Chapter 263 The girl is fifteen this year
Seeing the dishes on the table, Young Master Zhu understood somewhat. As Gu Fei said, this pepper can be put in almost any dish as long as you like it to enhance the flavor.
Zhu Ershao took a few bites, but he looked at Gu Fei with admiration. He nodded to Gu Fei carelessly, "The little girl is good at her craftsmanship."
The corners of Gu Fei's mouth twitched. This Second Young Master Zhu was only a few years older than her, so he acted like her elder.
After eating for a while, Second Young Master Zhu waved to Uncle Awang who was sitting over there, "Let's sing a song and listen."
Aunt Ye is not feeling well today and did not come at home. The one who came was her fifteen-year-old daughter Yingying.
Yingying is slender, wearing a cross-collar skirt with blue background and white flowers, and a blue belt tied around her waist. She has a fair face and thin eyebrows and eyes.
Uncle Awang started playing the pipa, and when Yingying opened her voice, it immediately made people's heads tingle.
Her voice is ethereal and clean. When she reaches the high notes, it is really as high as a mountain. You think she can't sing anymore, but she turns a corner and goes up again, with nine twists and turns.
After singing the song, Gu Fei couldn't help but slap her. She was so busy every time she was eating that she never noticed that Yingying sang so beautifully.
Second Young Master Zhu was also very satisfied and waved, "You sang well, come here and I will give you some money."
Yingying came over and looked at Zhu Ershao. Zhu Ershao took the silver and threw it in her hand. She stared at Yingying for a while and suddenly smiled, "I am suddenly very interested in poetry at this time. I will recite poetry." a."
He put down his chopsticks, picked up the folding fan and shook it away, shaking his head: "Girl, this is the fifteenth year of the year -"
“The two buns are not yet full—”
Gu Fei's eyes widened and he quickly turned his head, spitting out a mouthful of rice in his mouth.
Mr. Zhou threw his chopsticks away, slapped the table and laughed wildly, "Hahaha, what a poem, what a poem -"
Sister Dan covered her mouth and her shoulders shook wildly.
The corners of Young Master Zhu's mouth twitched. His cousin had been in school for a few days and had learned nothing else. He only liked to recite a few crooked poems.
Yingying’s face turned red, but she couldn’t leave before she got the money.
This is not the first time she has come out to sing. Her parents have also told her at home that if she goes out to sing to make a living, she must not lose her face.
The guest makes a few jokes, but as long as he doesn't move a finger, it's no big deal.
Although Yingying was ashamed and angry, she just stood there in silence with her head bowed.
After Zhu Ershao read these two sentences, he tossed the silver in his hand and Yingying took it, turned around and ran away.
Gu Fei finished laughing and looked at the second young master Zhu. There was no **** in his eyes, and he understood that this man was like the naughty boy in the class in his previous life. He liked to take advantage of his words, but he didn't have any bad intentions. .
After laughing for a while, Gu Fei asked Mr. Zhou: "Brother Zhou, do you know what the process of changing household registration is? My family wants to move all their household registrations here."
Mr. Zhou glanced at her and said, "Relocate your household registration? It's time to move here. After the autumn harvest, it's time to collect taxes. If you don't transfer here, you'll be in trouble."
Young Master Zhu had long heard from Mr. Zhou that the prince had supported Gu Fei that day. Now he wanted to make good friends with Gu Fei. He hurriedly said: "This is not difficult. I have people I know in the yamen. Please give me your household registration." I can do it in one day.”
Gu Fei smiled sheepishly: "Young Master, there are quite a few people in my family who want to transfer their household registrations. My uncle, aunts, uncles and several other families have to transfer."
“I’m afraid it won’t be easy to do.”
(End of this chapter)