Chapter 1212 Zhao Xinhui's Good Life
Zhao Yun'er was not bad. The one next to her was Shi Ziye, who was better than Young Master Meng.
"Hey, the old Zhao family is smoking blue smoke from the ancestral grave, we can't be envious!"
"That's right, no matter how hard we work, how hard we are, and how lucky we are, we won't be as good as our ancestors!"
"The arrival of the old Zhao family is not an ordinary happy event, but some big happy event.
Not to mention the marriages of the children in the family. I heard that the eldest grandson of Old Man Zhao went directly to the capital for further studies this year. He will definitely be able to get a name back and become a high-ranking official! "
"Tsk tsk tsk, where can we have a high-ranking official from ten miles and eight villages? The people of the old Zhao family are incredible!"
"Yes! Yes! It's a pity that we can't think of it, we can't envy it! We can only ask Feng Shui master to come and have a look, tidy up our family's ancestral tomb, and see if we can be like Lao Zhao's family, and we can come here one by one. !"
"If you don't tell me, I can't think of it. I have to ask Feng Shui to take a look. Since my father was buried, my family has been unlucky. Let's see if the ancestral graves can be rectified and we can make our luck better."
"That's for sure, hurry up, this matter can't be delayed!"
"Mmmm! I got it, I got it! I'll go and find out tomorrow, where can I get a Feng Shui master."
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In the courtyard of Lao Zhao's house, the people who came to have wedding wine sat together, chatted and talked, and said things in a very mysterious way.
However, the villagers are superstitious and feel that these rumors are very reasonable, otherwise they can't think of any reason why the old Zhao family suddenly transferred.
With so many happy events held in one year, it is estimated that no one can be found in eight townships.
In Zhao Xinhui's room, Zhao Xinhui dressed herself in front of the mirror.
After putting on rouge gouache, putting on jewelry, and wearing Zhao Ping'er's wedding dress, Zhao Xinhui was a little more gorgeous than usual, and she looked delicate and beautiful, so charming, like a big beauty.
Not to mention the man watching, the women watching in the room couldn't help but sigh in their hearts when they saw it.
Especially in the other rooms, Zhao Xinhui's heart is very uncomfortable now.
Especially Li Cuiying and Zhao Jinger.
Originally, Zhao Jinger and Zheng Gongzi had talked about getting married. The conditions they gave Zheng Gongzi were considered very good, but compared with Zhao Xinhui, they seemed insignificant.
After all, Meng Gongzi's family is much better than Zheng Gongzi's family.
Zhao Jinger thought that her aunt was older than him, so she couldn't marry her. If she wanted to marry, she should marry someone with poor conditions. Who knew that Zhao Xinhui's life was so good.
Looking at Zhao Xinhui's gorgeous dress, with gold bracelets on her hands, gold hairpins on her head, and round and large pearls hanging around her neck, she felt even more jealous.
What Zheng Gongzi gave her is not such a good thing.
Why is it better for her sister-in-law to marry than her?
Li Cuiying stood beside her, rolling her eyes incessantly, "Isn't it just as seductive as a fox who dresses up fancy?"
Zhao Jinger poked Li Cuiying, and nagged into Li Cuiying's ear, "Mother, keep your voice low, don't let my sister hear you!"
Li Cuiying didn't take it seriously, "I heard it when I heard it. What's there to be afraid of? Anyway, I'm telling the truth, and I'm not talking nonsense!"
Zhao Jinger sighed.