Baby brings his own shopping mall to travel through

Chapter 126 Understanding

They arrived at Zheng's house unobstructed.

When the concierge saw Yang Dashan, he immediately asked someone to tell the old man and then went up to greet Yang Dashan, "Mr. Yang is here."

Yang Dashan was not used to the title "Master Yang" and had protested many times, but his protests were in vain. The servants in the Zheng mansion now said they would change, and turned around and called him that again. Yang Dashan could only follow the host's wishes.

The concierge led the carriage to the side door and saw Old Lady Yang and Xiao Cao'er lifting the curtain and showing their heads. He greeted them quickly and said, "Hello, old lady and Xiao Cao'er. It's been a while since we last met. The old lady is in good spirits! And Xiao Cao'er has grown taller."

Old Lady Yang and Xiao Cao'er come here every now and then, and are very familiar with the gatekeeper of the Zheng residence. "Oh, it's you, Old Zhang, who's on duty today."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Hello, Grandpa Zhang." Xiao Cao'er also called sweetly.

"well."

The carriage drove in through the side door, and as soon as I got off the carriage, I saw the butler Uncle Quan coming over.

"Grandpa Quan, I'm here to see you!"

After Uncle Quan greeted Old Lady Yang and Yang Dashan, he touched Xiao Cao'er's head and asked, "Hey, our Xiao Cao'er hasn't been here for a long time. Did you bring anything good today?"

I come here every now and then, why is it that the first thing everyone asks when they meet is this? It's just like the modern rural people asking "Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I brought a lot!" Xiao Cao'er replied with a smile.

"Oh, there are some things." As he said that, he saw Yang Dashan carrying things out of the carriage.

There really is!

Xiao Cao'er beckoned Uncle Quan to lean his ear over, whispered a few words in his ear, and then said loudly: "Grandpa Quan, keep it a secret, otherwise if Grandpa Zheng knows in advance, there will be no surprise."

Uncle Quan nodded and agreed, "Yes, yes, yes, we must keep it a secret, we will give him a surprise." Then he said to the servants around him, "If the old man asks what Miss Xiaocao brought, just say you don't know, understand?"

"Yes, I understand." The servants responded.

This little girl was very popular with the masters in the mansion. She was also the sister of the old master's disciple. She was also very popular with everyone. She was not arrogant because of her favor and treated the servants with courtesy. Therefore, the servants also respected Yang Dashan's family.

Although he was born in a farming family, he did not bow down or try to please the old man and Qi Xingyun, nor did he look down on the servants like other favored people.

Look, now Old Mrs. Yang is still fighting with the servants for something.

"Oh, this bag is easy to break. I'll take it myself." Old Mrs. Yang said, holding the vermicelli.

The servants in the Zheng residence dared not let the old lady take it, so they quickly snatched it away and said, "Don't worry, old lady, I will take it carefully and will definitely not damage it."

"Then you must be careful." After giving instructions, he pointed at the green vegetables and said, "These vegetables were picked by Xiaocaoer and I from the vegetable garden this morning. They are so fresh and tender."

"The old lady is really hardworking. These vegetables are growing really well."

"That's right. It's better than what we buy outside."

"You are really diligent. You went to pick them early in the morning. Now they have arrived at our house. How early must you have gotten up?"

"And Miss Cao will help too. What a good little girl."

All the servants who came to help carry things praised Old Lady Yang highly.

Old Lady Yang was embarrassed by the compliment, "It's not too early. If it's too early, there will be dew and my clothes will get wet. I'll need these vegetables later."

"And this wine, Butler Quan, I'm sorry to bother you with this."

When Uncle Quan heard that it was wine, he immediately asked the servant beside him to hold it in his arms and personally deliver it to the old man later.

"Butler Quan, are the old man and the others free now? If not, I'll go to the kitchen first." Old Mrs. Yang asked Uncle Quan in a low voice.

Uncle Quan held Xiao Cao'er's hand and whispered to Old Lady Yang, "I don't think I'm free right now. I'm giving a lecture to some young masters. If they knew you were coming, they would probably let them out earlier."

"Oh, aren't we delaying their studies? No, no, don't tell them yet, so as not to disrupt their plans. I'll go to the kitchen first to see if I can make something new, and then I'll go see Mr. Zheng later." Old Mrs. Yang said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Okay, let's listen to the old lady." Uncle Quan replied.

After Yang Dashan unloaded the things from the carriage, he said hello to Uncle Quan and followed his mother to the kitchen.

He was never used to Mr. Zheng, so he just followed his mother to the kitchen where he would feel more comfortable.

Old Lady Yang said not to tell Mr. Zheng that they were coming, but she forgot to take her granddaughter with her. When she saw Xiao Cao'er, she knew they were coming. They wouldn't let Xiao Cao'er come alone.

Now every time she comes, Grandma Yang will bring some food to the kitchen to make some snacks for Damao and the others to nourish their bodies.

In fact, what is there in the Zheng Mansion? Is there any food that is not available in the Zheng Mansion? It is just the old man's concern for his grandchildren, his care for them, and his love for them.

Mr. Zheng could also understand her concerns, and told her to do whatever she wanted and just have someone wait by her side to listen to his instructions.

Anyway, he gets to eat what she makes, right?

Xiao Cao'er went to the small flower hall with Uncle Quan, and Uncle Quan ordered the servants to serve tea and snacks.

The tables and chairs in this small teahouse are all produced by Xiaocaoer’s furniture workshop. They were designed by Xiaocaoer according to Mr. Zheng’s preferences. Even the cushions and pillows are all in the styles Mr. Zheng likes.

My husband's friends all love the place when they see it, and they like to stay here for a few days when they have nothing to do.

Besides, Mr. Zheng would get some good tea and wine from time to time, so wouldn't these old guys have to come and get some?