bag, can not see?He painted his mother-in-law's steamed bean bag!

“That is it?”

Xiaolingchuan's face, he couldn't see what was.

“It’s a bean bag.”

The bean bag is a serious, afraid that the parents are too stupid to understand, explained, "the bean paste bean bag."

“What about the filling?”

Li Haitang almost did not laugh out, for the son's face, or to hold back, so seriously said, "bean bag filling, mother did not see, so I admit the wrong."

“It’s in there!”

The bean bag is a natural face, I don't know how the mother asked such a stupid question.

Li Haitang: ...

She and Xiao Lingchuan looked at each other, saw helplessness in each other's eyes, well, so that's really no problem, the filling is in it.

"The bean bag, the mother did not recognize, because the bean bag is round and slippery ah!"

Li Haitang tried to justify herself, otherwise her image was nothing, mainly despised by the baby, which made her unable to accept it anyway.

“Covered.”

The bean bag is more helpless than the mother, and the mother seems to have become stupid since she had a sister.

The normal bean bag is round, but he said that it is in his mother-in-law's bag!

With the cake into the door of the mother-in-law's face black line, the chest is like being pierced by a thousand arrows, the heart is stuffed, she does not make pasta five blessings, occasionally five blessings are busy, it is up to her...

“Hahaha...”

Li Haitang saw his mother's expression and couldn't help but laugh out loud, she wanted to leave face to her mother, but she couldn't help it!

Before the bean bag more than once despised too much mother-in-law made pasta, this time, it is painted.

Small bags are not ordinary eyes!After that, will my mother-in-law still make pasta?

With the bean bag to play for a while, the iron pot in the stove is also done.

Sourcing stew, steaming, and make a small rib of sugar and vinegar, a plate of stir-fried cabbage, cabbage slices added wood ear, three dishes, a lot.The main food is the bean bag steamed by the mother, but the mother-in-law has been replaced by a white-faced bun made of five blessings, soft and soft, the outer skin blossoms, and there is more of a taste of wheat incense in the air, which makes people can't help but swallow the water.