Zhao yun'er is not bad. The one next to him is shiziye, better than Mr. Meng.

"Ah, Lao Zhao's tomb is smoking, we envy it!"

"No matter how hard we work, how hard we try and how lucky we are, we are not as good as our ancestors."

"Lao Zhao's family is not a general happy event, but some big happy events.

I don't want to talk about the marriage of several children in my family. I heard that the grandson of old Zhao went to the capital for further study this year. I'm sure that I can get an official title when I come back! "

"Tut Tut, where can a high-ranking official come from all over the country? The people of Lao Zhao's family are really amazing! "

"Yes! Yeah! It's a pity that we can't think of it! I can only ask Mr. Feng Shui to come and have a look at his family's ancestral grave, and see if he can come here one by one like Lao Zhao's! "

"If you don't tell me, I can't think of it. I have to ask Mr. Feng Shui to have a look. Since my father was buried, my family has been in bad luck. Let's see if we can get better luck by straightening out our ancestral graves."

"That's for sure. Hurry up. It can't be delayed!"

"Mm-hmm! I got it. I got it! Tomorrow, I'll find out where I can get Mr. Feng Shui. "

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In the courtyard of Lao Zhao's family, the people who came to eat the wedding banquet sat together and chattered about it, making things extremely mysterious.

However, rural people are superstitious and think that these stories are very reasonable. Otherwise, they can't think of any reason. How could the Zhao family suddenly transfer.

With so many happy events in a year, it's estimated that no one can be found in all parts of the country.

In Zhao Xinhui's room, Zhao Xinhui dressed herself in the mirror.

After putting on rouge, water powder, jewelry and Zhao pinger's clothes, Zhao Xinhui is more gorgeous than usual. She looks delicate and charming, and looks like a great beauty.

Don't say the man looked at it, the woman in the room saw, the head can't help but sigh.

In particular, Zhao Xinhui is not comfortable in her heart.

Especially Li Cuiying and Zhao Jinger.

At first, Zhao Jinger and Zheng Gongzi had a marriage. It was very good that they had given him such conditions. However, compared with Zhao Xinhui, it was insignificant.

After all, Mr. Meng's family is much better than Mr. Zheng's.

Zhao jing'er thinks that her sister-in-law is older than him. She can't marry such a big girl. She should marry a poor girl. Who knows Zhao Xinhui's life is so good.

Looking at Zhao Xinhui's gorgeous dress, she has a gold bracelet on her hand, a gold hairpin on her head, and a round and large pearl hanging around her neck, which makes her feel more jealous.

Mr. Zheng gave it to her, but there was no such good thing.

Why does her sister-in-law marry better than her?

Li Cuiying stood on one side, rolling her eyes. "Dressed up in a fancy way, isn't it seducing like a fox spirit?"

Zhao Jinger pokes Li Cuiying and nags in her ear, "Niang, keep your voice down. Don't let my sister-in-law hear you!"

Li Cuiying didn't like it. "I heard it when I heard it. It's nothing to be afraid of. Anyway, I'm telling the truth, but I'm not talking nonsense!"

Zhao Jinger sighed.

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