As soon as the morning passed, the sky darkened, and in an instant, everything outside was blurred like black clouds.

The heavy rain is like a bean and a pali crackling on the roof, knocking people's hearts are dry.

Aunt Li's personal maid handed the umbrella to the little maid at the door, and entered the house wet with her trouser legs.

At this time, Aunt Li was also anxiously waiting for her return.

"Why hasn't the master come back yet? What did you see? Oh, what are you still wiping your face, tell me quickly. ”

As soon as the maid took the face cloth handed over by the little girl, she was thrown to the ground by Aunt Li, and she anxiously wanted to hear about the situation of the third master and the third wife.

The maid swallowed the rain dripping down her hair, and her teeth chattered: "The master entered the third wife's room and never came out." And ......"

"What?" Aunt Li narrowed her eyes, and before she could finish speaking, anger was already in her heart. She snapped and slapped the maid in the face.

"A bunch of rubbish, who can't even take care of himself, let him go see the damn woman again. ”

Although the maid felt very wronged, she still knelt down honestly, she lowered her head with tears and the rain on her face: "The master is not happy to see the third wife, when I went over there, I heard someone say that the fifth lady is back." ”

"What?" Aunt Li was stunned. If it weren't for the maid who had forgotten about her, the Seventh Master would have told her to finish this matter as soon as possible. It is indeed a big deal that this dead girl is back, and it is inevitable that the third master will know that he will go to see the third wife.

It's just that how did that dead woman find the dead girl?

"Lin Xiaojue is back?Why don't we know anything about it?How did she come back?" Aunt Li was a little caught off guard and asked a lot of questions.

These are the questions that the maid doesn't know.

"The slave and maid will go and ask the porter. She said kowtow to Aunt Li, and seeing that Aunt Li didn't ask anything else, she went out again in the rain.

The third master is also asking the third wife.

It was raining heavily outside, and the weather suddenly turned cold, and the Luohan in the house was a little gloomy and gloomy all around.

The husband and wife are both sitting, there is a little girl boiling tea on the side, the small stove is warm, and the tea is swirling.

"How did you find Xiao Jue? Why don't you tell me?" Anyway, he is also the head of the family, Fan Niang doesn't take him seriously, but he just whispered down to coax people, Fan Niang finally talked to him, and at this time, he didn't want to intensify the conflict because of Lin Xiaojue, so he just pretended that his voice was a little cold.

The third lady pursed her lips: "Why do you want to tell the master?" she asked rhetorically.

"I'm the head of the family. The third master almost blurted out.

OK......

"How can I say that I am also Xiaojue's third uncle, there is an accident in the temple, and I am also very concerned about her. He said in a different tone.

"Oh, I see!" said the third lady in a tone of sudden realization: "I thought you didn't care who she was, but I didn't expect you to know that you were her third uncle." ”

She deliberately lengthened the key, and the irony in this is self-evident.

The third master felt that the third wife had returned to the time when he was with his aunt when he was just together.

"Fan Niang, you know that Xiaojue's affairs are in charge of the mother and second brother, and there is nothing we can do about it. Can you not always make fun of me for these things? I don't feel good about it. He said with some impatience and grievance.

The third lady also felt that she had gone too far when she heard his heartfelt words.

The third master is a concubine, and he was supposed to beg for a life under the eaves of the main mother, and the mother just hates the second sister-in-law and Xiaojue very much, it can be said that the person who really let Xiaojue come to the temple is the mother, a filial piety word is as heavy as a mountain, and neither she nor the third master can disobey it, so the third master is wrong in the matter of Xiaojue, but he never thought of being good to this child.

He is a person who is afraid of trouble, as a relative, sometimes others don't take you to heart and can only say that he is not affectionate, or the family is not affectionate, but he does not break the law.

The third wife didn't want to criticize the third master for anything.

She smiled with relief: "Indeed, it's wrong for me to sarcastically be you, and I thought we were young." ”

In a word, it is realistic and helpless.

Yes, what is there to be noisy at such an age, after so many years of being alone and quiet, what else can you figure out, the third master also smiled awkwardly.

"Since we are back, let's settle her well, and we still have to ask my mother to make decisions in the future, and that's all we can do. He said very realistically.

The third wife knew that she couldn't force it: "Be good to her when you can be good to her, the master does this, and the second sister-in-law will be grateful to you if she knows it." ”

said that the second sister-in-law and the third master really didn't have a good impression of that woman, it was too hypocritical, she relied on her high status in the family, so she didn't allow the second brother to take a concubine, and she was looking for death to live, and finally she was hanged because of jealousy.

Of course, these have nothing to do with him, but Fan Niang listens to her instigation, and she also likes to be jealous.

At the mention of the Zhou family, the third master smiled perfunctorily.

The third lady seemed to be able to see what she was thinking.

"Why hasn't the master left?" she asked suddenly, coldly.

The third master is a spirit, why did he drive people away when he was fine just now?

This woman is really troublesome.

"How can I leave in such a heavy rain?" The third old man rolled his eyes and said: "On a rainy day, stay as a guest, besides, I am not a guest, you are my wife, I want to stay." ”

"When did you learn to be so thick-skinned?" The third lady frowned: "Stay in the guest sky on a rainy day, I won't stay in the sky, the master should go back." ”

The third wife and his poems, the corners of the third master's mouth were almost undetectable, and he pretended not to hear and picked up a cup of tea.

"What kind of wood is this tea steak?" It looks a little old, I'll give you a new set of ...... tomorrow," he changed the subject to himself.

The older the old man became, the more scoundrel he became, and the third wife couldn't get rid of people, and she couldn't take him, but she didn't say anything, as if she was sulking alone.

After dinner, Zhang Qilin drank the rice drunk, and broke into his father's study with a shake of his body.

Zhang Yuejing and Tao Shengsan all raised their heads when they heard the sound.

"Qilin, why don't you use an umbrella when it's raining so hard?" Zhang Yuejing said distressedly.

Zhang Qilin entered the house without closing the door, he was very diligent to close the door, but in an instant, the heavy rain penetrated the door and drenched his face.

He wiped the water from his mouth, then turned his head to see his son rummaging around again.

"What are you looking for?" he knew in his heart that his son was flipping over the money, but he still couldn't control himself, and he blocked and asked over and over again.

"Where's the money? Haven't doctors and patients come to the door recently? What about the money you earn?" Zhang Qilin tiptoed and rummaged through the bookshelves.

Counting the big man of the Li family, there have been seven or eight doctors and patients in the hospital recently, but this is just the beginning, and the master is a good man, and he is not black-hearted to charge more money, except for the cost of medicinal materials, the consultation fee is barely enough for the family to eat and dress for a few days, where is the spare money for him to gamble?

Tao Xingsan saw Zhang Yuejing flipping out Zhang Qilin's book one by one and putting it back, he silently clenched his fists.

"What is this?" Zhang Qilin flipped to the prescription and suture notes that Lin Xiaojue wrote to Zhang Yuejing, he opened it to read, and Tao Shengsanyi snatched it back.

"What are you doing? rob me of something, it's the other way around?" Zhang Qilin frowned, and he relied on the strength of the wine to talk at Tao Shengsan, who was usually cowering.

Zhang Yuejing saw that his son was going to be angry with the honest apprentice, and hurriedly stood up to play a round.

"It's nothing, this is the recipe left by the young lady, not the money. He kindly persuaded his son.

Zhang Qilin snorted and didn't speak, and continued to look around.

Tao Xingsan lowered his head and folded the Fang Zi very cherished, opened and folded it, as if he was holding a treasure.

"It would be nice if my son was like a provincial three. Zhang Yuejing sighed in his heart, but he was helpless.