不卡一区二区三区四区

  Everything is to prepare for a safe winter.

  Life is two words of food and clothing, but housing and transportation are also the top priority.

  I used to live in the south, no matter how cold the winter is, there are many varieties of winter vegetables in the field. But this year in the north for the winter, Yang Lan\'er tried her best so that her family would have some vegetables to eat in the winter.

  Her space has a variety of vegetables, but there must be an excuse to take them out, right?

  In the farm, she has arranged for the steward to build a greenhouse. There is no insulation plastic film from her previous life, so she covered the roof with thatch. The insulation effect is not ideal, so she built floor heating and burned more firewood.

   All in all, for the sake of her appetite, she worked hard.

  Busy and busy, the days pass by like running water.

  Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, the housekeeper sent someone to send out the autumn clothes. The masters asked the masters’ maids to take them back. Just as the sewing room put down their needlework and wanted to rest, the housekeeper Wang arranged the requirements and quantity of winter clothes. The embroiderers in the sewing room let out a sigh of relief, resigned to their fate and continued to struggle for the new clothes.

  On this day, Mrs. Zhou entered the Langyuan and sat on a chair expectantly.

   "Sister-in-law just tell me what\'s going on." Looking at her expression, Yang Lan\'er felt her eyes hurt.

   Mrs. Zhou was considering whether to say or not to say it, but when she heard the words, she simply said it, "Lan\'er, it\'s not a big deal, it\'s that..."

   As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of her own yard.

  Yang Lan\'er was stunned for a while before remembering that she said it was Yu Yao. Yu Yao\'s yard was next to Zhou\'s. Then nodded: "What\'s wrong with that one?"

   Is there another demon moth?

"The one told me today that she was going home to give a gift for the Mid-Autumn Festival. You said this..." Mrs. Zhou felt uncomfortable when she heard this. Her natal family has not been able to give a gift this year, so why should a concubine have a face? Crying for a boxing gift?

  Yang Lan\'er lowered her head and turned the teacup. To be honest, she didn\'t want to care about the affairs of her brother\'s family, especially the affairs in this room.

Ordinarily, if the mistress is more powerful, the concubine\'s room is said to be from a family without a mother. Zhou should also know this. It is her family\'s business. Opinion?

   Nothing more than related to interests.

  The Yu family can be regarded as a century-old family in Pengcheng, and of course they are businessmen. Although the status is low, it does not hinder the family background. If the boxing gifts were given according to the Yu family\'s standards, the elder brother\'s family fortune would probably not be on the table if he gave them all. But if it was given according to the standard of the eldest brother\'s family, Zhou\'s heart would only hurt the face of the eldest brother.

   Mrs. Zhou is throwing the problem to her. Want to be a hands-off shopkeeper?

  The last point, Mr. Zhou just wanted to leave this offending matter to her. The left and right were delivered according to the low standard, which hurt the face of the eldest brother, and the eldest brother would not blame his sister. According to high standards, anyway, the elder brother only has so much money, so she still needs to make up for it in the end.

   Since when did the Zhou family become so scheming? You did a good job of calculating people\'s hearts, and it really impressed her a little.

   Is this killing a few birds with one stone?

  But..., Mrs. Zhou missed a point, that is her, Yang Lan\'er, and she will not be used to Mrs. Zhou.

Although Yang Cunren is the eldest brother, Yang Lan\'er has never thought of being respectful in everything. Since he wants to take a concubine, he must have this ability. Big mistake.

   In major matters, Yang Lan\'er may reach out, but if she still wants to take the lead in family matters, then Xia Tian looks at the snow—dream!

  (end of this chapter)