There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Chapter 335: , Birthday Banquet

  Chapter 335, Birthday Banquet

   "Girl, Madam asked me to send you an invitation."

  The rice flower is burning incense. There are many mosquitoes in the summer. If you don’t smoke the incense, the mosquitoes can annoy people to death. Seeing Pingtong coming over with the invitation, his face was surprised: "Whose invitation?"

   Pingtong smiled: "It's the little prince's."

   Daohua took the post, opened it, and saw that Xiao Yeyang invited her to attend his birthday banquet on the first day of June.

   "Why did I forget about this? It will be the first day of June."

  While speaking, he looked at the address written on the invitation and said in surprise, "It was actually held in Ningmen Mansion!"

   Pingtong smiled and said: "Isn't it? The lady said that fortunately it is in Ningmen Mansion. If it is elsewhere, I will have to toss again."

   Daohua agrees: "Isn't it?"

After Pingtong left, Daohua began to think.

  What gift should Xiao Yeyang prepare?

  After a while, Daohua suddenly thought of something, and a scowling smile appeared on her face.

  Or just make a pig's head cake, the big one.

  After flying the kite last time at the Flower Temple Fair, she knew Xiao Yeyang’s zodiac sign, and she was just right to give him a pig’s head cake.

  In a blink of an eye, it’s May 30th.

  In the afternoon, Mrs. Zhou brought Zhou Jingwan to Yan's house.

   "Jingwan, why are you here?"

   "Yan Yiyi, do you not welcome me?"

   "Ms. Zhou came here, and the small courtyard is full of brilliance."

  After Zhou Jingwan met the old lady Yan and Mrs. Li, Daohua took her to her yard.

  Zhou Jingwan looked at Daohua’s yard curiously, and said with a smile: "Yiyi, your yard is better than the backyard of Zhouya, spacious and delicate."

   Daohua smiled and said, "If you feel good, then stay here for a few more days."

  Zhou Jingwan nodded quickly: "Okay, I can't ask for it."

  The two entered the room. Zhou Jingwan saw the Rengui mat on the floor, and immediately jumped on it: "Yiyi, where did you get this mat, and get me a collar."

   "You don't know how sad this summer I am, and I often get too hot to sleep. If you want to use more ice, my mother doesn't allow me to say anything bad for my health."

Daohua shrugged: "I may not be able to help you. This summer mat was given by Xiao Yeyang. It was originally intended for my grandmother to use, but my grandmother thought it was too tender, and my mother didn't want to use it. It's cheaper for me."

  Zhou Jingwan said ‘ah’: "Little Prince is too partial, and I know him well, but he has any good things to send only to you."

  After finishing speaking, he rolled a few times on the mat, then sat up, looked at Daohua and said.

  "You know, this mat is very rare. My grandfather has one, and it is a reward from the emperor, but it’s been some years since I fell asleep comfortably without you."

  Daohua is not very surprising. The things Xiao Yeyang sent are almost all good ones: "I don't know this."

   Zhou Jing gave her a white look: "What do you know, I took a look at your house, but there are many good things, there are several sets of famous kilns, and they are almost catching up with my grandfather's collection."

   "How can you say it is such an exaggeration!" Daohua smiled and shook her head, and then looked around her house. She likes a wide view and doesn't put many items on it. Most of the things she put on it are what she likes.

   However, let alone, most of them were really given by Xiao Yeyang.

   "I don't know much about these."

  For example, Ding kiln, Ru kiln, etc., others can recognize at a glance, but she is stupid and confused. When choosing, it is entirely based on feelings, which one looks good and which one to put.

  Zhou Jingwan: "You, I just don't care about this." After speaking, he paused, and curiously said, "Have you seen the cousin of Little Prince?"

   Daohua: "You mean Jiang Wanying?"

  Zhou Jingwan nodded.

   Daohua's expression faded a little: "I have seen it, I saw it when I went to the provincial government for the Dragon Boat Festival last time."

  Zhou Jingwan: "What do you think of her?"

   Daohua thought for a while: "She looks pretty good, but her body seems a little bad."

  Zhou Jingwan smiled: "She is a well-known disease in the capital, she can't touch her. If you meet her in the future, stay as far away as possible and don't rely on you for anything."

   Daohua immediately said: "I must be far away from this kind of person. Besides, I live in Ningmen Mansion, and she lives in the provincial government, and I can't meet her."

  Zhou Jingwan: "That said, but what if? She is the cousin of the little prince, this time the little prince is celebrating her birthday, can she not come?"

  Thinking about it, Daohua thinks too: "Don't worry, I will stay away from her."

  On the first day of June, Mrs. Li took the four Daohua sisters, as well as Mrs. Zhou and Zhou Jingwan who had come to stay overnight, to Governor Guo’s other courtyard in Ningmen Mansion.

  The Bieyuan is located in the county near Ningmenguan, and the destination will be reached in less than an hour.

  Dong Yuanyao, Su Shiyu and others have arrived. After Daohua and Zhou Jingwan had seen the ladies of the family, they ran to look for them.

   "I thought you would live in my house!"

   Daohua smiled and said to Dong Yuanyao.

Dong Yuanyao: "I think too, but my mother and Aunt Su have made an appointment. They came by boat early this morning, and I still feel dizzy. I don't know what the little prince thinks. The birthday is here. Is it not good for the provincial government to organize it? I have to go to Ningmen House."

   Daohua: ". It should be because Governor Guo is here."

After   , several people talked about other things.

   After a while, Zhou Jingwan was a little bored, looking at the empty stage and muttering: "The stage is all set up, why is no one going up to sing?"

  Dong Yuanyao curled her lips: "Because there are nobles who have not arrived."

   Daohua looked over and asked in a low voice, "You mean the Jiang family?"

  Dong Yuanyao had some resentment in her tone: "Apart from them, who else has such a big style?" Seeing Daohua and Zhou Jingwan both looking at them, they whispered.

   "You don't know that during this time, as long as someone in the provincial government holds a banquet, Jiang's family is the last to appear. In order to please Mrs. Jiang, they must wait for her to order a play."

   Daohua and Zhou Jingwan glanced at each other, both with a grateful look.

  Fortunately, their family is not in the provincial capital, so there is no need to interact with such people.

   Just then, there was a commotion from the crowd.

  Dong Yuanyao said directly: "Ms. Jiang must have arrived with Jiang Wanying."

  Daohua several people turned their heads and looked at them. Sure enough, it was indeed Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying who had arrived. It was just something that surprised them that Xiao Yeyang actually followed them.

  After Xiao Yeyang sent Madam Jiang and Jiang Wanying to the female family, he immediately turned and left. Before leaving, he searched the crowd for a while, and his gaze stayed on the familiar green figure for a while before moving away.

  "Yeyang, this kid, is too careful. Knowing that his cousin is weak, he went to pick us up early in the morning. After Xi Hanwenwen warmed up most of the day, he delayed some time, making everyone wait a long time."

As soon as Mrs. Jiang came, she smiled and said this to the female relatives present.

  The ladies of each family are all human beings, and you can immediately understand the hidden meaning of Mrs. Jiang's words.

  "How long did it take to come to Zhongzhou? I'm in a hurry to declare sovereignty?"

  Ms. Dong looked down upon Mrs. Jiang’s style very much, and sneered at Mrs. Li, Mrs. Zhou, and Mrs. Su.

  Mrs. Li smiled and said nothing.

  Some female relatives who wanted to curry favor with the Jiang family immediately answered: “I heard that Miss Jiang and the little prince grew up together in the Queen Mother Palace. Isn’t this a childhood sweetheart?”

  Ms. Jiang smiled without denying it.

   But Jiang Wanying lowered her head shyly.

  (End of this chapter)