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Chapter 230

Su Manrong said that she could not escape this disaster and was just joking with Xiao Chengxian. How could she give in to everyone in the Xiao family so quickly?

When she said these words, she had a calm smile on her face, but the next second she was knocked on the head by Xiao Chengxian without warning.

It would be okay if it hurt... But she felt that Xiao Chengxian's hands were gentle, and the inch of skin he touched seemed to be burned.

I still remember that during her adolescence, when she was collecting homework from the class representative, she accidentally touched the slender fingers of the classmate, and she felt as if her fingers were being burned by fire...

For many days afterwards, she would look at her fingers that had been touched by grass and giggle.

Even when I couldn't sleep at night, I would fantasize about her and Ban Cao falling in love and sleeping together...

Damn it! This feeling that has been dormant for more than twenty years has been found in Xiao Chengxian!

She instantly became panicked, not daring to look at Xiao Chengxian's smiling face, and quickly looked at her legs, rubbing them heavily.

Xiao Chengxian didn't notice anything unusual about Su Manrong. He saw that she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to argue with him, so she quickly stood up and walked outside.

When Su Manrong saw him walking away, she breathed a sigh of relief and patted her leg muscles distractedly.

She absolutely cannot allow this terrible thing to continue to spread endlessly...

The wooden door of the east wing was opened, Zhao Yuhe caressed his flat belly, glanced condescendingly, then said with a thoughtful smile: "Aunt Du, the old lady is kind and doesn't want anything to happen to the Xiao family bloodline.

.A group of you come to the wing and spend the night together."

This afternoon, she dragged her tired body along with the team, and the soles of her feet were covered with calluses. The suffering she suffered was all due to Su Manrong...

So she took the initiative to lure Su Manrong to the side room so that she could kill her at night.

"Thank you, old lady. However, the two children wake up a lot at night and may disturb the old lady. Let's live in the hall." Aunt Du didn't wait for Su Manrong to speak, then she stood up and blessed herself. Although her attitude was humble, her tone was

Very tough.

Zhao Yuhe did not expect that Aunt Du, who had always been submissive, would dare to refute her words in public!

"Ms. Du, I am complimenting you by calling you aunt. The old lady treats you leniently because of your bloodline in the Xiao family. Don't be shameless."

"What? The old lady thought that no one in Rong Mansion would be her groom, so she decided to move to our room?" Su Manrong took off the shoes and socks of the two children, let them step on the mattress and move around freely, and looked at them casually.

Zhao Yuhe said: "Since we have all been expelled from the family tree, whether we live or die has nothing to do with the old lady.

The life and death of the old lady and you and everyone in Xiao Mansion naturally have nothing to do with us, so everyone should put away their hypocrisy and rest."

"Ms. Su, remember what you said today. When you are out of food, don't come and cause trouble for the old lady by crying." Seeing that the plan failed, Zhao Yuhe glared at Su Manrong angrily and closed the wing tightly.

's door.

At this time, the sun had not yet set and the two children had just woken up. Su Manrong asked Aunt Du and Xiao Chengxiao to accompany the two children and learn to walk on the mattress.

She took the mind map she had prepared and gave it to two officials who wrote it carefully, and gave them some pointers.

"Master Jun, I personally think that prison uniforms can also be modified to save a certain amount of cost." Su Manrong said and took out another drawing with a bib with the same word "prison" on it.

"When prisoners are escorted to prison, they must be wearing undershirts. Just put on a bib with the word "prison" printed on it, which can save a lot of fabric for prison uniforms."

The two officials were of the same type as Su Manrong, and they both had the gene for involution hidden in their bones. So when they met capable people and strangers, they seized the opportunity to climb high.

"Master, what you said makes sense. These prison uniforms have not been changed for decades, and the main reason is because they cost a lot. If we can save a lot of costs, we can also change the atmosphere of the prison."

"There is also the restraint law proposed by Master, which is also very feasible. If parents are imprisoned, it will affect their sons' entry into officialdom, which will definitely reduce crime."

Su Manrong raised her lips and smiled. She just transferred the laws of later generations, which must withstand scrutiny and the test of time.

"Master Jun, then I won't disturb you two from reviewing your homework. I will return these scissors later."

Su Manrong quickly returned to the hall with the scissors borrowed by the official from the inn.

The clothes of the ancients, even summer clothes, were made of three or four layers inside and outside. Not to mention the stuffy heat, they were long and wide, making them extremely uncomfortable to wear.

The few times she went to the toilet, she was so exhausted that she was sweating profusely just by wearing trousers and a skirt to hold her lower body in place. How could she have any extra time to enter the space to rest?

She made a lot of cuts and changed the complicated and multi-layered top into a Republic of China top with a partial lapel.

Throw away the wrap skirt on the lower body and transform the trousers into elastic waist harem pants.

"Fifth sister-in-law, let me sew for you. I think you are not very proficient in female sewing." Xiao Chengxiao looked at Su Manrong sewing the clothes stitch by stitch, walked forward with a smile, took the cloth and connected it a few times.

needle, and then started to pull the thread.

"So that's it." Su Manrong smiled and studied seriously.

She has a strong thinking ability. When she thinks of a partial-breasted top, a picture immediately forms in her mind, so it takes no effort to cut it.

However, this kind of delicate manual work has long been replaced by sewing machines in later generations...

"Then Cheng Xiao, I'll bother you with these clothes. I'll go out and get some fresh air." Su Manrong looked at the two children who were learning to walk and tripped over the mattress again and again, so she waved to them and walked out quickly.

I found a deserted place to enter the space and purchased nine folding floor mats. There are no modern patterns on these floor mats. They are just mats with a layer of fluff adhered to them. They are dark gray and not very ostentatious.

When she came out of the space, she heard the sound of a carriage in front of the inn door. She poked her head and looked outside, and saw the escort team hanging with the flag of the Longmen Escort Bureau.

"Su Shangshu is really cunning and cunning. He actually hid so much property in his hometown?"

Su Manrong silently counted, there were ten escort cars and thirty large boxes... plus the finances in the Su Mansion's warehouse, this was at least half the national treasury, right?

"looking at what?"

Xiao Chengxian followed her example and looked forward. When he saw that she was mumbling seriously, he suddenly spoke and was startled.

"s.b"

The mat in Su Manrong's hand was thrown far away, and she was so frightened that she clutched her chest and burst into tears.

"Aisi Pen? What does it mean?" Xiao Chengxian kindly walked over to pick up the fallen mat for her, and asked in confusion.
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