The eighth master smelled the handkerchief again, as if it really had a bitter taste, and there was a faint coldness.

His face immediately changed, what is this Aunt Zhao going to do, he turned around and threw the handkerchief in his hand in front of Aunt Zhao, "Say!" What have you smoked on this veil! ”

"No, the slave didn't do anything, wronged master." Aunt Zhao couldn't argue, she was so frightened that she shook like chaff and kowtowed again and again.

Ruan Shi saw that she had enough of knocking on the side, and waved her hand to stop, "Master, it's all because the concubine is too reckless, maybe I'm too careful, you let Aunt Zhao go back, the concubine looks at her and her brain hurts." ”

Seeing that the Ruan family was so tolerant and generous, the eighth master was very pleased, and waved his hand at Aunt Zhao, "Madam won't pursue it, you can go back and think about it." "Don't bother to look at her again.

"Daddy!" Xiuguan straightened her knees and wanted to plead, but she was quickly grabbed by the maid in Ruan's house, and the mother and daughter were dragged out of the door like autumn wind sweeping leaves, and when they arrived on the porch, they were silent, and they should have gagged their mouths with a handkerchief.

For Xiuguan, this is the first time, then I'm sorry, who told you to have nothing to do.

The noise was quiet, and the eighth master was left standing in the center of the room, a little cramped and uneasy, he felt as if he was wrong to blame the Ruan family, the Ruan family thought about him and did not pursue Aunt Zhao's malice. He didn't know what to say.

Xiusun knew that the elders didn't want her to be here at this time, so she retired with a smile, picked up the handkerchiefs scattered on the ground casually, and went out with the group in her hands.

Ruan Shi comforted, "The master is also too kind-hearted, and the concubine has suffered this grievance is nothing, I just hope that the master will not be so impulsive when he goes outside in the future, listen more and watch more before making a judgment." ”

Ruan's this is a bit preachy, and the eighth master feels that his face is hot, and he feels embarrassed to refute.

Originally, he came to save the beauty of the hero, but later found out that his tigress was the one who was persecuted, and he had already made this matter a nail in his heart.

Xiusun bypassed the Xuan window, heard that her father and mother did not continue to quarrel, turned a corner, went to the small kitchen in the front yard of the onion Jiexuan, and directly threw these handkerchiefs into the fire under the stove.

The tongue of fire slipped through the silk handkerchief, and the roots of the orange-red flame rolled up charcoal-black fine dust, and soon, several squares of handkerchiefs turned into such unrecognizable gray-black powder, and when it was blown by the wind, nothing was gone.

Aunt Zhao wanted to provoke the Ruan family, and then she was beaten as before, and then showed the eighth master a scar to win the sympathy of the eighth master, maybe so, the eighth master could pity her and take her with him to avoid being destroyed by the Ruan family.

She is here to pretend to be a good person, of course she will not put medicine on the veil, in fact, there is nothing on the veil, the so-called bitter cold taste is actually the original taste of the veil.

Suspicion is a terrible thing that can be created out of nothing.

Both Ruan and Xiusun swore that if they smelled a strange smell, the Eighth Master would be inclined to confirm it, rather than listen to Aunt Zhao's grievances to prove it.

In addition, everything in the world has a little bit of the original taste, and in the process of verification, he will pay more attention to the sense of smell, and the more he smells, the more he feels that it smells, and the more he believes Ruan's words in his heart.

In the end, Ruan did not convict Aunt Zhao, but only said that she was too careful, and now that the veil is also burning, Aunt Zhao can't overturn the case if she wants to.

Where did Nguyen go wrong? Isn't it worth advocating for a pregnant woman to be more careful?

Even if the eighth master came back to his senses and felt that this matter was strange, the matter had already passed, and there were no irreversible consequences, so what else was there to pursue.

So, since she is looking for a fight, let's fight as much as she wants, anyway, it's a fight for nothing.

However, this trick is also useful for dealing with the stupid and soft-eared Eighth Master, Xiusun suddenly realized that although the Ruan family does not like the Eighth Master on weekdays, he is afraid that he knows the Eighth Master better than everyone in this courtyard.

The premise of knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and coming up with thousands of strategies to defeat the enemy is to understand the opponent, not blindly brute force.

No one bothered about Xiuguan during the whole process, as if she had never been involved in this matter. But Xiusun knew that Ruan had not forgotten, she should not have figured out how to deal with Xiuguan. It's light, it's unwilling, it's heavy, it's not worth it.

Seen, taught.

At the end of the year, there are many rights and wrongs, and Xiusun has just learned her first lesson.

After Xiusun destroyed the corpses of the suspicious handkerchiefs, she trotted back to the green gate with the little magpie, and heard the mother-in-law say that the eighth master went to the outer courtyard, so she turned into the main house.

Ruan Shi was still leaning on the Xiangfei couch to read the account book, and his face was also faint, as if nothing had happened just now, and when he saw Xiusun enter the house, he still beckoned her to sit on the small pestle beside her.

She instructed Chen's mother, "I forgot about it just now, and the winter peach washed from Zhuangzi was brought out for Miss to eat." ”

Xiusun asked, "Did the old lady send it there?" She was afraid that Ruan's would forget about it.

Ruan patted her on the head, "Yes, the old lady and Xiuzhi sent it," and remembered something, "When Titian went, she said that Aunt Wang was also in the house, so I asked someone to send some more to the Bifen Pavilion." ”

Xiusun thought of Aunt Wang, a little vigilant, "Aunt Wang has always sent some small needlework to her grandmother recently, she was good at needlework, and she often did this and that for her grandmother when she was by her grandmother's side. ”

The old lady said that Aunt Wang was okay and didn't have to serve by her side, so Aunt Wang changed her trick to please the old lady.

Ruan Shi saw her drooping face, pouting, and wanted to raise her fingers to scrape the tip of her upturned nose, but her stomach was so big and heavy that she couldn't reach it.

"Don't worry, you just want your grandmother to remember the old days, and when your father chooses someone to go out, they will all stop, and then they will clean up together."

Seeing Ruan's unhurried and confident look, Xiusun couldn't help asking, "Mother, haven't you thought about who you want to go to Yongzhou with your father?" ”

Ruan Shi didn't care, his white and red face was buried in the account book and he didn't lift it at all, he reached out to the flower table at hand, picked up a small pastel plate and handed it to Xiusun, which was the winter peach cut by Chen's mother.

"Mother......" Xiusun didn't agree, holding Ruan's arm and shaking it gently, "I know you have a plan, you can sue me, if I can't sleep because of this, how good can I have gray hair." ”

She picked up the sparse bangs on her forehead and brought it to Ruan's eyes to show her, her round head arched between Ruan's and the account book, and the mother and daughter looked at each other for a moment.

Ruan's family made a fuss for Xiusun, so he gave Chen's mother a look and asked her to send everyone down, and watched from under the porch.

Only then did she tell Sù Xiusun, "It's just an aunt, even if she goes to Yongzhou, can she go out to socialize, it's not just locked up in the backyard all day long, serving your father food and living." ”

Theoretically, it is so good, but Yongzhou is a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and there are literati and ink relics everywhere, and there must be a lot of talented people.

Xiusun euphemistically expressed her concerns.

Ruan Shi looked at her child's sparse yellow hair, nodded to affirm her understanding of her father, but waved her hand leisurely, "Don't be afraid, don't you have your second aunt." (To be continued.) )