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Jing Qiurong sighed softly, looked at the two children gently, and said, "Last time, there were a lot of things to do at home. Pu Ge'er's birthday was well organized, but Xi Jie'er's ninth birthday cannot be sloppy.

Since the children like it, let them roast some meat and prepare more food. We won’t kill the pig next time.”

Jing Yi nodded in agreement, but did not leave. Pu Ge'er had already walked towards him.

Jing Chunxi also thought it would be more convenient to have a grill: "Mom, we can grill chicken, fish, shrimp, mushrooms and vegetables in the future. As long as we prepare more charcoal, we can grill whatever we want."

There was originally a lot of charcoal in the space, but Jing Chunxi was worried that his grandparents couldn't stand the plum rain weather there, so he left all of it in Lingnan.

Jing Qiurong listened and nodded with a smile: "That's a good idea. It's good to always have charcoal at home. It will be needed during the winter anyway."

Pu Ge'er looked at his mother who was busy fanning his sister and said with a bit of jealousy: "Mom is partial."

Jing Yi immediately hugged his shoulders and said, "You're still a man, what month is your birthday? Brother Jing will take you hunting roe deer and roasting venison."

The obvious temptation to separate the two parties made Pu Ge'er smile from ear to ear in just one sentence, and his attention was diverted.

What an old fox.

Pu Ge'er's birthday was at the end of April. At that time, the two families of the big house and the small house had a meal together. It was not considered that he was treated unfairly. Just now, Pu Ge'er was deliberately teasing his mother and sister.

Pu Ge'er was pleasantly surprised to receive Jing Yi's care, but Jing Chunxi scoffed at their deliberate pretense of intimacy.

Who are you pretending to be gentle like this? It's like I don't know you.

He looked up at his mother and saw that she was looking at Pu Ge'er and Jing Yi with a smile, and seemed to be very satisfied with this scene, which made Jing Chunxi feel very uncomfortable.

But Jing Chunxi didn't show it. He just lowered his head and sighed. His younger brother was actually a little pitiful. He was at the age where he needed the love of both his parents.

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Capital

Jinxiufang on East Street was noisy as soon as it opened in the morning, with a large crowd of people watching.

The two carriages at the door had their curtains open, and you could see rolls of silk and satin on them.

Each carriage was guarded by a coachman and a servant in front and behind, and two other servants got on the carriage and carried the cloth to the door of the shop.

Judging from the noisy scene at the door, it doesn't look like they are delivering goods to the store.

Because every servant was furious, they would throw the cloth straight at the door as soon as they got there. One or two pieces of cloth even nearly hit the female shopkeeper standing at the door.

In addition to the female shopkeeper in the middle, there were two women standing on both sides of the door.

On one side was a well-dressed old woman, and on the other side was a lady in luxurious clothes. They were not greeting each other or welcoming guests, but were arguing with each other with red faces and occasional pulling, obviously having a dispute.

The elegantly dressed lady seemed to have been provoked by something. She completely disregarded her dignity and her face flushed with anger.

Judging from the woman's clothes, she must be a housekeeper. She was shouting loudly and without any regard for her dignity, "We in the Zhao Mansion are also regular customers of Jinxiufang. Take a look for yourself. What is the quality of the material you gave us this time?

I have been a purchasing woman for more than ten years and have never made such a mistake. This time I really lost face in front of my masters. Fortunately, my masters are magnanimous and gave me some face, otherwise they would have sold me.

If you don’t give me an explanation this time, I will crash into your shop and die.”

As the old woman spoke, she pointed at the female shopkeeper. She was very aggressive, as if she was going to lay the foundation right away.

The female shopkeeper was frightened by her aura, but she still tried to explain: "We must investigate thoroughly and give an explanation to the Zhao family..."

But the voice became smaller and smaller, and the momentum became weaker.

The woman dressed as a noble lady should be the mistress of the house, no more than thirty years old. She must have suffered some injustice at home, and her eyes are red.

She still cared about her reputation and didn't speak loudly, but she was persistent and insisted that the female shopkeeper give an explanation. When she spoke, she was addressing the people at the door.

"I toiled for seven or eight days, using the most expensive silk to make clothes for my mother-in-law and father-in-law, just to give them some appearance.

Who would have thought that they would wear them to attend a wedding banquet in such hot weather? When they sweated a little, their mother-in-law's neck was stained red, and their father-in-law's neck was stained blue. We were pointed at and talked about by others, which brought shame to our Zhao family.

My parents-in-law came back and scolded me so much that I wanted to die. You all, please judge for yourself. Are we deliberately looking for trouble? Do you think your boss should come out and give us an explanation?

After saying this, tears came out of his eyes and he looked aggrieved.

The old woman also shouted beside him: "You are still investigating? What are you investigating? Do you dare to say that the fabric is not yours?"