Chapter 43 Picking thorns

Ask for red tickets and collect... Collection is the power

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It was melancholy enough to look at Ding's mother. Ding's page thought about it and didn't tell her about Ding Rou, so as not to aggravate her mind and be bad for her body.

As the so-called plan for her rule, since she is the eldest sister, she should take responsibility for some things.

Tofu at home is still made. Anyway, you can't lose the job to make a living. At other times, Ding pages have always been with Ding Rou, or on the surface, they are doing other things, but their thoughts are all on Ding Rou.

Ding Rou always went out of the shop door from time to time, went outside to look twice, and then came back without running far.

Ding Page thought about it. Is it possible that the young man will come to Ding's door to find someone? This is also a little bolder.

Two days later, Ding Page finally knew why. It turned out that the young man sent a young man to look for him. That's right, this kind of joint doesn't need to be done by the prince himself.

Ding Page stood in front of Ding Rou and said with a serious face, "Jooer, where are you going?"

Ding Rou is full of joy. How could she expect such a Cheng Yaojin coming to Ding Page?

"What does it have to do with you where I go? Get out of the way! I still have to go out for a walk." Ding Rou looked at Ding's page with dissatisfaction and intuitively felt that she was very eventful.

"Are you really just going out for a walk?"

Ding Rou clenched the wording, "Of course, what else can I do?"

Ding Xiaozi smiled at her and decisively made way, but said, "Since I'm going out for a walk, why don't I go with you? I've been buried at home for a few days, and I'm also bored. It happens that our two sisters haven't been shopping together for a long time, and we have caught the opportunity today.

Ding Rouqi's silver teeth bite secretly. How can Ding's page follow the matter of this tryst?

"I'm just going out for a walk. Why do you want to go with me? Can't you go there? It's not the same thing as what you see."

Ding Page smiled with a good temper and said, "It's okay. Just look at what you like. I won't hinder you. I just think it's boring to go shopping alone, so I just want to follow you to have a look.

Ding Rou fell down. She has completely recognized Ding Page's stubbornness these days. She knows that once she speaks out, she will definitely do it.

Although she knew that this was an excuse that Ding Xiaozi deliberately looked for, she was guilty first. She was afraid that Ding Xiaozi would know about the meeting. Once she sued Ding's mother, it was possible to skin her.

He looked at the little man in the distance helplessly, shook his head in disappointment, stared at Ding Baozi fiercely, and strode back to his house.

Ding Page stood outside the door, looked at the direction of the little man's figure, and cursed the young master Yue as soon as possible!

Within a month of withdrawing from the marriage with the Gao family, Gao Chentian took a concubine's room, and this word spread to the ears of Ding Page.

Ding Page itself has no feelings for Gao Chentian. It's just her nominal ex-fiancé. How can she have nothing to do with her in the future? Does it have anything to do with her Ding Page?

Ding Page is still busy making tofu and saving money as always. He doesn't listen to things outside the window and only cares about what he should care about.

Ding's mother took this matter to heart. She thought that although the Gao family had not married a wife, she still took a concubine after all. Thinking that she didn't know where her girl's marriage was, she felt sad and looked even more gloomy.

On this morning, Niang Ersan was selling tofu in front of the shop and greeting all kinds of visitors. Suddenly, a woman dressed up as a woman came to buy tofu.

With a look of disgust on his face, he pointed out the tofu in the plucked wooden plate and said critically, "Why is your tofu so old? Dry, how to eat this?

Generally, most of the people who come to buy tofu are regular customers, and they also know the classification of Dingjia tofu. What they need is what they need. No one has been picky yet.

Based on the principle of God, Ding Niazi pointed to the tofu on the other side with a smile and introduced, "If the girl wants to buy tender tofu, it is here. Old tofu is suitable for stewing, and tender tofu is suitable for cooking soup. It all depends on how you eat it.

The woman walked to the table of tender tofu and bowed her head to smell the tofu.

Ding Page smiled and said, "My tofu is a new work every day. There won't be any messy smell. Girls can rest assured."

"Not tasted yet? It tastes so heavy that I can't eat it anymore!" The woman's face was full of disgust.

Ding Yi frowned and smelled it. It's okay. Isn't it just a normal smell of tofu?

How about it? I didn't slander you, did I? Your tofu is really not good!" The woman asserted with a serious face.

Ding Page still looks kind and angry, "I'm afraid the girl has misunderstood. My tofu has always been like this. It's a normal bean smell, and the people around here are used to it. If the girl is not used to it, go to other places to have a look.

"Hey... What do you say? I just want to eat your tofu. If your tofu is not good, you don't know how to improve it? Do you still want to do this business?"

Ding's tofu has been sold for so long. I really haven't met such a bad customer, and I'm not happy at it. Just as I was about to talk, Ding's mother suddenly pulled her in the back, and then said coldly to the woman, "That's what my tofu is like. Do you like to buy it or not? If you don't buy it, get out of the way and let others buy it."

Ding Page looked at Ding's mother in surprise. When did her mother become such a firecracker? Hasn't she always been the most kind and rich?

The woman snorted coldly, turned around and left, but she didn't forget how bad it was to scold Ding's tofu.

Ding's mother also stared at the woman's back fiercely for several times and cursed in a low voice, "Little prostitute, how dare you pick a thorn in front of me! I'm not happy to sell it to you."

Ding Niazi was speechless again. Is the person in front of her mother?

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why are you talking like that today?" Ding asked puzzledly.

Ding's mother glanced at her and said coldly, "Who was that woman just now?"

Ding Page shook her head. She really hadn't seen it before.

"Bah..." Ding's mother spit vigorously beside her, "Isn't it the concubine of Gao Jia Xinna?"

Ding Niazi stroked his forehead, "Mom, you don't have to scold them. It has nothing to do with us, right? Don't let others hear it. It's a joke about our stingyness.

Ding's mother stared at her with hatred, "If you hadn't fooled me that day, how would I agree that you would have returned such a good marriage?" Now it's cheaper for that little prostitute!"

Ding Page was speechless, "Is it a good marriage to be a concubine? I don't have to be angry for the rest of my life after I get married. Fortunately, I broke up as soon as possible.