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"This damn dog slave!"

Wang Xifeng lay prone on the bed, resting her chin on the soft pillow, biting the two rows of shell teeth together.

When she saw that Jiao Shun had lost her dagger, she thought it was the dog so she didn't dare to be rough with her, but she didn't know that she had prepared an even bigger one behind her!

I think it has been seven or eight years since she married into the Rongguo Mansion. Putting aside the past two years, when the husband and wife were harmonious and happy, they had never tasted those fishy smells or suffered such cracking pain. However, in just a few months, she actually...

Losing ground continuously in front of this dog slave!

Seeing Ping'er come in with tea, Wang Xifeng raised her snowy neck like a swan and said proudly: "If you have time, go and tell that bitch slave that he won't even think about touching my aunt again in the future!"

Ping'er put the tea in front of the bed, covered her mouth and chuckled: "If grandma only explains this once, I'm afraid I may not remember it. It's better to wait for three to five days for grandma to say it again, so I can tell it word for word."

He listens.”

It’s just one sentence, what can’t be remembered?

Ping'er's words were actually a confirmation that Wang Xifeng would heal his scar and forget about the pain. Then he would probably blame Jiao Shun for not knowing how to strike while the iron was hot.

"You little hoof with your elbows turned out!"

Wang Xifeng glared at Ping'er fiercely, but she didn't deny Ping'er's words. If the eldest grandma Li Wan was cruel and didn't talk much, this second grandma was an example of a person who is addicted to food.

After all, Kuang Na Jiao Shun still knew how to pity people. After avenging an arrow, he did not 'stick behind and chase after him fiercely', but stepped out to serve him attentively.

The fault was that she was in so much pain after returning home that Wang Xifeng even forgot about it for a while.

After letting Ping'er support him and drink half a cup of tea, Wang Xifeng lay back on the bed and ordered: "Remember to go to the old lady and madam's room to ask for leave for me, just say, just say I accidentally slipped my waist - you

Put up a screen for me in front of this bed, and when the time comes, let the people in charge report through the screen."

Ping'er agreed, called others to help take care of Wang Xifeng, and then went to the old lady's house first.

The old lady didn't ask any more questions, she just told Wang Xifeng to rest well at home, and it didn't matter if she put aside the affairs in the house first.

When they arrived at Mrs. Wang's place, they naturally asked more questions. But for some reason, Ping'er always felt that Mrs. Wang was a little distracted and spoke incoherently. She even asked the same question twice.

Although Ping'er wondered why she was doing this, he didn't dare to ask about his master's affairs.

After reporting the matter, he came out of the thatched cottage in Qingtang and passed near the Lotus Champs Elysees when he saw Jia Baoyu running out in a hurry.

Ping'er turned sideways to get out of the way, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Where are you going, Master San?"

"Don't mention it!"

Jia Baoyu waved his hand impatiently and said angrily: "It has just been quiet for half a month. I don't want the emperor to recruit me into the palace again today!"

When Ping'er saw him like this, he knew that he must have neglected his homework recently and was worried about being questioned by the emperor when he went to the palace.

Naturally, Ping'er wouldn't pay too much attention to these matters. He was about to watch Baoyu go first and then go home to report to Wang Xifeng. He didn't expect the car bell to jingle behind him. At first, he thought it was Shi Xiangyun, but when he looked back, it was Ying'er.

Came here on a bicycle.

"Second Master, stay!"

Ying'er saw Jia Baoyu from a distance, shouted loudly and kicked fiercely, and soon caught up with Baoyu who had stopped. She jumped out of the car and rushed forward three or five steps before she stabilized her body and started walking.

He took out a small notebook from the carriage basket, handed it to Baoyu and said: "This is what our girl gave to the second master. She said that if you don't sharpen your weapon in battle, it will be useless."

Baoyu took it in his hand and found that it was the homework assigned to him by the emperor before. The answers were very clear one by one, and he also tried to analyze it from different angles. He couldn't help but be overjoyed and praised: "Sister Baoyu is really awesome."

If you are interested, girl, please thank me first, and when I come back from the palace, I will go to Hengwu Courtyard to thank you in person!"

After saying that, he gave Ying'er a fist salute and went happily with the cheat sheet.

After Ying'er watched him go away, she sighed helplessly, then turned around and said to Ping'er: "Our girls have actually prepared this thing a long time ago, but the second master's temper... If he really takes it out early, I'm afraid

Instead, it’s our girl’s fault.”

Ying'er's explanations are probably meant for Wang Xifeng and even Mrs. Wang.

Ping'er didn't answer, pointed at the bicycle pushed by Ying'er, and asked with a smile: "Is this Miss Shi's treasure? Fortunately, she is willing to lend it to you to ride."

"ah!"

Ying'er covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Sister, if you didn't tell me, I almost forgot. I still have to return this car to Miss Shi."

After saying that, he hurriedly apologized and rode off again as if he was flying away.

Ping'er couldn't help shaking his head and laughing when he saw this. This was really red when he was close to red and black when he was close to ink. Ying'er was originally a very stable person, but she didn't want to be with Shi Xiangyun all the time, so she actually became irritable.

…………

On the back side of Zijin Street, there is an unknown little temple.

Jiao Shun originally expected that in a month or two, Miaoyu would be in dire straits if she could not wait for support from her family. However, he never expected that in just ten days, there would be a commotion around the fake nun.

Rebellious in the nest.

The reason was that after sending the letter to the family, the master and the servant unconsciously became a little lax. They were used to living a wealthy life, so it was inevitable that they would spend a lot of money.

In just seven or eight days, nearly two-thirds of the money that was supposed to last until the middle of next month was spent.

The little nun Jingyi saw that it would not be a problem if this situation continued, so she suggested that the two servants go out to do odd jobs so that they could use the money earned to support the family.

This approach was understandable at first, but it laid the groundwork for future conflicts.

The two middle-aged servants are not from the local area, and they do not have the hard-working experience of the real bottom. They look down on the part-time workers they can find, and they are not qualified for the jobs they can find.

The expenses for the day were barely enough.

On the afternoon of the 17th, they simply returned empty-handed.

Jingyi asked a few questions, and the two maids immediately became angry, accusing Jingyi of sitting at home and enjoying the benefits every day, but still being picky. It was obvious that a well-fed man did not know that an hungry man was hungry.

Although the words were directed at Jingyi, the insinuations and sticks involved affected Miaoyu.

And Jingyi was also very angry. Miaoyu had always been a master who stretched out her hands for food and opened her mouth. Without two rough servants, she had to do all the big and small things in the temple.

She felt that she had supported three jobs by herself, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she had done a lot of hard work, but she was said to be enjoying the fruits of her labor by two servants who returned empty-handed. How could she hold back?

At that moment, the three of them had a quarrel in front of Miaoyu.

Miaoyu tried to mediate a few words but to no avail, so she simply went to the main hall to chant sutras out of sight and out of mind.

But even though he couldn't see it, the sound of quarrels outside filled his ears.

In particular, the two maids kept accusing Jingyi that all the expenses at home were too extravagant, but which of these expenses were not used on Miaoyu?

The proud and arrogant Miaoyu never imagined that she would be so depressed that she would be scolded by her servants!

On the one hand, she resented the two servants for being ungrateful and should teach them a lesson; on the other hand, she felt that arguing with such vulgar people would only lower her own style. In addition, she was actually worried that if she still couldn't control the situation, she would be in trouble in the future.

I can't control this servant girl at all.

"Amitabha~"

After thinking about it, she finally chose to stand still, kneeling in front of the Buddha statue and muttering to herself: "What mistake did the disciple make to end up like this?"

Naturally, the Buddha would not answer, but Miaoyu had a vague answer in his heart: If he had not been quick to speak out and defied Ning Guofu in front of Baoyu, how could he have ended up in this situation?

But she refused to admit that this was a mistake - she was clearly just stating the facts.

"Amitabha~"

So Miaoyu once again proclaimed the name of the Buddha and hinted to herself: "This must be a test given by the World Honored One to his disciples. If you persist, persist until... naturally everything will return to the way it was before."

What she hoped for in her heart was, of course, money to be sent to her family as soon as possible, but she also disliked the fact that this matter was tainted with copper odor, so she refused to announce it to her mouth.

At this time, Jingyi came in angrily and reported: "Senior sister, those two old guys didn't bring back a penny, so they may not be able to make any money tomorrow - the rice, noodles and firewood can barely last a few days, but the smoke

Xiang's money is a little hard to come by, you see..."

"No!"

Like a cat that had stepped on its tail, Miaoyu jumped up from the futon and said anxiously: "Without the incense to repel insects, I can't stay in this place for a day!"

"But……"

Jingyi's face fell, and she hesitated: "Then how about, how about, how about..."

She said "what if" three times in a row, but she couldn't tell her why.

Because although she returned empty-handed compared to the two servants, she didn't feel that she had the ability to earn the fees from the master and the servants.

Miaoyu sighed and said helplessly: "That's all, follow me back to the house and look for more to see if there are any other useful items."

With that said, he took Jingyi back to the side hall that served as his bedroom.

The master and the servant rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found two more decent clothes. Miaoyu wrenched off three coral stone buttons from her underwear and asked Jingyi to take them to the pawn shop.

Pawn sale.

Jingyi left the alley and walked north for a short distance before arriving at a pawnshop called 'Heng Shudian'. Although she had only lived in Zijin Street for more than half a month, Jingyi was already a regular customer of this pawnshop.

.

After entering the door, I stuffed the clothes and buttons through the hole under the railing with ease. Not long after, I heard a mellow voice inside: "The threads were broken, the threads were broken, two pieces of clothes were washed out and stained, and three rotten buttons with holes in the bare board."

Star~!"

"That's plain white!"
To be continued...