Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Lin Zhuwei searched the original owner's memory and remembered that this was indeed the case.

Aju stopped what she was doing and said with a smile, "Sister Abu, have you forgotten? The young mistress has been unwell for the past two years and has not been to the villa."

Lin Zhuwei smiled faintly. Aju had already said it very cryptically.

The original owner was not feeling unwell at all; he simply wanted to stay in the Fu family compound to eat and drink.

Going to the villa to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival, he also had to make the Double Ninth Cake himself and accompany the old lady to climb the mountain. Because of Shao Ruo's fat body, no matter what he did, it would be fatal.

A Bu slapped his head and said, "I forgot about this!" Then he smiled awkwardly, "Then Madam, are we going again this year?"

“Go ahead.” The luggage has been packed, so there is no need to spoil the fun. Go out more often, and maybe you can get more opportunities for Miaomiao Rabbit Food.

Abu was very happy and quickly packed up his things. Then he heard the servant calling, "Madam, the carriage is ready. It's waiting at the door."

Lin Zhuwei walked out of the gate and saw that in addition to the Fu family's carriages, there were two unfamiliar carriages, so he asked in confusion: "Whose carriages are these?"

"Madam, this is the Qian Mansion's carriage."

"Qian Mansion? Are Qian Yuechu and the others going with us?"

"Yes, Madam. The Qian family also has a villa nearby. But in recent years, the Double Ninth Festival is basically celebrated by the two families together in our villa." Abu replied.

Lin Zhuwei nodded lightly. She looked up and saw Qian Yuechu sticking to Fu Junyan, talking and laughing. She curled her lips and got into the carriage.

The Fu family's villa is located in the suburbs 20 miles away from Huixi City. Not far from the villa is a majestic mountain range, which is endless, lush and green, and the air is very fresh.

Compared with the bustling and prosperous Huixi City, this place is more elegant and quiet. It is not only very suitable for recuperation, but also undoubtedly a better choice for appreciating chrysanthemums for those who like to climb mountains during the Double Ninth Festival.

The Qian family and the Fu family's villa were about five miles apart. As soon as Lin Zhuwei got off the carriage, the Qian family had already sent over a basket of fresh oranges and pomegranates.

The fruits in this season are bright and juicy, and taste really sweet and delicious.

Madam Fu praised repeatedly: "Ren An and Yuechu really understand me. I just want these two things."

Fu Junyan smiled: "Grandma, you can't eat too much even if you are greedy. The doctor said that you should eat less sweets."

"You kid, I just took one and you brought out the doctor to scold me." Old Madam Fu smiled and reprimanded.

"Aunt, Brother Yan is right. You can't be willful." He Zhilan took over the conversation and smiled delicately.

"Okay, okay, you're both right. I won't eat it, okay?" Madam Fu put the orange down helplessly and pretended to be angry, "You guys are just fooling me."

He Zhilan smiled sweetly: "Aunt, don't be angry, I will prepare a menu tonight and ask the chef to prepare some dishes that suit your appetite, how about it?"

"Okay, okay. My little Zhilan is really capable." Mrs. Fu was happy now and said, "Yan'er, please invite Ren An's brother and sister to come over tonight and have a simple meal together."

Mr. and Mrs. Qian went out to travel some time ago and have not returned yet. There are only two siblings, Qian Ren'an and Qian Yuechu, left in the villa.

"Okay." Fu Junyan responded, peeled an orange and put a slice into his mouth. It tasted really sweet.

He caught a glimpse of Lin Zhuwei, who was sitting quietly in a daze in the seat next to him, and handed the remaining orange in his hand to her.

Lin Zhuwei was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She took it and put a piece into her mouth.

Fu Junyan raised his eyebrows and signaled with his eyes: [How is it? Is it okay? ]

Lin Zhuwei actually understood it, and nodded with a smile: [Not bad.]

The sweetness in her mouth spread between her lips and teeth, as if it was going to flow into her heart, and she suddenly remembered a romantic word: sharing the sweetness of life.

There was a tacit understanding in the eyes of the two, and their movements back and forth, to others, seemed like they were secretly flirting and expressing their feelings with their eyes.

He Zhilan saw it all and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, is there any food you want to avoid? I can ask the cook to pay attention to it."

Lin Zhuwei smiled back at her, thought for a moment and said, "I am prone to crab ringworm, can you ask the cook to keep an eye on it?"

Crab ringworm, which is another name for allergy.

No one knew why, but Lin Zhuwei and the original owner both had a high degree of similarity in being allergic to crabs. Therefore, Yu Shaoruo had never eaten crabs.

In addition, crabs are cold in nature, so the Fu family rarely purchases them.

"That's a bit regrettable." He Zhilan explained with a faint smile, "Then grandma, do we need to re-plan the dishes for this year's Double Ninth Festival?"

Madam Fu frowned slightly. Before she could speak, Lin Zhuwei asked, "Sister Zhilan, what's wrong? Can you tell me about it?"

"We have the custom of eating crabs on the Double Ninth Festival here. Crab roe sounds like "high" in Chinese. Climbing high on the Double Ninth Festival is just for the good intention of rising step by step." He Zhilan explained patiently, "Sister-in-law didn't come to the villa in the past two years, so it's not surprising that she didn't know."

"Why would you change the banquet just for me?" Lin Zhuwei said quickly, "There will always be other food on the Double Ninth Festival. I can just not eat crabs. I won't go hungry. The ceremony cannot be abolished. Just do it as usual."

Madam Fu's expression eased a little, and she said, "That's settled. Shao Ruo, you should be careful when the time comes and eat something else."

"Yes, grandmother."

"Okay, I'm tired too. I'm going back to my room to rest. You guys can chat on your own."

"Grandma, take care."

At dinner time, Qian Ren'an and Qian Yuechu arrived as promised.

Qian Ren'an greeted everyone present and went to play chess with Fu Junyan.

"Madam, it turns out that the villa is the right place for you." Qian Yuechu smiled, clever and clever, "It's only been a few hours, and you look much better."

"It's nice here, thanks to the servants who take good care of it." The old lady smiled.

"Old Madam, you are still good at management." Qian Yuechu knew how to flatter, so he changed the subject and said, "Old Madam, have you decided which mountain to climb on Double Ninth Festival? Or Zhufeng Mountain?"

"My old bones can't move anymore." Madam Fu shook her head and sighed, "My legs have been aching for a while now. I can't help but admit that I'm getting old."

"Aunt, how about I ask a doctor to come and see you?" He Zhilan asked eagerly.

"I don't want them to bother me. Aren't the medicines you take in the house enough?" Old Madam Fu shook her head and refused.

Qian Yuechu was very considerate. He half-knelt on the ground and began to massage the old lady's legs: "Madam, is this strength okay?"

Madam Fu was satisfied and patted her head lovingly: "Yuyue, you are always so sensible."

Being praised, Qian Yuechu glanced at Lin Zhuwei with pride.

Humph! So what if she is Young Madam? It is just an empty title!