Wang Zhaodi, mother and son, lived happily together in the Wang family compound. Wang Zhaodi lived in a cramped small house in another courtyard, and Wang Chuanzong lived in the most remote residence in the front yard.

In the meeting room of the main courtyard, cups were being exchanged, and a group of tigers, leopards, jackals, and doves occupying the magpie's nest were drinking heavily. However, Wang Chuanzong's small courtyard was overgrown with weeds and moss marks everywhere, giving it a sense of decadence and desolation.

The so-called study room of Wang Chuanzong was actually a small cubicle enclosed by a screen between the living room and the bedroom, and it was here that the harsh and harsh voices came from.

This voice was familiar to He Xiaoman. It should be said that it was familiar to the host, the Yuan Jingjing who deliberately flattered their mother and son a few years ago.

"Sister Jing, you can do whatever you want in my house, except this inkstone. This is my grandpa..."

"Okay, okay, don't make excuses with me. You are just talking sweet words to coax me. Do you think I will really want your useless broken inkstone? It turns out that I, Yuan Jingjing, am not worth a dead person in your heart.

…”

A figure emerged from behind the screen, hiding his face and crying in a pretentious manner.

He Xiaoman quickly showed his figure and bumped into him.

With a "dang" sound, the two people frowned at the same time.

"Where did you get that lowly hooves from? Why did you stay up late at night and come to my son to act like a monster?"

On a dark and windy night, when you beat someone in the dark.

He Xiaoman rounded his arms, and the big-eared scraper opened his arms from left to right, puff puff, every time, and the slaps were very rhythmic. Every time Yuan Jingjing wanted to open her mouth to explain who she was, there was always a slap in the face.

With stars in her eyes, she finally gave up calling for help and left herself to die.

Why would a poor and arrogant person dare to humiliate her great son?

Although He Xiaoman's mother is only a temporary mother, once she is a mother, she will be a mother forever... Once she is a mother.

He Xiaoman doesn't know what happened to the last two people in the plot. In short, not long after, Wang Chuanzong desperately knelt down to Wang Zhaodi and asked to marry Yuan Jingjing in front of his servants. Today must be a trigger.

By the time Wang Chuanzong came out of the study like a weak Liu Fufeng, his beloved sister Jing had turned into the same type as Qiuxiang who had been hit beyond recognition.

Changsui, who deliberately hid away to create opportunities for Miss Yuan, finally arrived at this time and was shocked and shocked.

"Why are you? I'm still pretending to be some shameless little whore who came here to steal my son's family heirloom! Oh, help Jingjing up quickly. What do you mean? You want an inkstone to go to your aunt?

Now she is in charge of my Wang family's inkstone, let alone an inkstone, even if it is from all directions, it is just a matter of words. How can she quietly leave her biological aunt to look for me instead of looking for me at a distance?

What about your stupid son who lives on a monthly basis?"

The second confrontation between Wang Zhaodi and Hu Mei started with He Xiaoman's embarrassing opening remarks.

"Sister, are you... accusing me of overstepping my bounds? That's right. A good-for-nothing person like me should spend the rest of my life living in seclusion in a small room, eating fast and paying homage to Buddha."

Old Bailian was about to cry, her shoulders were shaking. If it weren't for the creases at the corners of her eyes, she would have felt a bit pitiful. But with such an expression and such actions happening to a woman who had a family full of children in ancient times, He Xiaoman only felt that

nausea.

A man will remain a boy until he dies, and a woman will always have a girl in her heart.

But the performance venue is almost full of people one or even two generations younger than you. Don’t you feel embarrassed?

Moreover, He Xiaoman only suggested that Yuan Jingjing go directly to his aunt to issue a note to buy an inkstone. Why did it come to Hu Mei's mouth that he was going to force her to death?

"Okay, cousin, don't be sad. Zhaodi is also saying what she says but she doesn't mean it. Which of those officials' wives and ladies can she, as a businessman, handle? By then, won't Wen'er, a parent official, become a laughing stock in Qinghe Mansion?

"

The speaker has a white face and a slight beard, long and narrow eyes, single eyelids, thin and light eyebrows, a high nose, elegant and elegant, and a good appearance, but the nose is too pointed, and with the three white eyes, the appearance is perfect

Three points of insidious.

This person is none other than the scumbag Jing Heng.

"Zhao Di came over and apologized to my cousin. It's okay for my family to say a few words wrong. It's only right for my adoptive mother to teach my adopted daughter a lesson. Even Jingjing is now a grown-up girl. You have to have some control over it and pass on the family line.

Give the inkstone that caused the trouble to Jingjing as an apology for your mother."

"Then does Yuan Wenjing also want to apologize to me? After all, he is not an official, and our Wang family has never had anything to do with the government. If we don't deal with the ladies and ladies of the government, then I don't have to give the middle-aged emissary."

Leave it to the old sister of the Hu family to take care of it? I am so tired all day long that sister of the Hu family needs to eat bird's nests and shark's fins constantly for nourishment. I am really guilty. If sister of the Hu family doesn't take care of this annoying Wang family, I won't have time to accompany her.

My niece has bought an inkstone, and I have more time to teach her boudoir etiquette, so that she won’t have to come to my room in the middle of the night, with no name or status, and I won’t say good things or bad things.”

As soon as He Xiaoman's words came out, everyone was stunned.

The exception was Wang Chuanzong, a silly boy. His face was filled with ecstasy, and his whole head was reverberating. He has no name or status, good or bad, so if he has a status, then...

Jing Heng seemed to be looking at a monster.

Is this Wang Zhaodi?

After so many years, he has gradually become accustomed to the submissive Wang Zhaodi, forgetting that this woman also ran across the rivers and lakes with her skirt in hand.

Especially Wang Zhaodi is not good at words. She rarely talks at such a long length, no, she has never done so.

And it's so confusing that you can't argue with it.

From an inkstone, it can be directly linked to the central government, housekeeper rights, and even a faint sword pointed at Yuan Wenjing, the governor of the state who took office not long ago.

A mere businessman has a fourth-grade official in his family. Shouldn't he be so servile and cling to it in order to protect the family and have an heir named Yu Yin?

Businessmen are businessmen, short-sighted and only interested in profit!

Jing Heng felt angry: "My cousin has now made friends with the ladies from Qinghe Prefecture and even Hezhou Prefecture. It will be of great benefit to Wenjing's career in the future. What do you, an ignorant woman, know?"

"I don't understand. Wenjing has been promoted and made a fortune. He is also a descendant of the Yuan family. What does it have to do with our Wang family? Don't forget that you are the son-in-law of my Wang family!"

"you……"

Two lanterns under the verandah illuminated his face, which was a mixture of green and white, making it look ferocious.

How many years has it been, how many years has this humiliating word not appeared in his ears?

It was like a merciless slap coming down on his face. He felt that his face was even more swollen and ugly than Yuan Jingjing who was being supported by the girl.

Yuan Wenjing, who had always stood aside and behaved like a worldly master, now had to step forward: "Since my adoptive mother is so concerned about the matter of giving birth to a child, from tomorrow on, my aunt will follow me to live in the government office. She should also live there."

There, I just feel that if I live in the Wang family's house, people in Qinghe Prefecture will look high on the Wang family, and my colleagues in the various yamen will also take care of me. This matter is due to my lack of thinking, which has caused my aunt's trouble."

As Yuan Wenjing spoke, he loudly called to his chief attendant and asked someone to hitch a carriage and move overnight.

Now everyone in the yard was looking at He Xiaoman with an expression like "You have caused a big trouble."
Chapter completed!