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

Ji Xiaobei felt so painful that he gritted his teeth and walked past Taoranju.

She wanted to eat Taoran Ju’s food, but she didn’t want to chat with these old men, flatter each other, and make noise!

But she was still greedy, so she drove Ma Debiao straight to the food street.

She ate as she bought, and when she was half full, she brought some soft food for the old ladies.

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In the wing room of Taoranju.

Fu Jichang looked at the names of the people registered and the amount of money.

"A lot of these old foxes have reported it, and if we can collect 80% of them, it will be a lot!"

He Ye sat on the table in front of Fu Jichang with his butt tilted.

Fu Jichang frowned in disgust: "Hey, you did the same thing in the He Mansion, with your butt on the table?"

"I only dare to do this when my father is not around. The He Mansion has too many restrictions. I don't get along with that old man, so don't even mention him..."

Fu Jichang brought the topic back and said, "Eighty percent of the money collected is not a small amount. You must have a way!"

"It's because I have a pretty face!"

He Ye patted his face.

Fu Jichang put the list down and picked up a silver note on the table with interest.

"Is there anyone donating banknotes on the spot?"

"Hey, this guy is really strange. The clothes he wears are worth no more than half a tael of silver. He is a fodder seller driving a broken donkey. Guess what? He immediately took out a 1 tael silver note. This note is real!"

Fu Jichang took the banknote and looked at it over and over again: Is there such a strange person?

He hurriedly asked, was this person a man or a woman, and what was his or her name?

Male or female?

It is really difficult to answer this question.

He Ye thought for a moment and said, "Male or female? You'll know when you meet them later."

He Ye said vaguely, "He's a businessman, and his shop hasn't opened yet. I heard that he likes his straightforwardness. When we have a chance to meet again, I'll ask him to drink with you."

Fu Jichang rolled his eyes at him, very dissatisfied with the answer.

Someone donated 1000 taels of silver on the spot, and you don’t even know what he does. What does this garrison commander do for a living?

He Ye seemed to still be immersed in his memories.

"Old Fu, that's the man. He walks with an aura of strength that can pull up mountains and overwhelm the world. You didn't see him just now... It's like this..."

He Ye jumped down from the table and started walking.

"If there is a chance, we can bring him to the garrison. He might be a martial artist... It's a pity that he is a businessman..."

He Ye kept on talking.

Fu Jichang thought he was not serious and didn't want to pay any attention to him.

"I'm going to the capital to get some money in the next few days!" said Fu Jichang.

Fu Jichang said that with his prestige in the capital for so many years, he would definitely be able to get some money.

"Okay, we'll split up when the time comes. I've already lost face, so I'll go to the capital to look for my old friends."

He Ye touched his handsome face.

Fu Jichang admired this guy very much. He was always laughing and joking like a frivolous person on weekdays, but he would never let down his team at the critical moment.

That year, he met a ruthless man on the battlefield, who rushed forward with a group of people without caring about his life.

It was like a sharp sword that pierced the enemy's base camp, causing the enemy to panic and buying time for the subsequent soldiers.

That was a big win.

He got this kid by his side.

That boy is He Ye, a young and brave man who is not afraid of tigers.

After following Fu Jichang for several years, through thick and thin, He Ye became his right-hand man.

It was not until he returned from the Northern Frontier that he learned that He Ye was the son of the Minister of War He Shang.

No wonder, they are brave, resourceful and extremely ferocious in battle.

He Ye loved studying military books since he was a child, but his family did not want him to become a military officer.

He Ye was very rebellious. He broke with his family and ran to the front line on horseback.

When He Shang found out about this, he was almost furious. If the old lady hadn't pressured him, the old man would have cut off all ties with his son.

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The next day, Ji Xiaobei got up early, packed up, and went to attend Jiaojiao's birthday party.

She sat in the main room waiting for Mrs. Lin.

Mrs. Lin was a little nervous. She had been nervous since last night. She didn't eat well or sleep well.

I went to the toilet five or six times early this morning.

For her, meeting Jiaojiao is just like meeting Guanyin Bodhisattva or the Jade Emperor.

In her heart, Jiaojiao was illusory and unattainable.

Ji Xiaobei waited and waited, then ran to the yard and shouted towards the toilet:

"Mom, are you able to do it? If not, don't go. I'll take you there next time if I have the chance."

Mrs. Lin, dressed in new clothes, came out of the toilet with a frown on her face.

"Bei, it's not that I can't show my face, it's just that my stomach is not doing well and it hurts a lot..."

"Mother, Jiaojiao is not a stranger. We will have many opportunities to meet in the future. Grandma Huang, please take a look at my mother..."

Ji Xiaobei comforted.

"Oh, no, Huang Po, don't pull me, I still have to go..."

Mrs. Huang: "What's wrong with you? I've never heard that you poop when you're nervous before..."

"Ouch, ouch..." Mrs. Lin moaned and cursed in the toilet: "Don't say sarcastic words, it's the medicinal food you made last night. Make something serious next time, don't make that messy stuff."

Old Mrs. Fu stood at the door, looking at Mrs. Huang with a smile.

Ji Xiaobei: Fortunately, I didn’t drink the big pot of medicinal food last night.

When Huang Po saw that no one was drinking, she drank three bowls herself, muttering as she drank, "It's such a good thing, and you don't even want to drink it."

Mrs. Lin thought it was a pity to throw away the remaining half pot, so she drank bowl after bowl...

Ji Deyan and Little Juanmao were so scared that they hid at the door, not daring to stick their heads out, for fear of being caught by Mrs. Lin.

Ji Xiaobei found it funny when he thought about what happened last night.

She put on Ma Debiao and went out.

She sat on the shaft of the cart and felt a little uncomfortable.

She glanced down at her new clothes.

She felt uncomfortable when she put it on in the morning and didn't want to wear it anymore, but Huang Po and Lin Po pressed her down and forced her to put it on.

Ma Debiao was extremely excited, and his donkey hooves stepped on the blue bricks, making a crisp sound.

When Huang Po got up in the morning, she saw that Ma Debiao was a little dirty. She felt ashamed of it and brushed it while cursing at him.

Ma Debiao was so grateful that he almost cried, and thanked Huang Po's eight generations of ancestors in his heart.

Ji Xiaobei doesn't care about his appearance when wearing these.

I feel uncomfortable and miserable all over.

But Ma Debiao cares.

The last time I went to Ruo Mansion, the little white colt went out with his master and I didn’t see him.

This time, it will definitely see it.

It is about meeting the old lover in a good spirit.

Thinking of these, it couldn't help but bark happily.

Ji Xiaobei punched it on the butt.

"Ma Debiao, when you get there, be honest and stop seducing other donkeys, horses, and cows. Just be a normal donkey!"

Ma Debiao: Ah... uh...

What if other donkeys, horses, and cows seduce me?

Ji Xiaobei punched him again: "Hold on, keep your thing locked up, if you show it off again, I will really castrate you!"

Ma Debiao only felt his legs tighten and a piercing pain in the middle part.