Fang Zheng is not a dull person, so how could he not notice Miss Zhou’s obscure gaze?

Since he had already recognized his wife in his heart, he would naturally not provoke other girls. When talking about Feng Qing, Fang Zheng's soft gaze fell on her face, and anyone could see the affection in it, "I have been married to her for a few days."

There was no intention of opening another word afterwards.

Miss Zhou was pouring tea for the two of them. When she heard this, her hands shook and the hot tea water sprinkled on her skirt, "Yes, sorry, Brother Fang, you guys sit down first. I have something to do, so I'll do it first."

There was no such thing as emotional matters, but Miss Zhou was heartbroken, but she was not soft-hearted. Looking at Fang Zheng with a calm face, Feng Qing smirked, and under the table, she stretched out her feet and hooked Fang Zheng's legs.

When Fang Zheng saw it, Feng Qing spoke seriously: "Mr., you performed well today. I'll treat you to two bowls of beef noodles. What else do you want? Don't be polite to me."

He pinched her soft cheeks with amusedness, and Fang Zheng said, "Then I'm welcome to be a husband."

The beef noodles came up quickly. Aunt Fan rubbed her hands and said to the two: "How about you taste it? Your uncle Zhou has been thinking about it for several months. Try it quickly. Is it suitable for your taste?"

Before she could speak, a smell of sauce and meat came to her face. Feng Qing's greed was hooked out. She swallowed secretly and looked at Fang Zheng with a long eye.

"Aunt Fan, I smell this side, and it must be better than before. Please cut half a pound of us. I want to take it back for my family to taste it." Fang Zheng finished speaking, looking at Feng Qing, "Does your wife think it's good?"

"Okay." Feng Qing slapped her forehead. She actually forgot to take some back. "My husband is more thoughtful. Aunt Fan, cut a pound. There are many people in her family."

After cutting too much, my mother said that she spent money randomly.

"Okay." Aunt Fan sighed while walking back. Unexpectedly, seeing the gentle and gentle Young Master Fang loves his wife so much, her Xiaoyi has no hope. Forget it, she should give up this time.

Feng Qing had never eaten beef sauce. At that time, she thought the beef sauce tasted so good. The ingredients were all permeated into the beef. She couldn't stop eating it after taking a bite. Until now, she swallowed her first bite and believed in a word. Without comparison, there was no harm.

Who said that in ancient times, there were so few ingredients that could not make delicious food?

They have the most natural beef, the most rustic ingredients, and Uncle Zhou’s exclusive secret recipe. Unlike the beef sauce from later generations, they have more flavors of sauce. Now, when you take a bite, the beef is beef, the sauce is sauce, and the aroma of the meat is mixed with the aroma of sauce. Feng Qing wanted to swallow it with his tongue. She smiled and said, "Mr., I think I can eat two bowls."

Feng Qing finally overestimated his stomach's ability to withstand it. He couldn't eat two bowls, so she and Fang Zheng shared the second bowl.

The two of them ate three bowls of beef noodles with side dishes on the table.

For the first time, Feng Qing was on a chair without any image, "My husband, let's come here to eat in the future."

After saying that, thinking of Miss Zhou’s thoughts, she shook her head, “It’s better to be good.”

Fang Zheng moved the chair to Feng Qing, reached out, carefully rubbed her stomach, and replied, "If you want to eat, let your elder brother or second brother come and buy it."

Feng Qing sighed again, Fang Zheng is such a good man.

Being missed by other women is not complacent, but instead puts her feelings first in everything. Let me ask, how many people in this world can do it?

She held Fang Zheng's other hand and smiled particularly brightly. She nodded, "Is my husband smart?"

After resting for half a minute, the two of them got up and prepared to pay the money.

When Aunt Fan saw Fang Zheng take out his wallet, she waved her hand quickly, "Young Master Fang, don't be polite to us. You helped us so much. It's considered that we saved the lives of our family of three. How can I take your money? Put it away quickly."

"Aunt Fan, you are a small business, so how can you not charge money?" Before leaving the embroidery shop, Fang Zheng specially exchanged the broken silver with Shopkeeper Qi. He simply put two taels of silver on the counter, took the beef that had been packaged from Aunt Fan, and nodded to Aunt Fan, "Then please tell Aunt Fan and Uncle Zhou, and we'll leave first."

"Hey, you said that every time you come here, you have been charged you a lot of money every time." Aunt Fan knew Fang Zheng's temperament and was not easy to refuse, for fear that Fang Zheng would be embarrassed to come again next time.

"Old woman, where is Mr. Fang?" Fang Zheng and the others left for a long time. Then Old Man Zhou hurried out and ran to the backyard, while explaining loudly, "Mr. Fang, the stove is too busy."

"Huh" Old Man Zhou looked at Miss Zhou who was cleaning the table, "Xiaoyi, why don't you leave Mr. Fang to sit for a while?"

Miss Zhou hurriedly wiped the corners of her wet eyes without making any noise.

"What's wrong?" After reminding his old woman, Old Man Zhou also knew his daughter's thoughts. He didn't see clearly like Aunt Fan. Old Man Zhou felt that his daughter was not bad and virtuous. If he had matched her, Mr. Fang would have become his son-in-law.

Seeing that Miss Zhou was trembling all over, Aunt Fan pulled the old man Zhou who was still about to speak and explained in a low voice.

"What a pity." Old Man Zhou sighed, "I don't know who has such a great fortune."

"Old man, don't be with Xiaoyi and Mr. Fang in the future." Aunt Fan gave him a blank look and reminded him.

Old Man Zhou wiped his face, "I know, even if I look down on Mr. Fang, I don't want Xiaoyi to be a little boy for others."

Aunt Fan opened her mouth and wanted to say that Mr. Fang didn't like Xiaoyi. She swallowed it again when she said that. No matter what, as long as the old man and Xiaoyi could rest.

The flowers bloom and the stems each show one branch.

On this side, Feng Qing had already pulled Fang Zheng to the cloth shop.

Fang Zhengtong only had two sets of clothes, and they were all washed white, so he probably didn't keep warm.

No matter how Fang Zheng refused, Feng Qing was determined to make two new sets of clothes for Fang Zheng. Helplessly, Fang Zheng had to rub her head and said, "My wife and I will do it one by one. If I don't want to, then I won't do it."

Just as she felt sorry for Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng was also thinking about her. Feng Qing turned her head and thought, this time she would do one thing for her husband next time.

Thinking of this, Feng Qing did not refuse.

She had seen all kinds of men wearing long gowns on the street. Feng Qing knew that if Fang Zheng changed into similar clothes and stood among them, he would definitely stand out.

"My wife helps me choose"

"My husband helps me choose"

Both spoke almost at the same time.

Then they looked at each other and smiled.

"Actually, I want to see my husband wearing red. I didn't look carefully on the day of getting married. I guess my husband must be very handsome when he wears it." Feng Qing teased.

"The same is true for a husband."

As if thinking of the scene when the two of them were wearing big red clothes at the same time, Feng Qing smiled sternly, "Mom must be talking about it again."

Fang Zheng pinched her hand and chuckled.

In the end, Feng Qing chose bamboo green fabric for Fang Zheng, and Fang Zheng chose light green for her, "My wife has a fair skin and looks good in this."

After paying the money, the two of them went out with the fabric.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Feng Qingbing heard a sneer, "Yeah, isn't this Mr. Fang San?"
Chapter completed!