Xylophone is cooking dinner. The freshly renovated pot house was steaming hot, and the screeching sound of a shovel hitting an iron pot could be heard from time to time. Maosheng squatted at the gate of the West Courtyard with Zhong'er in his arms, playing with sour dates. Jing'er circled in front of her and behind her, playing the game of hiding cats alone.

Lan Xiang stepped into the pot house. Through the hot air, Xylophone thought that Maosheng had come in, so he said casually, you send the food to Uncle Sour Jujube, and come back to eat.

Hearing a chuckle, Xylophone looked up and saw that it was Lan Xiang, so he smiled and said, Why did you come in quietly. I thought it was Maosheng. Hurry up and give up your seat.

Lan Xiang hurriedly said, you are busy with yours. I'll come back later.

Muqin guessed that she was in a hurry at this time, and there must be something urgent, so she said that the meal was also ready, let him eat it. Let's go into the hall and talk.

Immediately, she brought the food for the sour jujube to the door of the West Courtyard, and asked Maosheng and Jing'er to go to the pot house to eat. She and Lan Xiang went into the hall and sat down, and poured another bowl of water.

Lan Xiang was unexpectedly cramped. She sat there honestly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Xylophone asked strangely, what's wrong, is there something wrong. Seeing that she still didn't speak, Xylophone asked several times in a row, but Lan Xiang still didn't say. Xylophone was a little anxious, thinking that something big had happened. She asked, what the hell is going on, I'm dying in a hurry.

The corners of Lan Xiang's mouth squirmed for a long time, and she replied hesitantly, I wanted to pull with you a long time ago. When I fought with Jin Lian last time, I wanted to pull, but I always felt that it was inappropriate, so I kept it in my heart. These days, seeing the baby's grandmother suffering day and night, they are not allowed to let outsiders know, for fear of making a big mess. That's going to kill someone. I'm so bored that I want to tell you about it, and ask you to help me get an idea, and see what to do, and I don't dare to make trouble.

Lan Xiang recounted in detail what she heard and saw, and finally cursed and swore, I don't dare to lie. Otherwise, let Lei Gong thunder and bombard me today. As she spoke, she began to sobble with excitement.

The xylophone had nothing to say for a while. She believed that Lan Xiang didn't make up the story and lie. Moreover, she is still her own concubine, she will never splash such dirty water on her family out of nothing. However, this kind of thing is very tricky to deal with. If you can't catch the current situation and have no evidence, you are framing good people. The sin is going to be great, and it will not only affect the affairs of one or two people or one or two families, but it is likely to affect the families of both parties. Even if you get stuck in the house and grab the bed, what can you do? They were sent to the commune and marched in the streets for adultery or corruption of social morals. If that's the case, the social atmosphere will get darker and darker, not to mention, the people of Xinghua Village will also be criticized. The whole family has no light on their faces, and the person concerned will be saddled with a lifetime of shameful infamy. Besides, this kind of private matter between the two has nothing to do with the entire social atmosphere.

Lan Xiang finally poured out the words that were suffocating in her chest, and her heart was a lot more relaxed. Seeing that the xylophone was silent for a while, her heart slipped to her throat again. She asked nervously, what do you say? This matter is also known to the baby's grandmother and the baby's father, and then it's you. They didn't dare to say or move when they saw the sky, and they couldn't discuss a good way. Please, give me an idea.

Xylophone pondered for a long time before saying, don't be too impatient about this matter. Outsiders can't interfere, and you can't interfere either. If you want me to see it, let my aunt find a proper time to talk to Jin Lian, communicate and communicate, and see if there is anything hidden inside. If such a thing is done, there must be a reason. It's like the Quartet is lazy when he goes home, and he doesn't care enough or something. You also know the things between the two of you, and you won't say it lightly. Moreover, this matter must not be publicized. must be solved secretly at home, just break up the two and stop interacting. Don't let outsiders see the joke, leave a handle.

Lan Xiang suddenly got an idea. She said, yes, yes, I'll tell the baby about his milk. After that, he didn't even have time to say the word "thank you", turned around and went straight to Zhenshu's house.

At this time, Mao Sheng saw that Lan Xiang was gone, so he whispered to Muqin, is it for the affairs of the Quartet family.

Xylophone asked vigilantly, what are you talking about, what is the matter of the Quartet family.

Mao Sheng laughed and said, "Hide it from me." There are rumors outside that Xigui and the Quartet family are getting better.

Xylophone replied casually, talking nonsense, men are also like women who are talking nonsense about their wives' tongues, which is really shameless. She immediately diverted the topic and asked Uncle Sour Zao if he was still worried and sad.

Mao Sheng said, yes. Since the death of the cow, he has no heart to make a fire to cook, and when he sees the sky eating cold cakes and drinking cold water, his spirit is poor.

Xylophone said, you often go to comfort and comfort him. It's not always a way to live alone. I'll have to find him a home again.

Mao Sheng said happily, Okay, I'll go and talk to him, and the root of his illness will be removed. With that, he got up and walked happily to the west courtyard.

Xylophone said urgently, don't worry, I just have an idea, and I can easily find it anywhere.

Mao Sheng didn't seem to hear clearly, and the hurried figure disappeared in a flash at the gate.

Jing'er was still crazy in the west courtyard, and Zhong'er also slept quietly on the bed, and the room suddenly fell silent. Muqin recalled the words of Lan Xiang and Mao Sheng, and was worried about Jin Lian. It seems that this matter will not be solved so easily, and there will definitely be a big chaos waiting for it. Now, in the face of such a situation, there is nothing she can do.

She thought, when she finds an appropriate opportunity, she must talk to Jin Lian. Whether she listens or not, she still has to make the great conflict clear. Let her weigh it herself and end the matter as soon as possible. After all, she has a little prestige among women, and they all treat her as a confidant. If she comes forward to speak, maybe Jin Lian will still be able to listen. It's been a long time, and something is bound to happen. At that time, I'm afraid that Jin Lian's fate will be miserable.