At this time, it was late autumn, and the lush tall trees in the courtyard had begun to leave leaves, but the pink hibiscus in the courtyard was in full bloom.

The big flowers in the bowl are piled up in a cluster, which makes people feel happy at a glance.

Feeling a little tired, Jiang Wan sat down at the stone table under the hibiscus. She printed the sweat on her forehead with the handkerchief handed by lilac. After clearing her hand, she took the date tea from Xiayi's hand and tasted it carefully.

After a while, the woman guarding the door of the courtyard led a young man in a business uniform with a small log box in her hand.

Seeing his clean and refreshing appearance, Jiang Wan could not help nodding in his heart. Seeing him again, he looked at his nose and nose, and felt that he knew the rules.

"Villain Hu fan, on the order of the little Pavilion leader, has come to give his wife some small things to play with." As he spoke, Hu fan bowed and raised the small wooden box over his head.

Jiang Wan did not make a sound, but sat and looked at the people in front of her.

His hands were white and clean, his fingernails were neatly trimmed, his hair was in a bun, and his clothes were clean.

The whole person is refreshing and comfortable.

Moreover, Jiang Wan found that Hu fan, who was 17 or 18 years old, didn't look like Hu Baoshan. He was more like his mother, fan.

This is the so-called "son Xiao mother"!

Jiang Wan turns back with a smile, winks at the clove behind her, and signals her to go forward to pick up the wooden box in Hu fan's hand. She also takes the opportunity to observe the reaction of a handful of cloves to Hu fan.

Although the look of clove is as usual, but the ears are slightly red.

Jiang wankan didn't say anything in her eyes.

She quietly took the wooden box from clove's hand, only to find that it was a small wooden box made of camphor wood.

The box is exquisitely made. The pattern on the top of the box is still hollowed out. Through the first layer of flower and bird pattern, you can see the second layer of pattern.

Camphor wood is not precious, but the craftsmanship of the wood carving makes Jiang Wan feel a little surprised, but he just doesn't know what is in the box?

With a trace of curiosity, Jiang Wan gently opened the box, and a fragrance of camphor wood came from the shop.

I saw a pair of woodcarving boy and girl painted with color paint in the box.

Hu fan is right. It's really a small object for people to play with.

Jiang Wan smiles and takes the boy and girl out of the wooden box. Then she finds that the boy and girl are embedded in a thin board.

The little boy combed a corner on his head, dressed in a red coat, was cautiously lighting a firefight with his feet in mind, while the little girl in a green coat covered her ears and hid behind the little boy. Their eyebrows and eyes were vividly depicted and very lovely.

Jiang Wanmei's eyes curved and held the boy and girl in her palm. Now she's pregnant, she especially likes these cute little dolls.

She took the carved figures in her hands and tossed them twice, only to find that the body of the boy and girl would move forward and backward according to the angle of their palms, which perfectly imitated the child's attitude of wanting to get close and being afraid when he was shooting.

What an interesting object! Jiang Wan likes it even more.

Seeing Jiang Wan's happy face, Hu fan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Jiang Wan put the boy and girl back into the Cinnamomum camphora box, and asked the clove to go back to the room and put away.

Clove slightly bent her knees, took the Cinnamomum camphora wooden box in Jiang Wan's hand, quietly looked at Hu fan when she turned around, then bowed her head and reluctantly went back to the room.

This time, not only Jiang Wan, but also Xia Yi found her strange.

Jiang Wan glanced at lilac's back, but said to Hu fan with a smile: "Hu is in charge of things with a heart."

Naturally, Hu fan could only modestly say "dare not, dare not". Seeing that Jiang Wan had no other orders, he asked himself to leave.

After Hu fan left, Jiang Wan sent others away, leaving Dingxiang alone to speak.

Jiang Wan see clove some unnatural standing there, head down, hands constantly rubbing the clothes on the body, obviously already know that he want to talk with her

What do you want.

She then smiles to let clove move a small Wu son to sit in front of him, and straight to the point with her said: "yesterday Hu manager asked someone to give me a voice, want to ask for you for his eldest son Hu fan."

Clove heard a tight heart, she did not make a sound, just lower the head, cheeks dyed a layer of red after drunk.

"But I didn't promise." Jiang Wan looked at lilac's little daughter and wanted to tease her.

Sure enough, clove looked up in a panic.

She looked at Jiang Wan with a puzzled face and wanted to ask "why", but her trembling lips could not speak, and the excited light in her eyes was slowly replaced by disappointment.

Clove realized that she was a servant girl, and a servant girl who signed the death contract.

Her weddings and funerals can only be arranged by the master's family!

She slowly lowered her head, tears of grievance gushed into her eyes, she almost did her best to prevent them from flowing down.

Looking at the lilac in front of her, Jiang Wan couldn't help feeling a little sad

I regret playing tricks on her.

With a smile, she took clove's hand and said, "you, Molly and Han's mother, we have the friendship of sharing weal and woe, so I will never promise you out easily because of other people's words."

Upon hearing this, clove looked up in surprise, with a crystal clear tear hanging from the corner of her eyes.

"I have to meet myself before I can make a decision." Jiang Wan gently reached out to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Madam..." at the moment, clove doesn't know what kind of emotion is wrapping herself. She can only stare at Jiang Wan, for fear that what she says from her mouth is not the answer she wants.

"So, I specially called Hu fan here today." Jiang Wanru Mu spring breeze of looking at clove, "I think, he is worthy of you!"

Clove still Lengleng Leng looking at Jiang Wan, a great sense of happiness in an instant poured into her heart, urgent. Almost let her breathe“ So I want to betroth you to him, OK? " Jiang Wan looked at her and asked with a smile.

"He is very good, treat me well, treat family well," at the moment of clove has no care what is reserved, she said a little flustered, "I have never been

I've never seen anyone who is as good-natured as he is, and I've never seen anyone who is as kind to everyone as he is... "

She tried her best to say good things about Hu fan to Jiang Wan, for fear that her wife would change her mind if she hesitated.