: Knocking the traitor

After finishing the gift-giving matters of the day, Mrs. Song heard about the little storm in the garden from her confidant mother, and she turned black on the spot.

"I remember that Peony Lady was living in Hongxiu Pavilion with Aunt Mei, Aunt Zhou and others. There was a little girl serving him. Why did she run around early in the morning and even hit the Grandma?" Mrs. Song said, putting down the tea bowl and walking out: "No, I have to go and see the Grandma."

Fang's mother stopped her and smiled and said, "Madam, don't be anxious. Madam is fine. It's okay, so please listen."

Mrs. Song sat down again when she heard this. When she heard that Mr. Song had gently wiped the matter, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and smiled: "It seems that the old man will not be able to fight Mrs. In the future, he will be afraid just like us."

"That's right, actually, it's just their unique way of getting along. They are both old husbands and wives, and three legitimate sons, so they really fight to the death." Fang's mother smiled.

Mrs. Song sighed: "Although there are three legitimate sons, my mother is somewhat uneasy. Have you heard of it? Has she mentioned that one?"

"Madam, be careful."

Mother Fang walked to the window and looked out, whispering: "Mrs. It is best not to say too much about that matter, so as not to spread to the Grandmaster's ears and make her displeasure."

Mrs. Song said embarrassedly: "I know, isn't this just a bad thing for her?"

"The lady herself doesn't care."

"Mom Fang, how can women not care about their men? They have been dedicated to supporting their family. They have been able to survive poor days. After finally getting their lives, they have a ready-made one. If you change them, can they not care about them generously?" Mrs. Song sneered: "Mother's temperament is actually stronger than anyone else, and they are stronger."

Mother Fang was silent and said for a while: "If you are not strong, how can you be from the Song family today?"

Mrs. Song was actually admired and said, "Forget it, I won't talk about this. Go to Hongxiu House and check it out. Tell two more people over. Don't let someone run around and hit the grandma and the master of the mansion. I also knocked on those two people, and I couldn't even look down on them, and it was useless. Hongxiu's beautiful things are not only for them. If you want to enjoy your happiness, let them be more at ease and don't make any messes."

At the end of the conversation, it was a little cold.

Half an hour later, Hongxiu Pavilion.

Aunt Mei and Aunt Zhou and others collapsed on the Arhat bed with cold sweat, their eyes facing each other.

"Sister Mei, what should I do now?" Aunt Zhou looked at Aunt Mei quietly and said, "I said that it won't work. Fortunately, the lady is fine, otherwise we will be responsible for death."

Aunt Mei looked at her with a grudge against the fact that she was not as good as a steel: "Are you stupid? She hit the lady and even if she carried it in, she would definitely not be happy with the lady. Without status or the mistress's love, no matter how favored she is, she would not be able to become a great climate. Just now, it is hard to say whether she can carry the lady."

"But……"

"Don't do it, we didn't do anything, we just said that the lady was just walking, she ran out by herself." Aunt Mei said toughly.

Aunt Zhou lowered her head and twisted the handkerchief in her hand.

"Two concubines, the nanny Gong beside the lady is here." The maid lifted up the curtain and reported.

Their faces changed slightly and they stood up quickly.

Madam Gong walked in and smiled slightly to convey Song Ci's meaning. Next month, she hoped that there would be a hundred volumes of Buddhist scriptures to worship the river god. She was in poor health, and the two aunts had beautiful handwriting, so she asked them to copy it on their behalf.

Aunt Mei and Aunt Zhou shook their bodies and agreed loudly.
Chapter completed!