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Zhuzi¡¯s wife suddenly reacted and said hurriedly with a smile:
"Oh, sister, look at my memory, I"
Yunqiao sneered, looked at the other villagers and said:
"I don't know the details of the military camp in Southern Xinjiang, but when I came back, the Eight Wise Kings had already set off for Southern Xinjiang. He is the God of War of our Great Zhou Dynasty. There is no battle that cannot be won without him."
"right!"
"That's right!"
"The old prince protects the soldiers, and the young prince will not do the same!"
Zhang Qingnian and Wang Qian arrived at some unknown time, and one or two of them agreed, which made the worried villagers calm down.
Yang Erle looked at the Zhuzi family and said:
"Since you know everything, why didn't you tell your mother-in-law?"
"II told you, I am" The Zhuzhu family had a bad reason and looked at Yun Qiao for help.
Yun Qiao sneered, rolled her eyes and entered the hospital.
Looking at her still dull mother, she said softly:
¡°Mom, let¡¯s take the things into the house.¡±
Geng looked at the food and food on the ground and sighed:
"Brothers Erle."
"Hey, Sister-in-law Yun, tell me."
Geng pointed to the two bags of grain on the ground and said:
"These two bags are fine grain. Please ask Li Zheng to help share a share with the soldiers in the village. No matter where you are, if you are honored, I will not set up a table for everyone to come and celebrate."
Yang Erle was surprised when he heard this and said in disbelief:
"This is what your Sanji family earned through hard work on the battlefield. You"
"It's okay." Mr. Geng shook his head, looked at everyone in the village and said, "Our family really doesn't know what happened to my son in southern Xinjiang. I understand everyone's anxiety and worry, and I am also a mother. But still In that sentence, believe in the Eight Wise Kings and the Marquis of Zhennan."
"right¡ª¡ª"
¡°Auntie is right¡ª¡ª¡±
"Mrs. Yun is right!"
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Those who echoed were all the boys from the workshop and warehouse. Yun Qiao was amused in her heart, but she didn't show it.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the Zhuzi family, his eyes filled with coldness.
This must not be kept!
The matter of Yunji's promotion was so bustling that it was known to eight villages in ten miles.
The Yun family¡¯s status in the village has risen again.
Some people say that if Yun Zhen is at home, this place belongs to Yun Zhen.
????????????????????????????????????????????????? Yun Zhen, now an eighth-rank official, can he still be regarded as a mere upright person?
The Yun family is the one that people in the village discuss the most.
Geng¡¯s mood felt a lot better because of this incident.
Yunqiao went to Zhuzhu once, but the next day, his wife said she was sick and couldn't come to the workshop.
As for what happened, everyone knows it.
It is precisely because of this that the wives in the workshop stopped working one by one and did not dare to complain.
Geng was running the workshop smoothly, but Yunqiao and the boys in the warehouse were worried.
It was the eighth day of the Lunar New Year at the vigil in the west of the village, and Hu Laosan still didn't show up.
If you really don¡¯t come back to pick it up, what should you do?
On the sixth and seventh day of the lunar month, Yang Mao was still not at home, saying that his father-in-law had something to do with his family.
When she came back on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Yun Qiao went over to reconcile the account books.
When Yang Mao looked up, Yun Qiao was dumbfounded.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"
After not seeing each other for two days, Yang Mao had three or four blisters at the corners of his mouth.
The eye sockets are deeply sunken and exhausted.
Emma, ??something big happened in the Zhao family?
Yang Mao sighed, rubbed his forehead, and said:
¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m just anxious.¡±
"What's the hurry? Uncle Zhao"
"It's not my father-in-law." Yang Mao shook his head and sighed, "I was afraid that Hu Laosan wouldn't come back to get the things, so he got angry."
His eyes were wandering when he spoke, which was obviously not an excuse.
Yun Qiao didn't expose it, so she nodded pretending to be embarrassed.
"Yeah, I'm worried too. You said it's already the eighth day of August. If you wait a little longer, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. Is it after the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Yang Mao sighed again, took the account book over and opened it.
Yunqiao pushed the abacus to him as usual.
In the past, he was checking accounts, looking at them, calculating them, very carefully.
But today
He flipped through a few pages in confusion, then closed it and said:
"Okay, you don't need to read the calculation, it's definitely fine."
Yun Qiao pursed her lips without making a sound.
"I heard that you advanced money at that time? Remember how much you advanced, and I will give it to you when someone catches you."
"Okay, don't worry." Yun Qiao responded.
Seeing that the matter was finished, Yang Mao stood up and said again:
"I'm leaving first. When you leave later, remember to close the door."
"¡¡good."
Yunqiao nodded dully, wondering what was wrong with this man.
But when he left, she didn't stay.
After briefly cleaning the main hall, he locked the door and went out.
Every time the ancestral hall is used up, it must be tidied up and then closed.
I don¡¯t know why. Anyway, this is the rule of Tuzhuangzi.
Returning to the workshop, Yun Qiao put away the account books and looked at Yu Wanrou who was loading up the wages for a moment, then said:
"Isn't it only issued on the tenth day of the lunar month? Why are you pretending today?"
Xi Wanrou didn¡¯t even raise her head, pretending as she said:
"It's nothing, just pretend. Anyway, it's all your own work."
Yun Qiao frowned slightly, then made a long "ah" sound and said:
"You are afraid that my eldest brother will come back and you won't have time to do it."
Yui Wanrou glared at her sweetly and said nothing.
By not saying anything, she acquiesced. Yun Qiao smiled ambiguously and pretended to be next to her.
Counting the days, eldest brother will be back soon.
The autumn period ended on the third day of August, but you couldn¡¯t leave after it was over. You had to stay there for a few days to wait for the results.
"Sister Wanrou, are you nervous?"
"Huh? What?" Yui Wanrou was puzzled.
Yun Qiao curled her lips, drew a string from the purse in her hand, tied it in a knot, put it aside, and said:
"What the hell! Let me ask you, are you nervous? It's about my elder brother."
Yui Wanrou was embarrassed, but she nodded and did not deny it.
"Can you not be nervous? During those days in Qiuwei, I couldn't sleep all night long."
The soft and waxy voice is mixed with these worries.
Yun Qiao sighed lightly, looked at the window, and said:
"Just for these few days, wait and see."
"Come back soon, no matter what the ranking, I can accept it."
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
Yunqiao laughed out loud, hooked her neck and said:
"It's okay, my brother won't lose his temper."
"What did you drop?"
"Nothing." Yun Qiao shook his head.
He retracted his arm and continued to hold money and said:
"I was checking with Brother Yang Mao just now. Why was he so angry? The corners of his mouth were blistered and his eye sockets were sunken. When I asked him why, he didn't say anything. He just said that he was worried that Hu Laosan wouldn't come back to get the things. I heard that It¡¯s fake, that¡¯s not the case at all.¡±
Ji Wanrou frowned, shook her head blankly, and said nothing.
While we were chatting, Zhang Qingnian¡¯s voice came from outside the door¡ª¡ª
"My dear boss, Fucheng is here to sell goods again."
"here we go again?!"
Yunqiao was surprised, put down the things in his hands, stood up and went out.
Opening the door and looking at the carriage in Fengyue Tower, he walked up to Manager Wang in confusion and said:
"Uncle Wang, didn't you do it once yesterday?"
When Manager Wang saw Yun Qiao, he hurriedly cupped his fists and cupped his hands, saying:
"Oh, Miss Yun, that's enough for what you can do. As we look at the festival, many regular customers are ordering dishes in our restaurant, and we don't have enough sauce." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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