I have to clean up a house...

The father and son had the same idea, no, they might have to deal with two.

Wang Fang finally let them get rid of their worries, because in addition to people, there were also several large trucks of utensils, and even the screen was thought of. Compared with the simple and elegant screen bought by Ye Jing, Ye Chunqiu was very suspicious that this might be a second-hand product I bought from somewhere. The new silk-faced embroidered screen looked very high-end.

Miss Wang was wearing a hat and covering her face with a gauze. She couldn't see her true face clearly for a while. Wang Fang made people busy and sat in the hall with Ye Chunqiu and his son, while Miss Wang was sitting in the lower head with her back without saying a word.

"Ah, Ye Juren, Ye Jieyuan, please ask." Although Wang Fang smiled on his face, Ye Chunqiu could still see that there was some bitterness behind his smile.

Ye Jing hurriedly said, "Okay, OK, I will treat it like a daughter."

Strange, my father seemed to be saying something to his wife, Ye Chunqiu immediately turned his eyes to Ye Jing, wondering if this father was treacherous or too kind.

Wang Fang hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no, clumsy girls are just rough people, just sending them at will, not delicate."

Only if you are not delicate can you be a ghost. Ye Jing and Ye Chunqiu are not blind. Such a tender lady has a skin on her hands that is shattered and petite and weak. She just sits sideways like this. If there is a gust of wind, Ye Chunqiu will doubt that she will be blown down. What can she do when she comes here?

Wang Fang said many polite words, and then said that he had something to leave and wanted to leave. Before leaving, he looked at his daughter and felt quite reluctant. In the end, he didn't know how determined he had made, so he turned around and left resolutely.

Ye Chunqiu clearly felt that although Miss Wang, who was sitting sideways, did not get up to see her off, her delicate body trembled slightly.

Why……

He is also a miserable person.

Ye Chunqiu was not born with a golden key in his arms. As a concubine, he was taken into a strange environment. The only thing that could comfort him was that he had a father who was indifferent to him. This Miss Wang...

Miss Wang finally took off her hat and showed her true face. She looked about fifteen years old. Her skin was fair and her face had not yet grown, but she was beautiful and had already become a beauty. She didn't dare to raise her beautiful eyes, but just stared at the embroidered shoes under her feet. Her voice was as low as a mosquito, but she said shyly: "I... my name is Wang Xizhi."

Wang Xizhi...

Ye Chunqiu and Ye Jing looked at each other, which was a bit familiar. Is this because Wang Fang was so educated that he admired the legendary master of calligraphy, or was he uneducated? I wonder who Wang Xizhi was, so I gave his daughter such a name?

Facing a daughter's house, in order to avoid embarrassment, Ye Jing and his son just comforted her for a few words and deliberately put her aside.

The more you talk to her, the more uneasy you will cause her, so the best way is to keep your mouth shut and let her slowly adapt to the environment here.

Therefore, Wang Xizhi just sat there. Seeing that Ye Jing and his son ignored her, they were not at a loss even though they were embarrassed.

The cook she brought had already cooked the meal in the evening. Wang Xizhi didn't dare to serve the table. Ye Jing asked her to serve the table, so she carefully owed to sit.

Only when she saw Ye Chunqiu swallowing and ate four bowls of rice, her tense and dared not relax at all was relieved, and she couldn't help looking at Ye Chunqiu curiously.

It’s hot summer, and people have finally come to Ningbo.

Ye Chunqiu once wrote a letter asking his uncle to bring a group of apprentices. Hangzhou is the provincial capital, and Tongjitang will sooner or later expand here. Although Ye Chunqiu is not a fan of money, he also urgently needs the foundation of his life. When his uncle arrived, he brought more than a dozen female apprentices. Ye Chunqiu finally knew that he had something to do.

Tongjitang, he is not worried for the time being, just slowly expand and accumulate reputation, but Ye Chunqiu urgently needs to develop Tongji Women's Hall, or in other words, he wants to make a lot of money from the women's market.

Of course, he was just hiding behind the scenes, so Mr. Jie Yuan could not do business.

When the girls arrived, Ye Chunqiu saw Maggie who was so familiar that she could not be more familiar with her, and her long-lost smile appeared on her face.

"Oh, young master, is this where you live? It's very good here. I also saw Xizi Lake."

"Stand up, don't walk around, don't move the young master's things." Maggie Cheung had a leader's demeanor in front of the girls. After all, Professor Zeng and others were half a master in studying, and she was also more hot and very binding.

When Ye Chunqiu and the girls were in the courtyard, Wang Xizhi leaned against the door and looked at him secretly, and felt even more curious.

However, if they had known that they were coming, Ye Chunqiu would have rented a place for them. It was just a while since he was lively, so he asked his uncle to lead someone to the rented place. The courtyard was now deserted.

In the past few days, Ye Chunqiu has been looking for a house, or a large house, which covers at least several acres of land, so it is best to be quieter.

I just left a few stores but was not very satisfied. Occasionally, some large mansions were mostly too high or in a downtown area.

Ye Chunqiu had no choice but to ask Chen Rong for help. Chen Rong had to contact students every day in the poetry club. Recently, he had a lot of fun with students in Hangzhou. Maybe he could ask someone to inquire. Finally, after news came out these days, Chen Rong gave Ye Chunqiu an address and asked Ye Chunqiu to come to check it out.

Since Wang Xizhi came, Ye Chunqiu's life has become more regular. At first, she was very reserved, and slowly began to do things within her ability to help clean the house, but she still didn't dare to speak easily. Ye Chunqiu at most just explained something to her, let her be careful, close the doors and windows and so on and go out.

In order to rent a big mansion, Ye Chunqiu is now searching on the street every day and has talked about several houses, but he has a crush on a villa on the shore of Xizi Lake. It is very quiet here. Because it is a little distance from the downtown area of ​​Hangzhou, it occupies a large area and is quite cheap.

The main building is three lofts, and there are more than 30 houses, covering an area of ​​more than ten acres. This place should have been the house of a wealthy businessman, but I don’t know what happened, so I was eager to rent it out. The furnishings inside were already a bit outdated, and the courtyard and back garden also needed to be trimmed. The monthly rent is twenty-five taels. In a year, it is nearly three hundred silver patterns. Three hundred silver patterns are enough to buy a very good house in Ningbo. However, this is Hangzhou, and the scale is huge and extraordinary. Ye Chunqiu is willing to accept it.
Chapter completed!