A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

Chapter 270 Xiaomi, you’ve really fallen into good fortune!



Chapter 270 Xiaomi, you’ve really fallen into good fortune!

Lin Dashan was unhappy. His father was so arrogant. What was wrong with him going out to greet his granddaughter when she came home?

Thanks to his daughter for thinking of him and bringing him so many good things.

The rich wife lowered her head with her child, looking at the glamorous Lin Xiaomi. She was not envious, but she envied the prince's consideration for Lin Xiaomi despite his high position. When she got off the carriage just now, she saw that the prince wanted to support her. After getting off the carriage, he took the initiative to wait for her. These small details show that the man treats her very well on weekdays.

Then she looked at her husband who was far away from her, and she felt bitter. This man was heartless. No, this man was more than heartless, he was a devil. She had thought of divorce many times, but when she saw her two young daughters, she gave up the idea.

Fu Qiang's wife looked at Lin Xiaomi and lowered her eyes. Perhaps, this time, she could do something.

When I walked into the main room, it was very warm.

When Mrs. Song and her daughter-in-law heard the news, they lit several braziers.

As soon as Lin Xiaomi and Xiao Ran entered the room, they dazzled the two old people's eyes. How could their clothes be so bright?

After entering the house, the maid took the initiative to help Lin Xiaomi take off her cloak, revealing a light blue cotton jacket embroidered with plum blossoms and a lilac long skirt underneath.

The servant also stepped forward to help Xiao Ran take off his clothes. The two old people lost their previous momentum because of this scene. Especially Mrs. Li, she didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Ran and Xiaomi standing in the middle of the hall.

How come these two have become so arrogant after not seeing each other for a while? Are they still so majestic? Or did they suppress their dignity before and not show it in front of them?

Yang nudged Lin Dahai and nodded, signaling him to watch quickly. She had said before that they lived a life where they just needed to talk, and the man even said that she was mentally ill and had watched too many plays.

Now, isn't this the live version? It's so real, Xiaomi, you've really fallen into a lucky nest! No wonder Taohua refused to agree to this marriage after another. She didn't want to either. What's the use of being a little rich? This is what life is all about.

Yang's eyes were full of envy, and his gaze was glued to Lin Xiaomi.

"Grandpa, grandma! Your granddaughter greets you two!" As she said this, she bent down slightly and bowed.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Hurry and sit down!"

Old Mrs. Li also forgot that she wanted them to kneel down just now. It’s not that she forgot, but she didn’t dare to think about it again.

"When did you come back?"

"I just arrived yesterday afternoon, and I was so exhausted that I didn't come. But now I'm here just after getting up today. Grandpa, are you feeling well?"

"That's it. When you get old, you can't stand the cold. You feel pain here and there." The old man was telling the truth. He felt that he was getting more and more afraid of winter. This winter, except for going to his second brother's house, he rarely went out because he couldn't stand the cold.

"Then stay at home and take good care of yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, call a doctor. Don't just endure it yourself."

"Ai!"

Lin Dashan and Wang looked at their daughter. This girl was really good at talking to save face. In the past, she was too lazy to deal with the people in the old house. After the separation, she rarely came back.

Xiao Ran also found it interesting. His wife really didn't give anyone a reason to say anything!

"Grandpa, I made two new sets of cotton-padded jackets and trousers for you. They are made of brocade and are filled with new cotton. They should be warm to wear." As he said this, he asked Xi Que to hand him the clothes.

Old man Lin's face was wrinkled with wrinkles as he smiled, "Xiaomi has always been filial. This dress looks warm."

"As long as you like it. I also brought a lot of snacks from the city. I'll bring you whatever you like next time."

"well!"

Old Mrs. Li came to her senses and felt very upset. She gave clothes and food but not money. She was just like her eldest son. But the old man was a fool and was fooled by her sweet words.

The Crown Prince's wife gave him a small gift of silver. How could she give less? What was the use of these clothes and food? Things were different now, and she didn't even dare to sell them.

"Xiaomi, how long will you stay this time?" She glanced at Xiao Ran. It was the end of the year and the Marquis' Mansion must be busy. As a new bride, she must go back to help.

"Twenty-five back."

There is nothing to hide. There are so many living people, who can you fool?

so long?

Wouldn't it be possible to celebrate the New Year directly if we go back?

"Is the Marquis' Mansion busy enough to come over?" Old Mrs. Li asked in a muffled voice, touching the fabric.

"There are enough people at home, and the people below can take care of the trivial matters during the New Year. We don't need any help." Xiao Ran said. Are you kidding? Does the family want his wife to prepare meals during the New Year or go to the street to buy New Year's goods every day? Is there anything they need to do?

Old Mrs. Li was speechless and sat in a chair sulking alone.

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