How to catch the best husband [MTL] ✔

Chapter 68

Meng You swiftly cleaned up the mess, making Chen Xi a little shocked by his skillful technique.

He directly charged the old man Zheng with trespassing in a private house, and asked Huimo to sue the official with the Meng family's waist card.

Seeing that this waist card was only held by the Yunzhou chief yamen, they did not have a court session, so they directly threw old man Zheng into the prison.

Chen Xi felt a little uneasy in her heart. In her heart, Meng You was not the kind of person who was used to relying on family power to deal with troubles. She wondered if it would bring trouble to Meng You.

Because there was no chance to ask Meng You, this matter passed by, but Chen Xi always thought of this kindness in his heart.

"Miss, why are you so happy?" Xia He came in with a sewing basket.

Chen Xi raised his head: "Nothing."

"There's nothing else, the corners of his mouth are grinning to the sky." Xia He made a rare joke, put down the sewing basket and went out.

Chen Xi took out a rhombus mirror in his hand, the woman in the mirror was beautiful, her teeth were white, her lips were red, and the corners of her eyes were full of smiles.

If there is any happy thing, it may be thinking of an elementary school student who speaks amazingly, but unfortunately this cannot be shared.

Meng You has been in a good mood these past few days.

Hui Mo felt the deepest feeling. He worked a lot more leisurely, and he never saw his master scribbling in his yard.

On this day, Hui Mo carried a basket of pen, ink, paper and inkstone that he received from the warehouse and swayed leisurely on the trail, and a mighty group of people walked towards him.

The girl at the front was gorgeous and graceful, and it was Meng Jiao. Today, she was wrapped in a red feather veil and a crane cloak in a white fox. Her black hair was hidden under a snow cap, revealing a smooth and full forehead and bright eyes.

Is it that cold? Hui Mo murmured in his heart, but he still honestly gave way.

He bowed his head and saluted, but the pair of leather boots stopped firmly in front of him.

Hui Mo secretly screamed in his heart, what kind of demon is this young lady going to be?

"It happens that you are here, Huimo, lead the way, I'm going to Shutong Courtyard." Meng Jiao's delicate and crisp voice sounded.

It's not that you don't know Shutong Courtyard, Hui Mo slandered.

He pulled out a respectful smile: "Yes, you come with me."

Meng Jiao looked at the fair skin and long eyelashes of the young servant in front of her, remembering the previous rumor, and burst out laughing.

Hui Mo didn't know what she was laughing at, and he was already scolding father and mother in his heart, so he took a group of people to Shutong Courtyard.

But the eldest lady didn't let him go.

"Hui Mo, how long have you been in Shutong Courtyard?"

"Miss Hui, it's been more than ten years."

Oh, Meng Jiao's eyes rolled: "Then you and Meng You can be considered childhood sweethearts?"

What a childhood sweetheart! Who is Ome!

Hui Mo smiled apologetically: "You are joking, the youngest is just a servant, how dare you compare yourself with the second young master."

When Meng Jiao asked Huimo's question, he either blocked it without leaking water, or pretended to be stupid, and felt that it was not interesting for a while.