MTL - I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating-Chapter 17 ? you are still too young

  Chapter 17 You are still too young

   "Mother, why don't you just make do with the shop tonight? Later, son, I'll go buy some of your favorite boiled duck?"

"No, there is still a lot of work at home, and I came to the city today to treat your third sibling." Zhao Lanhua remembered another thing, and hurriedly said, "By the way, old man, you I'll pack two boxes of good pastries later."

   "What does mother want to eat? My son will prepare it immediately?" Shen Dalang asked with concern.

   "A Tao, what kind of cakes do your grandparents like to eat? Is it sweet or salty?" Zhao Lanhua suddenly looked up at the absent-minded Ji Zhao.

   "Mother? Do you want to buy pastries for my grandparents?" Ji Zhao was very surprised, "Mother, I really don't need them. Let the pastries in the shop be kept for sale by the eldest brother."

"A Tao, you are still too young." Zhao Lanhua took a deep look at her, and then said earnestly, "Although the situation between you and my third child is a bit special, no matter what, you are still in name Husband and wife, tomorrow you have to go back to Shiliu Village to visit your grandparents."

   "But mother..."

   "Don't rush to refuse, boss, you go and prepare two boxes of pastries first." Zhao Lanhua dismissed Shen Dalang who was full of doubts.

"okay."

   "Mom? Do you still want to drive me back to Pomegranate Village?" Ji Zhao looked at Zhao Lanhua eagerly, and asked what was in his heart in fear.

"You think too much," Zhao Lanhua smiled indifferently, "Except for our Shen family, no one else knows that you and the third child have reconciled, so we still have to do things on this front. You're at the entrance of the village today, and you heard those people making up your words behind your back, right?"

   "Mother, the mouth grows on other people's faces, let them say what they want, I don't care." Ji Zhao smiled indifferently.

"A Tao, if you don't care, it doesn't mean I don't care either. Besides, if you delay returning to Shiliu Village to visit relatives, wouldn't you give those gossiping women a chance to make up the third child?" Zhao Lanhua smiled generously, her tone very frank , "It's better to do things properly in terms of affection, and you don't have to think too much. I mainly think about the reputation of the third child."

  The time is three quarters.

   Mrs. Feng came back with a happy face.

   "Mother, my husband!"

   "Those wild pheasants are sold?" Zhao Lanhua looked at the bright smile on her face and smiled slightly.

   "Aunt Zhao, you are really amazing, did you guess all of this?" A round-faced little girl standing next to Mrs. Shen said with a smile, "No wonder my sister said that Auntie is the best!"

   "Miss Chunyan's mouth is getting smarter!" The smile on Zhao Lanhua's face deepened.

   "Sister, my aunt praised me for being amazing, you can't call me stupid anymore!" Feng Chunyan said with a smile while holding Mrs. Shen's arm affectionately.

   "You, you!" Mrs. Shen nodded her forehead helplessly.

   When Ji Zhao, who was obediently standing aside, heard the name Chunyan, surprise flashed across his eyes.

Feng Chunyan, Aunt Shen's sister, just twelve years old, has a lively and cheerful personality, and is also very capable in doing things. She helps her sister and brother-in-law manage the pastry shop together... Ji Zhao suddenly thought of the plot in the original book, if the plot remains the same , then this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Feng Chunyan is bound to encounter disaster.

"Mother, those wild pheasants were bought by Hongxing Restaurant." Aunt Shen took out a delicate gray purse embroidered with lotus flowers from her sleeve, and then poured out all the broken silver in the purse, "Seven wild pheasants Pheasant, the shopkeeper of the restaurant gave us a total of seven taels!"

   Seven taels, that’s nearly half a month’s income of the pastry shop! You have to earn so much when your business is good!

   "A Tao, you caught that pheasant, please keep the money." Zhao Lanhua glanced at Ji Zhao, who was traveling in space, and called out softly.

   "Oh," Ji Zhao, who came back to his senses, replied stupidly.

  Others cast curious glances at her.

  (end of this chapter)