Chapter 9 Jumping around
Gu Nanxi turned her head and saw a tall, thin boy with handsome features, holding the door in with a mournful face.
His lips were already pale, but he had to put a thick layer of white powder on his face, making him look even thinner and weaker.
"Second brother, you are not in good health, why are you out?" Su Yunyan hurriedly stepped forward and helped the second young master, Su Yunting, to sit down.
Su Yunting had a hemp rope tied around his waist, tightening his slender waist as if he could hold it with a slap.
"Aniang, I can't live this life. Jingniang wanted to become a fairy when she was a human being. She wanted to go to heaven while sitting on the ground. She took a feather duster and made everyone in the Hou Mansion jump like crazy."
Su Yunting waved his handkerchief and breathed fragrance.
Gu Nanxi was stunned for a moment, then blinked. He was such a sickly and handsome man, why did he have a mouth?
Su Yunyan skillfully served the candied fruits to Su Yunting: "Second brother, don't panic, I know what I know, please tell me slowly."
The candied fruits pickled with honey are not as good as the candied fruit. Sweetened Su Yunting's mouth.
Su Yunting was singing and doing beats, as if he was staging a painful drama: "Jing Niang, she actually canceled the small kitchen and let me, a patient, eat from the big pot! I have been in poor health since I was a child, and I have relied on supplements to support myself. I know that I am a drag. To the Marquis Mansion..."
After saying that, Su Yunting choked with sobs and cried at the desk: "Oh my God, you might as well accept me as early as possible. Why let me suffer the pain of being rejected?"
Su Yunting covered her chest with a heartbroken expression: "Auntie, I only want simple food and three meals a day, leaving this life to serve. Parents. But I didn’t leave the house, but I still stabbed Jing Niang in the eye!”
This cry was sad and gentle, making everyone sad and crying.
Su Yunyan's tears dropped, and she also shed tears.
The relaxed and comfortable atmosphere just now suddenly turned sad, and it looked more like a mourning hall than a mourning hall.
Gu Nanxi caught a glimpse of the red mud on the soles of Su Yunting's shoes and asked tentatively: "You can't leave the house in the courtyard?"
Su Yunting's eyes were filled with tears and he nodded repeatedly: "My son has always been in the courtyard to take care of his mother. Pray for blessings.”
Gu Nanxi said coldly.
The ancestor's spirit appeared. The unique red mud on Qishan Mountain in the south of the capital actually appeared on the soles of his shoes across most of the capital!
"Yunting, I think there is a title of Jianghu that suits you very well."
As soon as Jianghu was mentioned, Su Yunting's tears immediately stopped: "What title?"
"Jade-faced widow. See you. People will howl in mourning, and I’m sure everyone will run away when they see you.”
Su Yunting. With trembling lips, a jade finger tremblingly pointed at Gu Nanxi: "How can such warm lips say such cold words? Auntie, you dislike me after all."
" Su Yunting, don't rely on my mother-in-law to favor you, so you have to push your limits!" Su Xuanming hurried to the main courtyard as soon as he got out of school.
As soon as he saw Su Xuanming, Su Yunting was like a fighting cock, croaking and wanting to go up and say something: "Oh, my mother doesn't love me, how can I love you?"
Su Yunting said provocatively to Su Xuanming: "You are a woman Son, my mother was reprimanded and grounded by the Holy Master. This is because pork cannot be put on a sheep." Su Xuanming was clumsy and could not quarrel with Su Yunting, so he just stood there, his eyes red and his chest bulging with anger. A drum.
Su Yunyan stood between the two brothers anxiously: "Eldest brother, second brother, stop arguing."
At this moment, Mrs. Hou's yelling came from outside the courtyard door: "Call your master out! The good daughter-in-law she likes is just of low status, but she wants to force an old woman like me to death! What a vicious heart!"
Gu Nanxi held her forehead. She was grounded and could not stop these people from entering her yard.
"Go and invite the old lady and Aunt Duan in." Gu Nanxi ordered Lu Mei.
Lvmei went to invite the old lady.
"Humph, look at the good things you have done. I knew that Xuan Ming was not brought up by you, so you don't care about him. You actually fell in love with a businesswoman to be his wife..." The old lady cursed. She walked in. Before she could finish her words, she saw Su Xuanming looking at her with sorrow and indignation.
Gu Nanxi added the knife at the right time: "Old madam, that's not what you said in the mourning hall. Oh, it turned out that the knife cut yourself. Do you feel pain?"
The old madam's lips moved. Moved, I didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
Su Xuanming's heart was filled with tears, as he felt that in Nuo's grand palace, only his mother-in-law cared about and loved him the most.
Gu Nanxi was too lazy to handle the lawsuit for them, so she asked someone to invite Jingniang and let them discuss it themselves.
I am only responsible for providing a place, as well as tea, water and fruits.
When it comes to self-interest, people are very fast.
In a short while, the masters of the Hou Mansion gathered in the main courtyard.
Sitting around the large round table were Mrs. Hou, Aunt Duan, Su Xuanming, Su Yunting, Su Yunyan and Li Jingjing.
Gu Nanxi asked the servant to carry the bamboo deck chair to the window. Looking to the right, he saw the golden autumn scenery, and to the left, he saw the drama of a fight between a wealthy family.
There is a cute maid beside me, serving tea and water, and feeding her snacks bought at the night market from time to time.
Gu Nanxi rocked the bamboo chair with satisfaction, it was extremely comfortable!
The people at the round table were not as comfortable as Gu Nanxi, but rather embarrassed.
Complaining in private means speaking freely. Once this is put on the table, I don’t know where to start.
This was the first time Jing Niang had to deal with such complicated housekeeping matters. She was already extremely busy, and she was also accused of being blackmailed. Her breath was blocked in her chest, and her tone was not good.
"If you have any objections, just come to me! Don't bother Madam."
Su Yunting has never been angry since she was a child, so she certainly doesn't tolerate her: "I don't care how you clean it up, the expenses in my yard cannot be reduced! This is all for my life."
Jing Niang has He came prepared and slapped the account book on the table: "Ten years' worth of ginseng is one hundred taels, and you can use one piece a month. But in the warehouse, there are three years' worth of ginseng, which is only worth twenty taels."
Jing Niang took out the abacus and crackled it. He calculated: "You spend thousands of taels a year, but only a hundred taels are really used on you. Where did the rest of the money go?"
Su Yunting's face froze, and he was about to cry or make a fuss. Hang yourself three times and you will be taken care of Nan Xi stopped her: "If anyone makes a noise that gives me a headache, get out."
Seeing Su Yunting being scolded back, the old lady couldn't sit still: "I'm used to what's around me, I can't change it!"< br>
Jing Niang sneered: "A Xing Momo earns 50 taels per month, six sets of clothing for all seasons, and the reward is doubled during holidays. This treatment is comparable to that of a ninth-grade official. Madam, if you insist, you can use your own money to subsidize it."
After Jingniang finished speaking, she turned to Su Xuanming: "It's not that I'm selfish, it's the same for Su Lang. He spends as much as one hundred taels on entertainment every month, and now it has to be reduced to thirty taels."
Su Xuanming She opened her mouth to say something, but under Jing Niang's threatening eyes, she didn't dare to speak.
The old lady couldn’t hold her face and walked away.
Su Yunting's words were like poisonous arrows shot at Jingniang: "Why are you pretending to be a big clove of garlic? You have a small family and can't afford the big house. Just say it. Don't blame others. Push.”
Jing Niang's pretty face changed from red to white, as if she had knocked over a paint bottle.
(End of this chapter)