Dozens of pine cypresses lined up outside the hall, and the sunset was Щщш.lā at the end of September was late autumn, and the roadside weeds were yellow.

Wang Xifeng heard Wang's daughter-in-law coming to report to know the news while in the hall of the clasped-up hall and Lin's filial piety, and shook his hand on the spot.

“Ok to!”

A crisp sound, the precious kiln tea bowl fell on the blue stone floor.The warm water spilled.Standing on the side of the flat hastened to hold Wang Xifeng.

“Grandma, I’ll leave first.I'll take my second grandmother again."After the ceremony of Lin Zhixiao, the steward of the Rongguo House, left the chamber.Some things cannot be heard.

Feng Er went out to stop a few of the daughters-in-law and mother-in-law who were about to come in and talk.

Ping Er felt Wang Xifeng's body in her hand - the body was soft, the sunken leaned on her arm, her anxious eyes were red, she thought in her heart that something had happened to Jia Xue, and the daughter-in-law who had just come to Wang Xifeng's ear said.He sat down in his chair and asked softly, “Grandma, what’s the matter?”

Wang Xifeng felt a little blocked throat, and his fingers came to Wang Wang's daughter-in-law, who was crying and dying on his face next.Ping Er and Feng Er looked at the sharp-billed monkey-squaded wan woman.

The woman said bitterly, “Ping girl, I’m eating wine and gambling money in the room outside.”Listen to a few people in charge of the mother-in-law said that Grandma took the monthly money in the house to put the printing money to eat the money.A question, now the Yanfu is all preaching this matter, hastily to tell Grandma."

“Ah...” Ping took a breath of cold air, as if his heart were trembling.Does this matter know?What a damn it!

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The sky gradually darkens.

Wang Xifeng's glency in the chamber of smashing the tea bowl spread in Jiafu at a rapid pace.

The inner housekeeper of the Ronggu House, Lin Zhixiao, is a stuffy mouth gourd and will not say anything.Even if her daughter Little Red is in the gem room.However, outside the chamber, a group of management daughters-in-law who came to report to Wang Xifeng.Too many mouths.

Wang Xifeng suddenly stopped looking at things on the grounds of "physical discomfort" in the evening, and returned home with Pinger and Fenger.This is not to be done by the hearts of the daughters-in-law, and the reasons are discussed in private.

By the end of the evening, the masters of Jiafu were almost half-publicly talking about Wang Xifeng putting the printing money.Jiafu's public opinion broke out from the bottom, and finally transmitted this suppressed energy to the upper level.It was like a rotten plank, in the night, under the torrent of torrents, making a creaking sound.It's about to be blocked!

The mood of the spring is happy, she suddenly understood the meaning of the note written by Jia Huan to her "initiate the masses, organize the masses"; the spring is a happy, she is still the gentle and amiable, weak girl, but she also wants to pay the monthly money in full and in time; the lonely spring is very curious, she is thinking about how to suddenly become like an adult.

Jia Baoyu came back from Daiyu House to discuss the shooting sculpture hero, and suddenly heard the news, and for a while it was a little dazed.And the Mei people, Si Xue, musk moon, autumn pattern in the house to discuss the consequences of this matter: sister Feng may be deprived of the qualifications of the housekeeper daughter-in-law.

The impact is bad.

Afraid of being related to the third.

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Jia Huan, at this time just with a sentence "every girl, want to have a brother who belongs to her" as the closing words, sent away to his house to listen to the story of the color, Aunt Zhao, Xiao Yu, Xiao auspicious.

If you have an unsatisfied mouth, pour tea for Jiahuan.She came in breathlessly from the door, and she went to the east, and thought about coming back to listen to the end of Jia Huan's comment on the shooting characters, but she did not catch up, and couldn't help but pout.

Jia Huan and the maids laughed and said two words, sitting at the desk.The bright lights reflected his black eyes.

The night is quiet.

It was the night before the storm.You can safely wait.He was waiting, waiting for the storm to sweep the house, and swept away the glamour!

He wants to “take away” Wang Xifeng.

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Mother's room.At this time, the center of Jiafu's power has not yet felt the raging public opinion in the province, and it is still calm and peaceful.

Mother Jia ate dinner and smiled and sent away Mrs. Wang and Li.The beautiful old lady leaned on the chair to drink tea and eat.The assist is very dedicated to serving in front of him.The ducks came in from outside the house and stopped talking.

The ducks tonight wearing blue maid vests, pink-bottomed clothes, beautiful and high-sounding.There is sadness in the eye.

The news that the second grandmother took the monthly money of the aunt, the young master, the girl, and the maids to the house to put the printing money outside the house.Just now Amber came to her, the big lady (Mrs. Xing) accompanied the royal family and the wife (Mrs. Wang)'s companion house Zhou Rui's house in the outside garden encountered a quarrel, each other sneer.

This is a sign that things cannot be stopped.She would never remember the old lady again, and if the old lady heard about it from another person, it would be a serious dereliction of duty.But it is obviously not possible to tell her second grandmother behind her.She can only be as “cruly” as possible.

Jia mother saw the ducklings, smiled and put the tea bowl on the tray in the hands of the attack, and asked, "What is it, the eupuse?"

The linguist said, "There is a thing to return to the ancestors."

When Jia Mother nodded, the duckling continued: "The house recently transferred the second grandmother's monthly money to go outside to put the printing money outside."They say they have noses and eyes.I thought: the monthly money is not released on time.Every month there are deviations, sometimes earlier and sometimes later.It wasn’t a big deal either.But I have nothing to see or understand outside the house, and I don't understand it, and listen to my ancestors."

The mother’s face gradually darked.Printed money?Is this something that a family like Jiafu should do?It is a tarnished home!

“How many people in the house know?”In her heart, she still wants to hide the past.

"There must be a lot of people."The narrator does not dare to say, only to say speculation.If she said that the house had spread all over the country, how would she explain it to the old lady until now?

Jia Ma was silent for a moment, sighed gently, and said tiredly, “Let Feng Geer speak clearly tomorrow!”

It was as if this had been fixed, lightly revealed.After a long time, after the ducks and the assailers served Jia Ma to sleep, they withdrew from Jia's mother's room together, and looked at each other, and both knew that a storm was coming.

After coming out, the emu went to look for the phoenix sister overnight.

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The next morning, many of the women of Jiafu gathered in the main room of Jiamu.As usual, women come to talk and laugh with Jia Ma.But under calmness and habit, there are hidden undercurrents.

Li smiled and said about the small daily things that the fire was good for use.It is now the end of September and winter is coming.The weather is getting cold and you can consider starting to use it.Wang Xifeng recommended a small stove to her a few months ago and said a quip with a "three good" words.spread widely.

Li Yi said, Jia mother, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, Wang Xifeng, Lin Daiyu, Ying, Ding, Baoyu, Bao Yu, Xue Baozhuan.And their maids and maids and maids are laughing.

At this time, Jia Ma suddenly said, "Feng Geer, I have heard some bad rumors in the palace recently, what is the matter?"

Mother Jia said, the living room of the main room suddenly silent!

here.

It was as if all the emotions and pressures in Jiafu were gathering here and now, squirting out, forming a huge, invisible storm.They were in the eye of the storm.

Mom didn’t say anything, but everyone knew what Jia said.

Money is a form of loan.Folklore cloud: printing money, one or three; Li rollli, year by year; one year loan, ten years; several lifetimes, not finished.

But everyone who is on the print money is equivalent to wearing a hat that is “rich”.This is related to the reputation of the house, the old lady can not ask.

Wang Xifeng received the notice of the emu last night and has been peacefully discussing countermeasures.At this time, I got up and answered, the expression on my face was quite aggrieved, and said, "My ancestors, my monthly money this month is a few days late."I scolded me for June, and I pressed the monthly money in the house of Aunt Zhao and Huan Geer for a few days.My aunt came to me last month.This is my fault.What do you know, the ring brother has a grudge and made up a set of words to arrange me?I...I am...”

Speaking, tears fall.

“That is so.”Many people suddenly realized that there were such twists and turns, and they felt that Feng sister's statement was reasonable.

The ducks and attackers behind Jia Ma looked at each other: the master was really a toss-up, silent, and a month's effort made such a big move.This one is also capable.

Mom asked surprised, “Is there such a thing?”

The Queen said lightly, “There’s this thing.I also taught Aunt Zhao a few words about this."She said, her eyes swept through her aunt Zhao, who was not far from her side.She noticed that Aunt Zhao had followed her in.

When Mrs. King said this, people understood better.Wasn't Aunt Zhao slapped by her wife?It is said that Aunt Zhao spoke out and insulted the ancestors of the royal family.It turns out that the root is a matter of monthly money.

The eyes of the people seemed to be smiling.She cursed the ancestors, and they were truly depraved.Even if it is not a loss.The Queen also beat her.Can the big wife beat the little wife and say that she can't be wronged everywhere?But I still have a little anger in my heart: let you see your aunt's jokes, wait and see!

She didn’t come to the show today.

Aunt Xue was a little strange: Jia Huan was stupid, such an important occasion, let his mother come?With Aunt Zhao can't talk, clamping three and four levels, it is too easy for Feng sister to get away today.

I took a cup of tea and took a drink.

Seeing Aunt Zhao, Ping Er, Fenger and others were relieved in their hearts.The third master is an understanding person, and it is useless to know how to make trouble.The old woman was still in her favor of her grandmother.Otherwise, the ducks will not come to report in advance.

Today's thing: Grandma first used herself to make up the money printed in the silver bank.In the future, Aunt Zhao and Master's monthly money will be released in full and on time.

Now, first deal with the lies of the third master.

Mom was about to talk.Mrs. Xing suddenly interjected: "Feng sister is really a very powerful mouth."Black can be said to be white.Oh, but whatever you’re wrong with, you’re talking bad about you.It was all his fault.You are a good person, a good person, a decent person, a clean person.Oh!You don’t look in the mirror!Go outside the house and ask you about the reputation of the king's good man?There are a few of them for you.”

“Ah...” The people in the living room looked at each other and then made a loud noise.Mrs. Xing scolded too hard, not at all her usual style.This continuous ratio, the powerful way of swearing, but let everyone think of a person who is not present today: Jia Huan Jia.

My aunt almost squirting tea.That's...the style!

Ping Er, Feng and other people were stunned.Dare to think wrong.What a mistake!Today's "gunner" is not Aunt Zhao, but Mrs. Xing.What do you say about it?

More importantly, Jia Huan is not to calm down, but to make a big mess.

"Good!Good to scream!”Aunt Zhao said hello in her heart.No wonder my brother let her come today, it was really enjoyable and deflated.

Mrs. Wang's face was calm, and her eyes were getting lighter and lighter.I swear by the trolls!

Wang Xifeng scolded Mrs. Xing for her face full of redness, a little purple, "How have I ever had tears rolling down," "Oh ..." Chu Chu is poor.

Jia Ma looked at Mrs. Xing with displeasure and said, “Something’s going on.”I’m still here, what are you calling your daughter-in-law?”