I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Wei Miao nodded in agreement. This was the logic. Her family hosted the meal and accepted the gifts, while the Zeng family provided the meal and returned the gifts.

The person involved in their family really needs to go there.

Wei Miao followed Huang Xiaoan obediently, muttering in his heart that it would be appropriate to ask for a few more gold bars afterwards.

"Ouch, you have no eyes!"

Huang Xiaoan was already in a bad mood, and just as he walked out of the Wei family's door, he was bumped into by someone who was peeking his head in.

Huang Xiaoan was fine, but the man was knocked to the ground, and even the baby in his arms started crying loudly.

Wei Miao and Xiao Qian looked at each other, their eyes rolling around.

Wei Miao raised his eyebrows and asked silently: What's wrong with him?

Xiao Qian rolled his eyes and curled his lips: The old problem has come back.

"I'm sorry, I want to ask, this is..."

The woman who was knocked off balance finally managed to steady herself. She muttered to herself and looked up to see Wei Miao through her messy bangs.

The words in my mouth suddenly got stuck in my throat.

"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyeballs and feed them to the dogs!" Huang Xiaoan's tone was full of hostility, and his pale face had a gloomy expression.

The woman was so frightened that she trembled a few times, screamed and ran away.

Xiao Qian listened to the baby crying and sighed:

"I guess he knew there was a wedding in your family, so he came here to ask for food."

After Xiao Qian finished speaking, he grumbled to Huang Xiaoan:

"Huang Xiaoan, did you eat gunpowder today?"

"Shut up!"

Huang Xiaoan scolded Xiao Qian with great momentum.

Xiao Qian has been with Zeng Jiu since she was a child. Although she is a maid, apart from serving Zeng Jiu, she is like a fish in water in the Zeng family.

Even the old man's concubines greeted her with a smile.

I have never been so angry before. My eyes immediately turned red.

"I'm going to tell the young master that you bullied me!"

Wei Miao was lost in thought as he looked at the skinny back of the woman running away, but was interrupted by Xiao Qian's crying voice.

When she came to her senses, Xiao Qian was no longer around, and only Huang Xiaoan led her into the room.

When passing by the yard, Wei Miao was a little curious and asked Uncle Cai who was standing at the door.

"Uncle Cai, the banquet won't be held in the yard?"

Uncle Cai smiled and said, "The gentlemen and ladies said that it was too sunny and noisy outside, so they placed it directly in the east room on the second floor."

Wei Miao had been to the second floor of Zeng's house twice today.

She had never been to the room on the east side, but she had heard Xiao Qian mention it.

They said that the room was filled with all kinds of precious flowers and plants raised by their young master, so the environment must be pretty good.

"Master Wei, please!"

Huang Xiaoan, standing on the stairs, turned around and looked down at Wei Miao and Uncle Cai.

The flesh on Uncle Cai's face trembled and he made a gesture of invitation to Wei Miao.

Wei Miao followed Huang Xiaoan up the stairs. For the first time, he felt that this not-so-tall eunuch in front of him had an aura.

This coincides with the aura of the old stall owner on Wumazhai Street when she was sitting on a solid wooden chair.

Sitting in a high position, looking down on all living beings.

Perhaps this is something unique to the so-called century-long imperial power.

Huang Xiaoan went up to the second floor and walked towards the house on the east side. He paused for a moment at the door and raised his hand to knock on it.

After the door was opened, what came into Wei Miao's sight was lush greenery, red flowers and green grass.

The trees, flowers and plants complement each other. Sunlight shines in from the glass windows on three sides, and even shines from overhead.

In several bird cages, birds with colorful tails were chirping.

More importantly, Wei Miao actually saw butterflies fluttering on several flowers that only appear in spring. It was a scene of paradise.

It was not until this time that Wei Miao discovered something extraordinary.

Zeng’s house is actually connected to the house next door.

It was not obvious in the room where Uncle Zeng Bao displayed calligraphy, paintings and antiques, but it was obvious here.

Because the slightly winding path Huang Xiaoan took her through went beyond the width of the entire house.

Through the broad leaves, Wei Miao saw Miss Elsa chasing butterflies.

"Dear David, you are finally here."

Miss Aisha has a fondness for this handsome young man. Seeing Wei Miao always reminds her of her youth in the manor.

Elsa's words attracted the attention of those who were chatting among the plants in the flower garden.

"David, you're here. If you hadn't come, Mr. Zeng wouldn't have opened the banquet."

Durand was holding a peony in his hand and shrugged at Wei Miao.

If Wei Miao was not mistaken, it should be Yao Huang. It is said that this kind of peony is very precious.

But Durand was devoted to Elsa.

The two were so excited that they hugged and kissed each other in front of the child.

Wei Miao couldn't even ask, "Where is my brother Lu?"

Wei Miao walked around a banana tree with huge leaves and saw many people gathered in groups of three or four.

Lu Pingsheng and Uncle Zeng Bao came out from the flowers near the window.

Uncle Zeng Bao, dressed in a long gown, had a smile on his face and held an orchid in his hand.

Lu Pingsheng was dressed in a suit and sunglasses, with a fake smile on his face.

"Everyone, everyone is here, let's officially start the banquet." Uncle Zeng Bao bowed to everyone.

Lu Pingsheng glanced at Wei Miao who was standing next to a pot of pink peonies and sighed in his heart.

Uncle Zeng Bao made a bet with him that the little brat would definitely come.

Of course he knew that the little devil would come. Wei Miao's awe of this world was different from most people's.

Maybe what she cares about is the Wei family, or the gold?

Uncle Zeng Bao's plan is not only beneficial to the Wei family, but also to Wei Miao, so she would naturally not refuse.

Just like when we asked the little brat to make sulfa penicillin.

Lu Pingsheng smiled bitterly in his heart. These people had calculations and accounts in their minds, and the little brat also had his own scale in his heart.

But he didn't want Wei Miao, whom he had protected for so long, to be involved in the gossip mentioned by Uncle Zeng Bao.

Lu Pingsheng and Zeng Baoshu acted like brothers in front of everyone.

This caused Zeng Si to complain frequently to Lu Shaojie who was sitting next to him.

"My brother is always willing to help others, and I have never seen him treat others with such respect. I am afraid that Lu Pingsheng will be in trouble."

Mr. Zeng Si is now thirty-two years old, older than both Lu Pingsheng and Lu Shaojie, so it is not impolite to call Lu Pingsheng "boy".

At the moment, Lu Shaojie's mind was on the Shen family treasure brought by Wells, and he didn't care much about this matter.

"Why do you care what he does? Most of your family's money is in your hands anyway. Let him do whatever he wants."

Zeng Baoyi glanced at Lu Shaojie, and sighed in his heart that Marshal Lu was so wise in his life, but he actually had such an only child.

After everyone entered the banquet, Uncle Zeng Bao waved to Wei Miao who was standing next to the peony flower, motioning her to come forward.

Just as Wei Miao was about to step forward, he heard a Buddhist chant from behind him.

"Amitabha."

The old monk's voice was so compassionate and special that naturally no one in the rejoicing crowd paid attention to it.

The old monk nodded slightly to Uncle Zeng Bao, then whispered a few words into Wei Miao's ear.

Wei Miao looked in the direction of Uncle Zeng Bao with a slightly apologetic look, then turned around and walked out with the old monk.

Lu Pingsheng glanced at Uncle Zeng Bao out of the corner of his eye, and his gaze lingered on his hand holding the orchid for a moment.

"I told you, it's not appropriate for children to sit at the table at an adult banquet."

Uncle Zeng Bao chuckled and said calmly, "Yes, I think the Buddha thinks so too."

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