稲川なつめ

  The waiters began to serve dishes one after another to break the embarrassment of this moment.

   Everyone stared wide-eyed, wanting to see how this table of meals worth more than one hundred taels could be different.

   Fu Xing'er, who was being hugged, struggled desperately to come over, she wanted to eat too!

   But now her teeth haven't grown yet!

  I can’t eat even if I want to.

   You can only look at it from a distance, even if you smell it.

  I really want to grow up quickly!

"Come on, mother, brothers and sisters, hurry up and eat." Mrs. Fang gave them vegetables one by one, "The venom in front of you is papaya milk and bird's nest soup, it is good for your health, especially for us women who have given birth. Brother and sister, you have to make up for it.

  I drink a Gu every day, especially for beauty. "

  Ren Fang boasted like a flower, and Mrs. Fu curled her lips. Can you drink this stuff and live forever?

  Drinking every day doesn't make her look so young.

  Jiang Xinghua's hand holding the spoon was shaking, this was the first time she ate such an expensive thing.

  Mrs. Fu took a deep breath, thinking that she must eat slowly later, every bite is money, so she can't eat too fast.

   Experience the taste of this money.

  Old lady Fu took a sip and almost didn't spit it out, "This stuff is sticky and smells quite strong."

  No matter how expensive it is, she will not be able to enjoy it.

   "Second daughter-in-law, I'll give you a drink, don't waste it." Mrs. Fu gave it to Mrs. Fu, but she couldn't take it anymore.

   That feels like eating shit.

   Mrs. Fu took a sip, it tasted weird.

   It's not as good as a pot of sweet potato soup at home.

   No way, this stuff is extremely expensive, no matter how bad it tastes, you have to eat it.

  She closed her eyes and pinched her nose, and breathed heavily.

   Eating it in the stomach is a treasure.

  Jiang Xinghua was not used to eating, and she drank it with a painful expression.

  Fang Shi, who was drinking one sip at a time, couldn't bear to look directly at her.

  How can one or two make such a virtue!

   This food is so precious and delicious. It should be an expression of enjoyment. How can I eat it like I'm about to go to the guillotine?

   Country folk just don't know much, and don't enjoy it at all.

  Mother Fu looked at the meals on the table, there were twelve plates and four soups, and there were not many things in one small plate and one small plate.

   "There are so few plates, this store is really too dark."

   It doesn’t feel like it’s enough to get between the teeth.

  Chef Zhao can make several large dishes for a tael of silver, which is very real.

  The corner of Fang's mouth twitched, "Mother, it's different. These are all carefully made by a famous chef, and the skill is amazing."

   Mrs. Fu didn't necessarily see it: "It's not the end of the meal that's so fancy."

   She is not willing to pay so much money for such a trick.

   "Mother, this is abalone. You have to try it." Mrs. Fang took a piece for her, and Mrs. Fu's teeth almost didn't stick to it, it was too tough.

   "My teeth will fall out after I eat this thing." Mrs. Fu clutched her teeth.

   I don’t have this life to enjoy the blessings.

   "Mother, try this, this is shark fin soup and easy to eat."

  Old lady Fu took a bite, and the taste was really not good.

   It’s better to add some water to a few eggs, the steamed egg custard is delicious and refreshing.

   After eating the whole process, Mrs. Fu felt so-so, except for the delicate taste of the food, it was really just so-so.

   And no matter how full you eat.

  More than one hundred taels is still not enough to eat, it hurts to think about it.

  Jiang Xinghua also felt lonely.

   I once suspected that my appetite had increased.

   It wasn't until I heard Mrs. Fu whispering that she was not full that she knew it wasn't her appetite.

   "Mother, brother and sister, what else do you want to eat? If you are not full, I will order more." Fang's three-point full is enough.

  As soon as she heard that she wanted to order, Mrs. Fu hurriedly stopped: "Don't, don't, we might as well go to a small stall outside to eat a bowl of noodles later with this money."

  Death is expensive and death is expensive, but you still can’t get enough to eat. This money is so dearly spent.

  Ms. Fu also meant the same thing. It would be safer to eat a bowl of noodles later.

   A group of people went downstairs, Fang said hello, and asked the shopkeeper to record it on the account.

   "Sister-in-law, don't you have to pay back the money?" Seeing that Mrs. Fang came out so quickly, Mrs. Fu asked curiously.

"No need to be so troublesome. It will be recorded in the account every month, and the accountant will come to settle the accounts." Fang said with a smile, "We do business and Dading works in the officialdom, and human relations are indispensable. Everyone We spend a few thousand taels here every month."

   Light tone.

   It seems that those few thousand taels are not money.

  Thousands of taels!

   Mrs. Fu broke her fingers, what an astronomical figure!

  Knowing that Fang's family is rich, I didn't expect to be so rich!

   "Let's go, let me take you to the theater. There is a big boat in the West Lake, and the best theater troupe in Dongxuan Kingdom is invited, and ordinary people can't get on it."

  Fang has always emphasized that she is not an ordinary person, and has a noble status.

  Today she specially arranged a good show, which is worth watching.

  The carriage arrived at West Lake, and someone specially carried them over to the boat.

   Everyone was dumbfounded.

  The boat is located in the center, and you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful scenery around the West Lake.

  The breeze is blowing, and the air is wrapped in a coolness, not as muggy as it was on the road just now.

   Very comfortable!

  The ship is very large, and the decoration inside is magnificent. There are not only a stage for watching the theater, but also a special place for people to rest.

   Not many people came.

   It seems that there is a limit on the number of people.

  Ms. Fang arranged them in a private room, directly looking at the stage below. It was an excellent location with a particularly good view.

   There is also a special service for making tea, and there are several plates of snacks on the table.

   "Wow! Which play are you singing this time?"

  I am not interested in anything else, but I am very interested in watching the show Fu Lao Niang.

  Watching the opera singing below, she couldn't help making gestures with her hands, humming a few words in her mouth, her voice loud.

  When she was young, she wanted to learn to sing opera, but her family was unwilling.

   Mrs. Fu also likes to watch operas, and she is fascinated by them.

  Fu Xing'er, who was being held in her arms, couldn't help dozing off when she heard the play. This thing was no different from hypnosis to her.

   So sleepy, so sleepy!

   She doesn't want to sleep!

  I also want to see the beautiful scenery!

  But the hypnosis was so powerful that she fell asleep soundly.

Fang looked at Fu Bao, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and then looked at the following play, and said meaningfully: "This play is about a great lady who endured pain for her daughter to have a better life in the future. With heartache, she gave her own child to her distant and wealthy relatives.

  I want my daughter to have a better life and conditions in the future, and I don’t want my daughter to suffer with her. "

  Old lady Fu: "This is a piece of meat that fell from my stomach, are you willing?"

   Mrs. Fu also looked reluctant. If her family fortune was given to someone else to raise, it would be equivalent to killing her.

  Besides, if the child is given to someone else, it does not mean that the child will be happy.

   There is something in Fang's words: "If you don't give up, you have to give up. This lady is poor but has endless aspirations. If she wants her daughter to have a better life in the future, she can only reluctantly send it away.

  Our parenting is ultimately not for the best of our children. Even if I have to endure the pain of being separated for the sake of my child, I am willing.

  Siblings, what do you think? "

  Fang observed the reaction of Mrs. Fu.

  (end of this chapter)