The mountain fog is shrouded, and the morning dew is clear. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The black night was torn open by a sudden bright light, and the sky became brighter and brighter. The silence of the mountains was replaced by the noisy sounds, the chirping of birds, and the people who began to be busy, even the chickens in the chicken pen and the pigs in the pig pen, were already screaming and hungry.

At the same time, Mrs. Chen, as in the past, came to the chicken pen with a scoop of corn pellets, released all the chickens and ducks in the cage, and sprinkled corn pellets one by one, which is something she has repeated every day for more than a month.

"Quack. ”

"Twitter. ”

The cries of chickens and ducks disturbed her, especially the smell of the smell and dirtiness, which almost dirty her old heart.

"What is it called, don't look at me if you have the ability, go to your master. A group of wolf-hearted beasts deserve a short life. ”

Mrs. Chen is a forty-five-year-old woman, born fat and round, with a narrow forehead and small eyes, and a vicious mouth. She wore a coarse gray gown, and her head and hands were empty, very plain.

Old man Mo in the kitchen had just come back from picking vegetables from the vegetable garden, and when he passed by the chicken pen, he saw Mrs. Chen who was feeding the chickens, and said hello kindly, "Morning, Mrs. Chen." ”

"What's early, didn't you see that the sun is shining in the **?son of a thief, why don't you hurry up and make breakfast, you want to starve the old lady to death!" Mrs. Chen's neck was stiff, and her super loud voice made Old Man Mo take three steps back.

"Hey, I said Mrs. Chen, I used to make breakfast at this hour, and I didn't see you say it was late, but now you are diligent and hungry!"

Mrs. Chen used to be the housekeeper of this Zhuangzi, and her man was the manager of this Zhuangzi, responsible for the production, rent collection, and trading of the Zhuangzi. This Mrs. Chen is also the queen mother of this Zhuangzi, and she is naturally arrogant and domineering. If you don't sleep until the end of the day, you won't get up, and you can be described as a fairy.

The so-called one person ascended to heaven, Mrs. Chen and his wife were the leaders of this Zhuangzi, and naturally pulled their cousins of seven aunts and eight aunts apart for several generations to their command, forming a Chen family gang, bullying tenants on weekdays, acting for tigers, and even more deceiving superiors and subordinates, and lying about the harvest handed over to the owner every year.

The husband is the chief steward, the eldest son is the second steward, the second son is the third steward, and even the five-year-old grandson is the fourth steward. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law wear gold and silver every day, which is more magnificent than the owner.

More than a month ago, the owner suddenly came to live in this Zhuangzi on a whim. This Mrs. Chen is used to living a life of snorting and drinking, so she naturally didn't take the fourteen or fifteen-year-old owner in her eyes, and she was perfunctory with a few words.

At first, the little proprietor didn't care, Mrs. Chen's nostrils were higher, thinking that the proprietor was just an ignorant child who didn't leave the door. Although he has everything he needs, his attitude is extremely disdainful. Even on the second day, he didn't go to the host to say goodbye.

Five days later, Mrs. Chen's family was all called to the main hall. The proprietor immediately pointed out that they had been acting for the tiger for more than ten years, deceiving their superiors and subordinates, and deducting money one by one.

Chen Pozi and others shouted injustice at first, but when the owner put physical evidence, human witnesses, account books, etc. in front of them, Chen Pozi and others were speechless.

Originally, he wanted to send them to the official, but the owner was merciful and thought that they had no merit and hard work, and they could be avoided by sending them to the official, but they could not escape the crime. Money is naturally used to make up for the deficit in front, and as for people, they have to do whatever they have to do with either leaving Zhuangzi or arranging something arranged by the owner.

Of course, Mrs. Chen chose the latter, staying in Qingshan is not afraid of no firewood, and there will always be a day when she turns over.

As a result, she became a subordinate who did chores.

Although it is said that he was also a subordinate in the past, the subordinate in front of him was just a name and lived the life of a master. And now, she is really a subordinate.

This fourteen or fifteen-year-old owner, don't look young, but he is quite old and spicy. As soon as the shot was fast and accurate, there was no chance for them to breathe at all, so it was the final word.

Mrs. Chen was so angry that she jumped her eyes, "What do you mean, you dare to talk back to me, you don't want the monthly money this month, do you? You don't want to do the kitchen errands, do you? Son of a thief, a group of white-eyed wolves, stealing and being lazy." ”

"You," Old Man Mo was scolded so much that he was scolded, he just said good morning, why was he scolded for no reason?" "Forget it, I won't tell you, I'll cook." ”

"You stop. Mrs. Chen threw the scoop in her hand, and a pair of fat hands were about to grab Old Man Mo.

I finally found a punching bag, where can I let it go. For a while, everyone gave her a look, and those little sluts who were crushed by her before, but now when they saw her, they didn't even say hello. Ignoring her existence, he ate the leopard's guts and killed them. "You son of a, white-eyed wolf. ”

There was wind under the feet of the old man Mo, and the old man's feet were swift and ran away all of a sudden. It was Mrs. Chen, who was already out of breath after not running a few steps.

After running away, Old Man Mo stopped, glanced back at Chen Po, who had not followed, and smiled disdainfully. "Hmph, you dare to call me, and you don't look at what you look like now. ”

Mrs. Chen was panting against the courtyard wall, and she didn't forget to shout in her mouth, "Son of a, lazy." ”

From a distance, I saw a mother walking over, Mrs. Chen rubbed one of her slitted eyes, and looked fixedly, it was the mother who was not easy to deal with next to the owner.

"Mother Wang, so early. Is there something wrong?"

Mrs. Chen straightened up, her face was full of smiles, and her face almost squeezed out the oil.

Mother Wang was expressionless and walked to Mrs. Chen to stand still. She is taller than Mrs. Chen, and her aura is naturally stronger than Mrs. Chen. In addition, Mrs. Chen is just a woman in the village, and Mother Wang is the mother of the back house, and the aura of the two is not of the same grade at all.

Unconsciously, Mrs. Chen's heart was wilted, and her back was slightly bent.

Mother Wang said, "Miss asked me to ask Mrs. Chen, is the work arranged for Mrs. Chen too little? Miss said, more work is more, Chen Po does more jobs, and the monthly money will naturally be more. ”

"Hmm, no, no, my wife can't be busy with so much work alone! ”

As he spoke, he symbolically hammered his waist.

Mother Wang didn't smile, "If Pony Chen is too tired, then I'll tell Miss that Pony Chen is old, and it's time to leave Zhuang and go back to her hometown to recuperate." ”

"Ah, this, I'm not ......" Chen Po hurriedly waved her hand, and her waist was no longer hammered.

"Mrs. Chen, don't be afraid, for the sake of your hard work, Miss will let you go. ”

"No, no, no, I'm not tired at all. "Chen Po is in a hurry," Lao Fu's mother told the young lady that Chen Po has the strength and will definitely do her best for the owner. ”

"If that's the case, that's the best. But Mrs. Chen, I still remind you, you just can't share your worries for Miss, and you shouldn't be unhappy for Miss. Early in the morning, I heard your roar from all over the country. The young lady said, if you have too much strength, then you don't need to eat breakfast and lunch. ”

"Huh?" Chen Po was dumbfounded, "I, the old slave should be damned, I shouldn't disturb the young lady's dream." I also hope that my mother will say a few kind words for me in front of the young lady, I didn't mean it, old slave, it's the old man ...... Mo"

"You don't have to explain this to me, Miss was woken up by you anyway. Mrs. Chen, you should do what Miss tells you! Otherwise, Miss will be angry, and you will have to leave the village. After Mother Wang finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

Chen Po's round figure flashed, and it flashed in front of her, blocking her way. "Mother Wang, you can do well, tell Miss for me, the slave knows that it is wrong, and the slave will never dare to do it in the future. ”

Mother Wang sighed, and said in the tone of an elder teaching a child: "It's not that I said you, Chen Po, your temperament should also be changed, the owner of this Zhuangzi is Miss, not you." And there is also a weak and sick Miss Cousin, who coughed until the second half of the night last night, and finally fell asleep, and was woken up by your loud voice, are you able to stand it?"

"I ......"

"Okay, in front of Miss, I'll say a few words for you. What are you going to do, I'm going to decoct Miss Cousin. ”

As soon as Chen Po heard that Mother Wang would speak for her, she sent Mother Wang away with great gratitude.

When Wang's mother's figure disappeared in the direction of the kitchen, she hurriedly put away the smile on her face, and spat fiercely, "Cut, old and immortal, what's the big deal." ”

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced in the direction of the main courtyard, and her face was as black as the bottom of a pot.