Mother Jia sighed, "I know, I knew you couldn't keep it when I was a child, when you were born, your mother didn't agree to stay with me, and when your mother went, you were filial piety, and finally entered the garden, and only lived a few days of joy, and your father ...... again."

Jia Lu didn't speak, let alone her parents, even she herself was reluctant to stay in the Rong Mansion at the beginning, but when it was over, she was reluctant to leave.

Listen to Jia's mother again, "That's it, stay here and stay to become an enemy, since you are going, I have nothing to say, come back often to see your sisters, just look at my old wife!"

Zhang Shi saw that the atmosphere was not very good, and hurriedly said, "What the old lady said is not right, not for the sake of their sisters, it is often indispensable to ask the old lady for peace!"

Jia's mother said, "That's it, my son doesn't expect to be able to say hello every day, and I will return you!"

Zhang's mind turned, I don't know if he was talking about Jia Zheng who was away or Jia Yu who was unfilial, if it was the former, it would be fine, if it was the latter, didn't the old lady know something, or was she beating them?

Then he didn't dare to speak.

Jia Mu called, "Mandarin duck, go and bring the ink-dyed body deed!"

The mandarin duck responded, and Jia Lu didn't do anything, but the ink dye hanging his head beside him trembled.

After a while, the mandarin duck took a yellowed deed and handed it to Jia's mother, who handed it to Jia Lu, which was a piece of paper that was some years old, and there was no signature on it, only the red finger prints and the official seal in the account room of Rongguo Mansion.

Mo Dye is the son of a family, and since she was born, her parents have signed this deed, and his parents are illiterate, so they can only press the finger print.

Jia Mu said, "This was originally intended to be given to you when you went out, but now that you are leaving, I won't keep it anymore, I just hope that Mo Dye can take care of you!"

Mo Ran walked out, knelt down and bowed to Mother Jia, crying, "Old lady, the slave will always remember the old lady's kindness, and will take good care of the fourth girl!"

Jia Lu hasn't done anything yet, she is happy, she doesn't have to ask for it herself, Zhang Shi saw this, sighed slightly, and said secretly, Sister Lu is still too tender.

In fact, since Jia Lu got Jiao Qian's identity deed from herself, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ink-dyed will also be taken by her, but sooner or later, Jia's mother must also know, rather than waiting for Jia Lu to ask for it, she has to give it, it is better to take it out like this.

In this way, Sister Lu is grateful to her, and Mo Ran will also remember the kindness of the old lady, she is the only big girl next to Sister Lu, and after many years of affection, she has to say two more good words about the old lady in her ear, if it is more serious, maybe Mo Ran will look at the old lady more seriously than her own girl.

But it doesn't matter, the ink dye is also big, but after two or three years of hard work, I have to go out to match people, and there will be no moths.

Seeing that she knew how grateful, Jia Mu nodded with satisfaction, and asked people to help her up again.

Jia Lu is the master, it is impossible to hold the deed by himself, and he brought a girl with ink dyeing when he was born, so he directly took the ink dye of the deed, and the ink dye took it over, and then his heart was settled, but a thought flashed in his mind, it would be good if he could take it from his mother.

Immediately denied it again, and secretly said, his old son has never read, and he has no knowledge, he has always been proud of the servants of the Rong Mansion, if he took it upon himself to redeem them, maybe he would blame her.

Jia's mother left Zhang and Jia Lu to talk for a while, until it was dark and sent people out.

Since then, everyone in Ningfu has concentrated on keeping filial piety at home.

Since the death of the emperor, he still maintains the importance of the emperor's old ministers on the surface, and he keeps promoting and promoting, but in secret, he has stepped up the weakening and control of certain forces, and the first is the forces behind the two princes who have gone, one is the Zhen family who is vigorously cleaned up on the surface, and the other is the power of the Shuren abolished prince in Ping'an Prefecture.

On that day, a rare day of rest, Jia Lian teased his youngest son at home and coaxed his little daughter, and he didn't know how beautiful his life was, but he was much gentler and softer towards Wang Xifeng.

Of course, it's not that Jia Lian was cold or violent to her before, after all, he is a son, and he is not able to deal with his wife like a reckless man in the market, but Wang Xifeng, as a woman, will always have her own feelings, she doesn't know cold violence or anything, but she really feels Jia Lian's coldness.

It wasn't until they gave birth to Maomao that the two regained some of their newlywed love, and even Wang Xifeng, a strong woman, had to sigh that for men, the inheritance of heirs is much more important than that of women.

"Second master, it's getting harder and harder for me to look at my family, do we have to find a way to open source?"

Wang Xifeng was dressed in a sapphire blue forged gauze jacket, reclining on the soft collapse, holding an ice bowl and eating with a match.

Jia Lian was wearing a snow-white bedclothes, turned Mao Mao over and lay on the couch, looking at him sliding on all fours like a turtle, just laughing on the side, Sister Qiao saw that her brother was so uncomfortable, and hesitated to help her brother turn over, but was always stopped by Jia Lian.

Wang Xifeng's voice fell, and Jia Lian said casually, "But there is a shortage of silver again, go back and ask Xing'er to send you a thousand taels of silver, it's not worth anything!"

Jia Lian earned a lot of money, plus Wang Xifeng used to be a member of the Gongzhong School, and his dowry shrank a lot, although Zhuangzi or something is still there, but the floating wealth that can be produced for turnover like a store is a lot less, so in their small family, Jia Lian's status has risen gradually.

Wang Xifeng shook his head and said,

"Last time, you took a lot of money back home, and I still have a dowry, and it won't be bad for a while, but I think that although your money is easy to come by, but once you don't have it, you have to think of a way to make money for a long time, and ......"

"And what?"

Moreover, Wang Xifeng is a person who has no power in her hands and is itchy, she has lost her housekeeping rights and endured it for several months, which is also her ability, if she is not in good health, it will be fine, but she is a little confinement child, her body is good, and she is also in good spirits.

It's just that how could I talk to him about this, shook his head and said, "It's nothing." ”

Jia Lianhu glanced at her suspiciously, but she didn't see anything, but what she just said was also the truth, he could earn money, if he let go of his hands and feet, he would have 10,000 taels of silver a month.

Especially at this time, anyone with a discerning eye can see that when the emperor plans to clean up the court, he is in the household department, to share the cake, to intercede, it can be said that the entire household department has been eating a mouth full of oil recently.

But he knows that his future career is the most important, so he is only willing to follow the big guy and eat some leftovers, and he is not willing to stand on his own.

It's just that in this way, the money will be less, and you will have to find a way to make money.