Chapter 1795 I was so disgusted
Her hair was still tied into a lady's bun, but it was blown a bit by the wind one night and became a little messy. Her clothes in the color of lucky bamboo were wrinkled, making her look really embarrassed.
No one came to help her, so Wen Ya stood up on the sofa by herself, placing her hands in front of her nervously.
Called: "Sister."
The old lady was disgusted.
Wu Ma reminded: "Miss Wen, you should call me Madam."
Wen Ya pinched her palms, her lips turned white, and she reluctantly said, "I was negligent, I really should call my sister Madam. "
Wu Ma reminded her calmly: "It's Madam, Miss Wen needs to know her identity."
The implication is that she is a concubine who walked in from the back door. She is not even qualified to enter the ancestral hall, let alone call the main palace "sister".
Wen Ya looked humiliated, but she could only smile and said: "Yes..."
The old lady flirted with her and said, "Yesterday you went to see that girl Jiaojiao?"
"Yes, I met her by chance. Just say hello to the child."
The old lady sneered: "There's no need to beat around the bush with me. I know exactly what you are. The one named Bo came here to break up the mistress's marriage, right?"
Wen Ya was not surprised. The old lady was so smart that she didn't hide it at all. Can't live.
"The master said that the third young master's marriage was too hasty. He had met Nan Jiaojiao before, and she was not someone who could live a peaceful life. Besides, the undercurrent of the Bo family is surging now, and those in the side branch are ready to make a move. The third young master doesn’t care about the capital. If he marries a wife who is not helpful to him, he will be eaten alive by those in the family sooner or later.”
"Fuck your mother!"
Old Mrs. Bo got angry and put the tea cup down due to gravity, and the tea splashed across the back of her hand.
Her face darkened, "He wants to get married. Have you asked me? He dares to speak about anything. He dares to touch the granddaughter-in-law I have chosen!"
Wen Ya He lowered his head and said, "Madam, I'm just following orders. Everything is what the master wants." "Come on, I'll leave my words here. Jiaojiao is the one I'm sure of. If you come at me in any matter, all you can do is bully me." What a kid, go back and tell that old sick man that as long as I am alive, he will have no control over my mistress’s marriage!”
Wen Ya was shocked and didn't dare to raise her head. It took a long time before the words came out of her mouth: "I understand. When I go back, I will convey the madam's intention to the master intact."
"Stop."
The old lady called to Wen Ya. She was not blind, so she could understand the expression on Wen Ya's face.
Also tell me, who is the yin and yang?
Wen Ya tensed her shoulders and turned around, "Do you have any other instructions, madam?"
"Are you good at making tea?"
Wen Ya raised her eyes, "Huh?"
"I happen to have a tea set here, please make some tea before leaving."
As soon as she finished speaking, Wu Ma had already gone to get the tea-making tools, put a futon on the ground, and politely asked Wen Ya to sit down.
Wen Ya was holding back her anger, but she hid it well on her face. She sat down and fiddled with the tea set, doing the last step methodically. Finally, she poured out a cup of tea and handed it to the old lady with both hands.
The old lady didn't answer, and just said: "It's cold."
Wen Ya subconsciously retorted, "The temperature of the tea that was just brewed is just right, how can it be cold?"
The old lady Said, "When I say it's cold, it's cold."
Wu Ma picked up a pot of boiling water from the stove, "Miss Wen, please hold it steady, the old lady doesn't like to drink cold tea. , please bear with me.”
(End of this chapter)