The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 324: Alsi red and goose yellow

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Zhong Mingwei secretly decided in his heart that even if he didn't go down the mountain to buy a house, he still had to repair the yard. After spring, he would have to expand the yard and build a few more rooms, and each The room must be built with a kang.

"By the way, Master, you see I've forgotten all this in my busy schedule," Pang Yi slapped his forehead violently, and then said to Zhong Mingwei, "Sir, that Grandma Chen down the mountain said she was here early this morning. He fell down in the village and broke both his arms. It was very pitiful. Madam got the news and was very anxious. By chance, when her subordinates were picking Mr. Gu up the mountain, he happened to meet Madam. Madam told her to follow Chen Sir, go back and see Grandma Chen. I’m afraid she won’t be able to come back in the next few days. I asked my subordinates to come back and tell me, but I was so busy that I forgot. I really deserve a beating! I deserve a beating!”

"Grandma Chen broke her arm? Is it serious?" Zhong Mingwei was startled and felt very uneasy. He and Grandma Chen had no chance to get along, but what he had heard from A Chou all along was that No matter how good Grandma Chen is and how much she loves her, Zhong Mingwei naturally has a good impression of Grandma Chen. Moreover, when they were in the most difficult situation, they still relied on the embroidery work that Grandma Chen took for A Chou. They survived. , so when he heard the news that Grandma Chen broke her arm, Zhong Mingwei felt very uncomfortable.

"I'm afraid it's too tough. How can a person of such an old age break his bones so easily that they can grow back again?" Pang Yi sighed and said, "It's no wonder Madam is so anxious that she doesn't even have time to go up the mountain to follow. I said so and hurried to the village."

"Tomorrow, go to the village," Zhong Mingwei ordered, "buy some more supplements and send them over."

"Yes, I obey my orders." Pang Yi said hurriedly.

"And..." Zhong Mingwei said again, but he was obviously hesitant. He looked at Pang Yi and hesitated. After a long time, he said, "Go to the street and buy a new coat for my wife." And send it over."

Zhong Mingwei knew A Chou's temperament very well. She left in such a hurry. He was afraid that if he thought of packing up Grandma Chen's clothes, he would not be able to remember to pack his own clothes. Then he thought about the clothes A Chou wore last night. A large and extremely worn cotton robe made Zhong Mingwei feel uncomfortable.

"...Yes." Pang Yi was stunned, but nodded in agreement.

"Don't buy a long cotton robe, just buy a short jacket," Zhong Mingwei added, "If you see a suitable jacket, buy one too."

A Chou might have to be busy at Grandma Chen’s house. Wearing a cotton robe is inconvenient, but a small jacket is more convenient. After all, there is a kang at home, so it won’t be very cold.

"Yes, I have remembered it," Pang Yi nodded, while asking a little uneasily, "Master, do you have any other instructions?"

Zhong Mingwei thought for a while, then looked at Pang Yi seriously: "I want a crimson coat for my little coat, and a goose-yellow one for my jacket."

The corner of Pang Yi's mouth twitched: "...Yes, my subordinate has remembered it."

Although he agreed with his mouth, Pang Yi felt like a horse was galloping in his heart. He kept scolding himself that he had too many things to do, so why did he ask so much? It was already embarrassing for an old man to go shopping for his daughter's clothes on the street. But now it's better. I also need some magenta and goose-yellow ones...

Oh my God!

"Where is Mr. Gu?" Zhong Mingwei took a sip of tea and looked out the window, "Why can't he be seen?"

"Oh, I just said I was going for a walk in the mountains," Pang Yi responded, "I said I wanted to collect some snow water for medicine."

"Follow me and take a look." Zhong Mingwei was a little worried, "He is in his sixties after all."

Pang Yi was not happy and muttered: "My subordinates don't look like he is sixty years old at all."

"It doesn't look like it to me," Zhong Mingwei recalled what Gu Changlin said just now, and he inevitably complained a little. He frowned and looked at Pang Yi, "Pang Yi, you are not mistaken, he is really that famous person. Gu Changlin?"

Pang Yi nodded bitterly: "To be honest, I was muttering in my heart. I was suspicious all the way."

When Zhong Mingwei heard what he said, he couldn't help but curled his lips: "You are capable of forcing you to do this without saying three sentences a day."

"Sir, you are teasing me again!" Pang Yi also laughed, and suddenly his face darkened, "Sir, there is really an undercurrent surging in this Ninggu Pagoda, and my subordinates have only been here a few days. On the same day, I discovered that there are two groups of people always staring at us."