I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

When Mrs. Lin saw Fu Jichang looking at the old lady's clothes, she hurriedly explained, "My dear, I bought a silk dress for your grandmother, but she said it was comfortable to wear... If you don't like it, I'll change it for the old lady now..."

Huang Po also said: "Yes, she also stole the bamboo hairpin from me. Ah, no...it's just that she likes to wear it..."

Ji Xiaobei was not as nervous as the two old ladies.

She didn't care much about what she wore.

The main point is to wear whatever is comfortable.

Hearing what Huang Po said, the old lady covered her hairpin and said, "Huang, you lost this bet to me!"

Fu Jichang smiled when he saw his grandmother's expression.

"As long as grandma likes it, it doesn't matter what she wears."

He went forward to help her, but the little old lady took two steps back.

"Chang'er, I'm fine here..."

"Grandma Fu, he is not here to pick you up, he is here to bring you some delicious food!" Ji Xiaobei said.

When she heard that it was delicious, Mrs. Fu ran to the kitchen nimbly.

"Yes, yes, the meal is ready, let's eat first!"

Grandma Huang lifted the lid of the pot, revealing a large pot full of cured pork ribs stewed with winter melon.

Fu Jichang looked at his grandmother. The last time he saw her, she was sick. How come she suddenly looked so smart?

He looked at Ji Xiaobei.

"After taking the medicine you sent, Grandma Fu was able to eat and drink well, and her body gradually recovered. However, her temper became more like that of a child. She was sometimes not sober, but most of the time, she was sober. She helped my mother and Grandma Huang clean up the house every day..."

Fu Jichang listened carefully and nodded continuously.

"The doctor also said that she is old, her brain is degenerating, her memory is declining, and she often talks about the past. But as long as she is in a good mood, she will be fine!"

Fu Jichang told Ji Xiaobei what the doctor in the capital said.

"As long as the old lady is happy, it's good!" Ji Xiaobei said easily.

"Xiaobei, thank you!"

Fu Jichang said sincerely, "Grandma is my only relative, thanks to you for taking care of me!"

Ji Xiaobei could never get used to talking to him seriously and felt awkward.

She said with a smile: "You're welcome, you've paid, now you're my big money sponsor. By the way, after dinner, I'll return the jade pendant and gold to you!"

"No hurry, no hurry!" Fu Jichang said insincerely and perfunctorily.

On the dining table, there was a large porcelain bowl of winter melon and cured pork ribs in the middle, which looked bold, majestic and domineering.

Surrounding the porcelain basin is a circle of exquisite bowls and plates, and the dishes are as exquisite as a beautiful girl from a small family.

Fu Jichang looked at the familiar large porcelain basin on the table, took a deep breath, held the bowl and ate two large bowls. He felt embarrassed to add more, but it was snatched away by Mrs. Lin.

"My dear, you used to eat more than this. Come, let me give you some more..."

Fu Jichang: Auntie is right, we do need some more.

Heita, who was squatting behind Fu Jichang, was holding a bowl with an envious look on his face.

"Hey, come here, Huang Po will fill it up for you!"

Heita handed over his bowl with a silly smile on his face.

Old Mrs. Fu picked up the food from the exquisite bowls and plates very quickly, smacking her lips. After a few bites, she got tired of it and stood up to dig out the winter melon and pork ribs from the large porcelain bowl.

Ji Xiaobei hurriedly served it to her.

During the whole meal, no one spoke and their mouths were full.

Tailor Guo and Lady Luo were so exhausted from eating that they could not even lift their heads. They silently said to themselves: The food prepared by the host is rough but exquisite. It is really amazing.

After Heita had eaten his fill, he stood up and glanced at the old lady.

The old lady looked very satisfied as she ate.

Heita: Is this still the old lady? That year I was five years old and came to Fu's house to be the son's attendant.

The lady and the old lady spoke in a pleasant manner and ate in silence.

They demanded that their servants also follow the rules, and over the years, their throats became smaller. Fortunately, they went to Ji Xiaobei's house and expanded their throats in order to grab food.

After dinner, Fu Jichang took the old lady back to the house to talk.

Ji Xiaobei was pulled into the house by Mrs. Lin to try on clothes.

Mrs. Huang was outside cleaning up the dishes.

Heita went out to deal with Ma Debiao and Heifeng.

These two beasts were challenging each other, neither of them willing to give in. If he hadn't been busy eating, he would have come out to deal with them long ago.

"Black Wind!" the Black Tower roared.

Heifeng was stunned and the words in his mouth stopped.

Ma Debiao chuckled: "How can a snow-white horse be called Black Wind? It's so funny!"

Heifeng bared his teeth at it: You are obviously a broken donkey, why are you called Ma De Biao, huh!

You will never be able to join the horse tribe in this life.

Ma Debiao: Bah! My mistress is just a pony, so what? I am a donkey, and my next generation will be half a horse. I am not afraid of you!

Heita looked at the donkey and the horse arguing with each other and scolded them twice, but no one listened.

The donkey belongs to the mistress, you can't mess with him.

The horse belongs to the young master and cannot be beaten.

Heita covered his ears and squatted down against the wall to take a nap.

After eating Grandma Lin’s food, I felt comfortable from the throat to the vagina.

In the room.

Grandma Lin held the new clothes and compared them to Ji Xiaobei, forcing Ji Xiaobei to try them on.

Ji Xiaobei could only put it on reluctantly.

Mrs. Lin was extremely satisfied.

"Bei, there is a big difference between clothes that cost 80 coins and clothes that cost eight taels of silver. Look how well they fit you, and how well they set off your complexion. If you go out like this, people will believe you if you say you are the daughter of an official family..."

Under the command of Mrs. Lin, Ji Xiaobei turned around and around humming and laughing.

Ji Xiaobei muttered in his heart: Mother, if I tell you that this dress cost 82 taels of silver, will you still say it fits me?

There were footsteps at the door.

"Aunt Lin, is Xiaobei in the room? I want to talk to her."

Fu Jichang said at the door.

Ji Xiaobei hurriedly grabbed his clothes on the bed.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Lin snatched it away and held it in her arms.

"My son, you are here..."

She turned back to Ji Xiaobei and said, "You must wear this when you go out. You are not allowed to wear old clothes."

Ji Xiaobei: I feel very uncomfortable wearing new clothes!

She looked helpless and felt that Grandma Lin did it on purpose.

When Ji Xiaobei came out, Fu Jichang was stunned. He didn't expect that this woman wearing women's clothes was really, really pretty.

The thick waist was covered up.

People make clothes look more noble and better looking!

Well, that's what you should say!

Fu Jichang came to a conclusion in his heart.

Seeing that he was looking at him as if he didn't know him, Ji Xiaobei raised his hand and tapped his head.

"What? Don't you recognize your cousin?"

Fu Jichang covered his aching forehead and said sourly, "Who are you going to see?"

"Who am I meeting? You big-headed ghost. I bought this to attend Jiaojiao's birthday party. I can't go there wearing a set of coarse cloth!"

Fu Jichang immediately smiled with relief and nodded: "Yes, you can't wear coarse cloth clothes. Is it the proprietress of Cuijinlou, Madam Ruo?"

"Yes, we stayed at her house last time. You won't forget Ruo Xiaolian, right?"