After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Qian Fengping immediately asked the housekeeper to leave and gave her face to taste the food.

When Butler Yao went out the door, he could still hear the Second Madam's surprised voice.

"Oh, it's a soft-boiled egg!"

The second master said glibly: "Yes, every day I have a wife, I am immersed in the sugar jar."

Butler Yao shuddered. He had heard that the Second Master and his wife had a good relationship, but he never expected it to be so good.

I wonder what it will be like when the master gets married in the future?

After the family has finished washing up, they all put on their best clothes and most gorgeous jewelry.

We are going to General Meng's mansion today, so we have to show our importance.

If it weren't for General Meng, Fang Yin wouldn't be where he is today.

Only Fang Nanzhi scratched his head and vaguely remembered that General Meng was the teacher introduced to his second uncle by the prince.

But, huh, what a liar.

Butler Yao had two carriages brought. The first one was fine, plain and simple, and nothing special could be seen.

The one at the back was pulled by two horses. Not only was the carriage spacious, but the windows were covered with yellow sand curtains, and tassels made of bells were hung on the walls. When the wind blew, the carriage made a tinkling sound.

Fang Nanzhi's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but say, "It's really beautiful."

"This is prepared for the second lady and the young lady." Butler Yao said respectfully.

Qian Fengping was also slightly surprised: "Isn't this too ostentatious?"

"Don't worry, Madam. The carriage design is within the rules, and the Major General said that he wants the young lady to experience the feeling of spending money lavishly after entering the capital."

Butler Yao responded.

Fang Nanzhi couldn't really spend money like water, but this gave him that feeling.

She couldn't help but high-five her second uncle!

Second Uncle is still the same Second Uncle, the friend who understands her thoughts the most.

Fang Yin puffed out his chest with pride. What was he trying to achieve by staying in the capital as an official? Wasn't it so that his family could ascend to heaven with him?

Qian Fengping was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She took out her purse and gave it to Butler Yao as a reward.

"Uncle Yao, thank you for your trouble."

She also followed Fang Yin in calling him uncle, and Butler Yao accepted the respect.

"However, Uncle Yao, there's no need to do this in the future. Zhizhi is still young and it's not good to raise her too lavishly. Forget about the carriage. As for other matters in the mansion, it's fine as long as they are roughly the same."

This is about last night's dinner. It was delicious, but the preparation of some dishes was complicated and wasteful, as many ingredients were thrown away after the flavor was absorbed.

Qian Fengping understood her family members, from Fang Yin to Zhizhi, who all loved to eat. However, eating well did not necessarily require extravagance. Even if she simply made them some臊子面, they would still enjoy it.

Butler Yao heard it and glanced at the other masters, who seemed to have no objection.

"Yes, Second Madam."

He sighed, the second master's family was indeed of good character.

He seems to love to enjoy life, but he is not addicted to it, and he does not change his original intention because of the vanity in front of him.

Before Butler Yao came to the General's Mansion, not only did the chief steward instruct him to perform his duties conscientiously and have a bright future, but even General Meng had a talk with him.

The Fang family is very different. He will serve them well when they arrive. If the Fang Tong family comes, he will just occasionally remind them of the rules of socializing in the capital. He doesn't need to worry about anything else.

After getting on the carriage, Fang Nanzhi opened the window and couldn't help looking around.

She hasn’t had a good look at the capital city yet.

Well, the streets in the capital are wider than those in the provincial capital, and few people in the capital have patched clothes. There are also many beautiful people in the capital.

Hey, why is that sister staring at her?

Fang Nanzhi was keenly aware of the gazes and met the eyes of an older sister wearing a lotus green dress and with a serious expression.

She smiled at him, and he frowned even more.

Fang Nanzhi touched her face. What did she mean? Was she no longer cute? Was her smile scary?

The woman's heart was pounding as she watched the carriage go away.

Looks like... so much like... why does that little girl look so much like...

"Girl, do you want some more snacks?"

The vendor couldn't help but speak.

"No." The woman said with a sullen face and left in a hurry.

A quarter of an hour later, she entered Princess Mingzhu's mansion through the back door.

Fang Tong and his family also arrived at General Meng's mansion.

General Meng, Mrs. Meng who had just recovered from a serious illness, and Meng Lan personally went to the gate to greet him, which shows how much they valued him.

"Junior greets General Meng."

Fang Tong saluted first.

Qian Fengping and the children followed.

"Fang Tong, you're being too distant. You're Fang Yin's younger brother, so just call me uncle."

"Uncle Meng, Aunt Meng." Fang Tong changed his words immediately.

"Okay, don't stand at the door, come into the house quickly." Mrs. Meng said with a smile, and she took Qian Fengping's hand.

"This must be Fang Tong's wife, right? Oh, she's so iconic. I felt close to her the moment I saw her. She looks a bit like my daughter, like a family."

This tone is so approachable.

Qian Fengping smiled and said, "Aunt, you're joking. I can't compare to Miss Meng's beauty."

Fang Nanzhi poked her little head out, looked at her mother, then looked at the petite, blushing Miss Meng standing beside her, but couldn't tell how they looked alike.

Silly girl, the emphasis of this sentence is on the latter part, like we are a family.

If Fang Yin and Meng Lan get together, wouldn't they be a family?

"Hey, senior brother, you're here." Meng Lan's face flushed with shame, and her voice was almost inaudible.

Fang Tong, who was standing by, couldn't help but gasp in amazement when he saw this.

That’s not right. The Miss Meng I saw last time was not like this. She was very brave and responsible. Why did she become a different person in front of my second brother?

"Well, junior sister, did you not eat enough again? You look weak and you don't even have the energy to talk." Fang Yin looked worried.

The girls in Beijing are different from those in their village. They love to be pretty and insist that being thin is considered pretty. They eat all day long with just their mouths touching the spoon. How can they be full?

His junior sister was like this, and he was afraid that she would starve to death.

When the others heard his words, they stopped in shock. How unromantic must he be to say such things to a little girl?

Only the Meng couple showed no change of expression, as they were used to it.

My daughter becomes abnormal when she sees Fang Yin, and Fang Yin has always been so honest...

"Junior sister, a person's beauty or ugliness is innate. It has little to do with how much they eat. For example, I was born handsome." Fang Yin said earnestly.

Meng Lan's expression was subtle, as if she felt a little aggrieved: "Brother, are you saying I'm ugly?"

"Huh? No..."

"Okay, I see. Are you praising me for being pretty?"

The conversation between the two was so awkward.

This time it was General Meng and his wife who wanted to cover their faces because their daughter was a little too unreserved.

Fang Nanzhi was watching with great interest. Qin Yan calmly pulled her aside and asked her to restrain herself.

The group unconsciously quickened their pace, leaving the two brothers and sisters behind.

"Uncle Meng, if it weren't for you, my second brother wouldn't be here today. Thanks to you for taking care of him in the capital over the years. And aunt, I'm really sorry to have caused you so much trouble..." Fang Tong thanked him sincerely.

"No need to say all this. Master is like father to me. I am just his disciple. I should do anything for him."

"Besides, if it weren't for this guy risking his life to save me on the border battlefield, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to come back."

Meng Yi was very emotional.

These days, he has been feeling relieved that his apprentice has made great progress.

There is also the melancholy of the Yangtze River's waves behind pushing the waves in front away.