Zhang Yayou did not go back to Muxi Pavilion directly, but went to Changsun's yard. She ignored Changsun's cold face and insisted on staying for lunch.

Changsun was not used to her being so close to her. After all, Zhang Yayou was not only an ally of Mrs. Zhang, but also an enemy of her. She would rather get close to He than to be close to her, her own mother.

"The food here is fragrant," said Zhang Yayou.

Seeing that she was eating deliciously, Changsun put down his chopsticks and said, "You have no such appearance as a lady from a noble family."

Zhang Yayou smiled silly and looked cute. She picked up a chopstick of fish for Changsun, carefully peeled off all the bones, and said coquettishly: "Mother eats it too. For mother, I am still a child!"

Changsun was stunned for a moment, but the side of the mother smiled and said, "Madam, have you tried it. This saury looks very good today. The fourth girl is indeed a child."

As the dowry maid of Changsun, she has been following Changsun since she was a child. She knows Changsun’s mood, and also understands the knot of the mother and daughter, and even wants to help Changsun resolve this knot.

Changsun hesitated for a moment, and still gave Zhang Yayou the fish that he brought to the bowl to eat. Seeing this, Zhang Yayou smiled again, and talked about things in the school like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

After hearing her description, Changsun said lightly: "Zhenping, please use the materials sent from the shop a few days ago to make some clothes."

Although she did not name her name, Zhang Yayou heard it sincerely and felt warm in her heart. Although she had mentioned Zhang Ya's showing off her wealth, Changsun still wrote it down, so she thought about making new clothes for her, right? Then she said: "Mother, I don't want any clothes. Look, my skirt is still very new. As long as my mother smiles more, I feel very satisfied."

Jinping smiled and said, "Look, the fourth girl is really considerate."

Zhang Yayou smiled and said, "Mother, has my uncle sent me a message recently? Is he still in the farm?"

The uncle Zhang Yayou mentioned refers to Changsun's legitimate brother, who is more than ten years younger than Changsun. He was good at traveling when he was young and did not like the height of the temple. Instead, he fell in love with the world. He has never married and is romantic and has no wife, but he has many confidants. Every time he saw him when he was a child, his "aunt" was not the same person.

Changsun said: "It has been half a year since he has heard from him. He is a misty place. If he arrives in Zhuangzi, most of him will send people to the mansion to inform him. I don't know what he is now."

Zhang Yayou smiled and said, "Mother, why don't we go to the village? Maybe we can meet our uncle there."

Changsun said: "Let's talk about it later."

Jinping hurriedly added: "Mrs. I have been feeling uncomfortable these days, and I am worried about letting the girl go to the farm alone, and then make plans after a while. At the beginning of the month, the old lady said that she would go to the Prince An's Mansion to appreciate the osmanthus and calculate the days, which is what she has done in the past few days."

"Where is my mother uncomfortable? Is it important?" Zhang Yayou said with concern.

Changsun said lightly: "It's an old problem of headache if you don't worry."

Zhang Yayou knew that appreciation of osmanthus is just a name. This is the most popular social way in the Tang Dynasty. The major families in the capital were basically mixed, and those with relatives and relatives would naturally be invited. Girls and sons of the right age would basically be present.

It is said that it is a porridge appreciation, but it is like a blind date. The meaning of this is self-evident.

After lunch, Zhang Yayou ate a lot of cakes and cakes. Then she said goodbye to Changsun. She came out to see him off. Before leaving, she did not forget to tell her, "The fourth girl has been to Lanyueyuan for many years. The wife is very concerned about you. Recently, she heard that the girl has made progress in her studies, and she is happier than anyone else."

Speaking of enjoying osmanthus, Zhang Yayou thought of Zhang Yahui.

In the last life, Zhang Yahui was a victim of the fight between Mrs. Zhang and the Changsun mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. The candidates selected by both sides were not recognized by each other. Zhang Er, Zhang Yuqing, likes to be confused and does not offend anyone. He is picky and so picky that he delays the best marriage age. In the end, he hastily married a down-and-out and arrogant Marquis' Mansion. The people in the Marquis' Mansion are both tricky and utilitarian, very difficult, and have been sad for half a lifetime.

The prince of the Prince An County Mansion is seventeen years old this year, and the second prince is about fifteen years old, and they are both of Zhang Yahui's age. Moreover, according to Zhang Yayou's memory in his previous life, these two men are all human beings, many times better than ordinary playboys. If they could match their own sister with the prince or the second prince in the palace into a pair, it would be a wonderful thing.

Zhang Yahui is only more than two years older than Zhang Yayou, but she is mature, steady, dignified and elegant. Her special growth environment has made her suppress her nature and show her maturity that is inconsistent with her age. Her father's mind has always been in the side courtyard. Her mother's character is noble and arrogant, her brother is spoiled and willful, her sister is frivolous and coquettish, her sister is young and ignorant, and her grandparents cannot be violated. In addition, the delicate mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationship between Changsun and Old Lady Zhang makes Zhang Yahui mature.

"Girl, this time you go to Prince An's Mansion, you must prepare well and show your talents. I heard that this time I was looking for a prince's concubine for the prince." The personal maid Yonghe smiled.

Zhang Yahui said coldly: "I think you are becoming more and more unruly. You are slapping! Appreciating osmanthus is to appreciate osmanthus. The other things are the old lady and the wife who decide for me. I have nothing to worry about! You are chewing here, and if it is spread, you may still be able to arrange me!"

Yonghe slapped herself and apologized in a hurry.

She is indeed at the age of marriage, and many girls of the same age, even younger than her, have already decided on their families. This means that marriage requires choosing character and appearance, and also depends on the family status. In short, there are not many young men in the capital who can match her. Even if there are a few left, they are either talented and brilliant, with stars that are beyond the reach of the world, or they are distracted from it.

She was also secretly anxious, but what's the use of anxious? Changsun was indifferent and did not interfere in anything, probably not asking about her marriage. The old lady was openly and secretly favoring the big house. If there was a good candidate, she would definitely point it to the two girls in the big house first.

She can only rely on herself, she understands this principle. However, even if she is willing to put down her figure and show herself, how can she have the final say in marriage?

Yonghe said: "I heard that the eldest girl will not go this time..."

Of course, Zhang Yasi didn't have to go. Old Master Zhang and others came forward in person and had arranged a better marriage for her, so they were waiting for the other party to get hired. Now it's still mysterious and unwilling to say it out, but it should be a good thing, and it's the latest at the end of the year.
Chapter completed!