The Brocaded Tale of The Girl Si

Mrs. Feng looked at the second wife, Mrs. Xiao, with a gloomy expression.

Her daughter-in-law, the housekeeper, has not forgotten who is the real master of the house, and she has reached out to Cixintang!

When Jiang Silin left, Madam Feng couldn't help but get angry.

Why is it difficult for the big kitchen to be so good? Is it the day Jiang Qian came back?

Apparently, the fact that Jiang Si looked at Jiang Qian's face in Cixintang passed to the Xiao family, and then the Xiao family showed Jiang Si some color.

Mrs. Feng is a past person, and she doesn't care much about this kind of back house method, so she can't bear it if it comes to her.

Jiang Qian didn't go to Yaxin Garden, but Mrs. Xiao found Jiang Si. Doesn't this mean Mrs. Xiao knew exactly what happened in Cixintang!

On the side of the couch, it is absolutely unbearable for someone like Mrs. Feng who has a strong desire to control.

The more Madam Feng thought about it, the more angry she became. She raised her hand and splashed the tea on Xiao's face, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not dead yet!"

The tea was already half warm, and it wouldn't be hot if you spilled it on your face, but Xiao Shi is also an old man and has been a housekeeper for many years. Like a fire, I wish there was a crack in the ground to get into.

"Old Madam, what you said made your daughter-in-law feel ashamed. I don't know why my daughter-in-law did not do well, making you so angry..."

Mrs. Feng woke up and looked at the embarrassed Xiao Shi, although most of the anger in her heart was out, she was somewhat regretful.

It was a bit too long just now. After all, Mrs. Xiao is in charge of the family, and even if you don't look at Mrs. Xiao, you have to save some face for her for the sake of her two grandchildren.

"Forget it, you can go back, let Mrs. Liu's family leave the house early tomorrow, don't block me any more." Mrs. Feng eased her tone.

"The old lady has a good rest, and the daughter-in-law will retire first."

As soon as Mr. Xiao left, the huge Cixin Hall was extraordinarily quiet, and the needles could be heard falling.

Mrs. Feng glanced at Feng's mother and others without saying a word.

The depressing atmosphere made Mommy Feng and others unable to lift their heads, and sweat quietly soaked the clothes on the back.

Feng's mother took the lead and knelt down, followed by A Fu and A Xi.

As for the other maids and wives who are kneeling outside, they are not qualified to come in.

"Tell me, who's talking too much?" Old Madam Feng stretched out her hand to pick up the tea, but when she reached out halfway, she remembered that the cup of tea had been spilled on Xiao's face, and her face couldn't help but get darker.

Seeing this, Ah Fu got up boldly, neatly changed a cup of new tea and brought it to Mrs. Feng, then returned to the original place and knelt down.

Madam Feng picked up the teacup and took a sip. Although she was furious, she was still satisfied with Ah Fu's eyesight.

"No one admits it?" Mrs. Feng took another sip of tea, and her tone was no longer happy or angry.

But the more Mrs. Feng did, the more the servant who knelt on the ground felt a chill in her heart.

Axi finally couldn't bear the pressure, and banged her head and said, "It's the maid... The maid talks a lot..."

Seeing that she was one of the big maids by her side, Madam Feng tightened her lips and stared down at Axi, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing desperately without saying a word.

After such a short time, Axi has already knocked her hair into a mess: "After the second aunt left, the little maid of Yaxin Garden came to talk to the maid, and the maid thought that the second wife had a motherly heart for the second aunt, so she couldn't help but say more. Just a few words. Old Madam, the maid knows it's wrong. If the maid knew that such a big thing would be caused, she wouldn't dare to talk nonsense even if she killed the maid..."

Axi banged her head a few more times, and her fair and tender forehead was already covered with purple and blue: "The maid really knows it's wrong, I beg the old lady to spare the maid, the maid will no longer dare... "

"enough."

Mrs. Feng spit out two words, and Axi immediately stopped kowtowing, looking at her in horror.

"From tomorrow onwards, you can go to the sewing room to do things." Seeing Axi's forehead was bloody,

Old Madam Feng softened a bit and gave up the idea of ​​sending people out of the house.

"Xie... Madam Xie..." Axi slumped on the floor, completely despairing.

From a decent maid in Cixintang to a maid in the sewing room, this kind of blow made her want to die immediately before she was happy.

Seeing that Axi's expression was a little wrong, A'Fu was thinking about the love that the two had grown up together since childhood, so he hurriedly pulled her and said, "Old Madam, this maid will take Axi down to clean up."

"Let's go." Madam Feng was also tired after making a fuss, and said coldly, "Mother Feng, these people will be handed over to you to beat, and those who talk more in the future will be kicked out of the house!"

That night, the servants of Cixintang seemed to be silent, and they didn't dare to let out the air.

Yaxin Court is also not much better.

Xiao Shi returned to his residence from Cixintang in a state of embarrassment. As soon as he entered the room, he overturned the table. The teapot and cup on the table fell to the ground, and broken porcelain was splashed everywhere.

"What's wrong?" Mr. Jiang Er just happened to come in, and he found that there was no place to put his feet, and asked with a frown.

Embarrassed and aggrieved, Xiao Shi rejected the servants to explain the situation.

"Confused!" Jiang Er immediately scolded after hearing this, "What are you doing as an aunt to pinch your niece in such a trivial matter? Does it make your face bright?"

Xiao Shi's face was burning, and he hated: "Who would have thought that Jiang seemed to be so disrespectful that he would tear his face and compete with me."

Those first-mothers in the other family's mansion embarrassed the concubine's daughter or the stepmother's embarrassment for the first-born daughter of the original wife, which is not the one who is not a pinch on such a trivial matter?

Who dares to make a sound of those girls who have been pinched? Why can't it be her turn?

"Don't be unconvinced. It's easy for you to be the fourth girl? Earlier, she had a good marriage and naturally cherished her reputation, but now it's different."

"How is it different?"

"The jar is broken." When Jiang Si was mentioned, Master Jiang Er was also not in a good mood.

He hadn't forgotten that day when he was run down by his niece in front of the warehouse and was speechless.

Xiao Shi twitched his lips and waited for more, Jiang Er said coldly: "Anyway, that girl is barefoot now and is not afraid of wearing shoes, you stay away from her!"

After Master Jiang Er finished speaking, looking at the old wife's face under the light, her face was even more yellow than the tea leaves hanging on her temples. It was indeed a woman with a yellow face. Where would she want to stay longer, she lifted her feet to the west and crossed the courtyard.

Mr. Xiao didn't get a word of comfort from Mr. Jiang Er, but instead got a lot of scolding, and watched his man go to sleep with his concubine.

The confidant nodded and went out quietly.

Jiang Si returned to Haitang Residence, and Aman couldn't wait to ask, "Miss, how do you know that the old lady and the second lady don't dare to embarrass you?"

Jiang Si smiled lightly: "Without him, without desire, it's just being just."

She has nothing to ask for, so she can naturally use the dowry left by her mother to ask her grandmother sky-high prices. The grandmother was reluctant to give up using her mother's dowry for profit, and of course she could only sit on the sidelines when she attacked the second aunt.

As for the second aunt, I thought she was a girl without the protection of her mother, and she recognized that she was thin-skinned and would solve it in a euphemistic manner. In this case, I am afraid that the kitchen will stop before she can take any action, so she can only suffer from this dumb loss.

It's a pity that the second aunt didn't know. She had understood long ago that face and dignity are two different things in life.

Face is not as important as living happily, and living happily is not to lose dignity!

"Go to sleep, tomorrow will be lively." Jiang Shi motioned for Aman and the two to wait on her to wash up.

Ah Man and Ah Qiao exchanged glances, and invariably thought: What will happen tomorrow?