"Miss said yes!" Hua Jin finished speaking, and Mama Rong echoed with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hua Jin smiled and nodded slightly, since the matter of those paperwork had been resolved, she also relaxed, turned around and entered the door, Shi Shiran sat in front of the table.

Seeing her relaxed expression and smiling, Mama Rong sat down at the desk again. He walked over quickly, poured a little water in the inkstone with the herbal tea on the side, and slowly grinded the ink, "Then the Jiang family feels that there is a handle of the Hua family in his hand, and he will definitely not stop." In the future, the Hua family will be lively. ”

Although Mama Rong was just a faint statement, Hua Jin could still hear the faint smile and schadenfreude in her tone, obviously she was also very disgusted with the group of people in the Hua family, and wanted to see them suffer.

The ink was almost grinding, Hua Jin took the brush and dipped it gently, and then, began to write on the paper, and said while writing, "How lively is the Hua family, what do we have to do?" After speaking, on the white paper in front of Hua Jin, a frenzied word 'quiet' appeared.

The word Huajin is as wide and open as ever, and Rong Mama only sees the word 'quiet', and she can perceive Huajin's current good mood.

"It's really not related to us!" Mama Rong nodded and admitted that since the family was separated, as long as it was not a matter of the entire clan being implicated, it naturally had nothing to do with the Hua Jin sisters and brothers who had separated the family.

"My uncle and eldest brother don't know what is going on now. Hua Jin dipped the brush in ink in a good mood. Keep writing on the paper.

When Mama Rong heard him mention these two people, her eyes flashed slightly, "That father and son are the ones who love to beat people the most." At this time, it is better to let them taste the taste of being beaten by others. ”

The reason why Mama Rong said this was naturally because of the fact that they played the Huajin board before. Although it is said that when they followed Hua Jin, Hua Jin had already been beaten, and things had already happened. But as long as she thinks of Hua Jin's young age, being beaten fifty boards, she feels pitiful and distressed. So when Hua Jin planned to return the fifty boards, she also felt very relieved.

"What is Mama Rong talking about, what do we have to do with whether or not to beat the board? Who let them make mistakes, and the county master will punish them!" Hua Jin sneered, his eyes were full of disdain, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he was still writing. Then he smiled and said to Mama Rong.

Mama Rong saw that Hua Jin was so serious and put aside the relationship. also smiled and nodded, "What Miss said is that the slave maid said it wrong." "Also, it's good to know some things in your heart, so why bother saying them!

After talking for a while, Hua Jin wrote another word. The content is an ancient poem: people have a thought, heaven and earth know everything, if good and evil are not rewarded, there must be selfishness.

Although it is cursive, it seems to have messy marks. Mama Rong glanced at it, but felt that there was a faint wind and thunder in the words, and it was rushing towards her face. It points to the truth that good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Mama Rong was also from a wealthy family when she was young, and she knew a few words, and later entered the palace, became a female official, and also studied for a few years. Every time I see Huajin writing, I secretly sigh that my own lady's font is its own. The poems written are also extraordinary.

The two were talking like this, and Holly finished eating over there. After changing his clothes a little, he cleaned himself up and came back to report again. Hua Jin picked up all the two words he had just written, and threw them in the passing stove when he went out.

Mama Rong twitched her lips a little distressed, she didn't feel sorry for the paper and ink. It's just that I feel sorry for Hua Jin, and I wrote such good poems and words, but I can only destroy them like this. No matter how talented he is, he can only be confined to the boudoir, and he can't help but sigh in his heart.

Hua Jin didn't think so. Anyone who can live well in this world is definitely not a person who pretends to be a tiger, or even a real tiger, but a person who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. The so-called talent and reputation are not important to her. She prefers to make a fortune in a muffled voice, as long as she cultivates her younger brother to become a talent, she will have something to rely on, and he will be able to live freely in this Yan country in the future. Until then, keeping a low profile was the only rule of thumb for her actions.

Although Hua Jin has a decision, people are driven forward by fate, so in the end he embarked on an unplanned path and went higher and higher.

Hua Jin took Mama Rong into the main hall, where Fleur and Holly were already waiting. Seeing him enter the door, both of them saluted together, "Miss!"

"No need to be polite," Hua Jin said lightly.

Although Hua Jin said this, the two of them still saluted before standing up. After that, Holly reported to Hua Jin on the whole process that had happened in the county before.

"So the old woman is now locked up in the shopkeeper Qin?" Hua Jin asked when he heard the old woman.

Holly nodded, "The little one doesn't dare to make his own decisions, I don't know if this woman is still of any use?"

Hua Jin frowned slightly when he heard him say this, this old woman is very embarrassed, if it is useful, it is useless, but if you want to deal with it, they don't have this old woman's deed of sale. And this old woman is old, and it is not easy to sell. Hua Jin couldn't take her in by himself, so when he thought about it, he felt that the old woman was really tricky.

Because Hua Jin was thinking about how to deal with the old woman, the whole main hall fell silent. Hua Jin sat on the chair, his fingers slowly fiddling with the embroidery on the upper and lower hems. Rong Mama and the others stood quietly on the side, not daring to disturb Hua Jin's thinking.

After a quarter of an hour, Hua Jin suddenly stopped his movements and raised his head. With a smile on her face, she looked at Holly, "How nice it would be if that old woman ran away on her own!"

Holly's eyes lit up when she heard her say this, "What Miss said is very true!" Then he arched his hand slightly, and said to Hua Jin, "Miss, when I met with the shopkeeper of Na Qin yesterday, he also asked the little one." It's past the Lantern Festival, and I don't know when I can come and pick up the latest goods. ”

Hua Jin heard him ask about it, and then remembered that the New Year had passed, the Lantern Festival had passed, and the supply of goods in the capital was about to resume again, "I have to remind the shopkeeper of Qin, otherwise we will forget all the business of the New Year, Dongqing, you go to the county tomorrow to talk to the shopkeeper of Qin, and let him send someone to get the goods directly!"

Since Hua Jin ordered to come down, the holly naturally bowed and saluted, and promised, "The little one obeys the order, and tomorrow I will go to the county seat to inform the Qin shopkeeper"

"Okay, you've worked hard today" Hua Jin finished speaking, took out a purse from the space and asked Mama Rong to hand it to Holly. Inside is specially packed by him, and the gold bills he made before are specially used for rewarding people.

Holly knew that Hua Jin had always been generous to his subordinates, so he knelt down and thanked him, took the purse, and then slowly withdrew from the main hall.

Fleur, who was only on one side, looked dazed. I was talking about the old woman just now, why did she suddenly talk about something else, how should the wife deal with it?

Hua Jin and Rong Mama looked at her and laughed, it was a shame that this hibiscus was not sold into a rich family, otherwise I don't know how she died, and it would be okay to enter Hua Jin's house to make a beautiful vase. (To be continued.) )