Chapter Twenty-Nine: When the relatives saw each other, the old lady Ren had a breath of anger in her heart, and her eyelids were not half-flirting, and she really didn't want to see the third girl Zong Zhengke who returned to this big family. Why? Silver!

To say that the old lady Ren and the sisters are well married, the Ren family is just a declining family in Linhe Mansion next door to Yuyan Mansion, and it is incomparable to the Zongzheng family, even if it is the rich Wu family, it can be regarded as a high climb.

And Zong Zhengjin was a well-known young man in Yuyan Mansion back then, talented and good-looking, and had a family background. Even if she is filling the house, Mrs. Ren is very beautiful and face-saving in her mother's house, and she secretly squeezes the old lady Wu Ren, who is married to a businesswoman.

But the Zongzheng family suffered a little, and the wealth was not abundant. Therefore, the old lady of the Wu Ren family can boldly and magnificently take out the meal money of five hundred taels of silver and slap her sister in the face, this opportunity is not much, and it is counted once you catch it.

Mrs. Ren's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Ping's second wife, is now in charge of the feed, but Mrs. Ren has to pass the purpose of the monthly accounts. She is very aware of the current financial situation of the third room of the Zongzheng family - most of the cash is used to regain the money of Zongzheng, and the expenses of the master's subordinates are not more than three hundred taels of silver per month.

Zong Zhengjin was better when he was in office, but Ding Wei has been completely empty in the past few years, relying on the income of a few granges. As for the shop, the three rooms were divided into a few places when the family was divided, but the dividends of the shop every year went directly to the private account of Zongzhengjin, and Mrs. Ren did not leave half of the house here.

She didn't have no complaints in her heart, and she didn't understand why the old man did this. Now it is clear, it turns out that what the old man is most concerned about is the granddaughter of Zong Zhengke, the eldest son. Thinking about it further, she, the stepwife, has been doing it for decades, but in the old man's heart, she is still not as good as Yuan's wife.

Therefore, it is strange that Mrs. Ren looks at Zong Zhengke, and there is another layer of it, Zong Zhengke's mother, Mrs. Xiao, had a very rich dowry back then, which was quite eye-catching.

After Zong Zhengxiu and Xiao suffered, Mrs. Ren took the key to Xiao's dowry warehouse in her hand under the help of her own son and daughter-in-law-Zong Zhengjin considered that her husband was really not good at managing her daughter-in-law's dowry, and she also had some confidence in Mrs. Ren, so he gave her the key. After so many years, Mrs. Ren didn't know how many things were left in that small warehouse.

At first, the old lady didn't dare to fight the idea of Mrs. Xiao's dowry, she could see clearly that the old man was very interested in the granddaughter born by the eldest son. But later, one time when she was counting things with the dowry list, she somehow dizzy and took a piece of furnishings and put them in the room, which aroused a lot of compliments and envy from the old lady of Wu Ren, and the furnishings have not been put back since.

Anything, once it starts, there will be one, two, and three. Mrs. Ren was originally from a small family, with shallow eyes, strong vanity, and no good things - Mrs. Wu Ren arranged this sister-in-law in private, and the things that Mrs. Xiao married really dazzled her eyes and confused her heart, and she was out of control after that.

Originally, she wanted to take advantage of Zong Zhengke's return home to tidy up the warehouse, return the misappropriated furniture and furnishings as soon as possible, quickly pack up the antique calligraphy and paintings that were put out and hang out, and quickly fill in the jewelry and clothing that were rewarded or sold. As for the output of those grange shops, after so many years, the person in charge has long been replaced by his own people, and he will have to think about it when the time comes.

Anyway, Zong Zhengke was sent to the nunnery for cultivation when he was more than three years old, even if she has a dowry list, what can she tell from the real from the fake? If she still has her grandfather's family behind her to rely on, it will be troublesome, who let Zong Zheng be angry with the Su Hang Xiao family since the death of her parents, and the two families have not interacted with each other for so many years?!

But unexpectedly, the day after Zong Zhengjin came back, he asked Mrs. Ren to pack her clothes and luggage, and she had to move to the Qingjing Liuli Nunnery in a hurry to take refuge. Mrs. Ren was bluffed half to death, and when she asked Zong Zhengjin again, he refused to say half a word. In those days, this dead old man went out early and returned late every day, and he didn't know what he was busy with. The two sons were sent by him to tidy up things, and the second monk was puzzled by this.

Zong Zhengjin is the patriarch of the third room, and he has always said everything he says, but Mrs. Ren has no choice but to do it. Finally moved to the pure glass hermitage, where is it inconvenient. The house is narrow, the light is dark, the furniture is simple, and the decoration is basically none.

Of course, this is just a thought, and after only three days of staying, the group of people from the Zongzheng family heard that the lower reaches of the Yuyan River had burst the embankment, and the entire Yuyan Mansion was soaked in water. Zong Zhengfa was scared half to death, and begged Zong Zhengzhen hard, so he braved the heavy rain to pick up his biological mother, Aunt Chun, up the mountain.

Old Mrs. Ren finally stopped, and also closed her mouth that had complained many times for days. It's just that today, Zong Zhengke returned to Zong Zheng's house after Qing Xiu, and her mouth was a little itchy. Helpless, she didn't expect that this third girl, who had lived in the nunnery for ten years, had learned all the rules very well and couldn't find any mistakes. Undoubtedly, this pierced Mrs. Ren's heart even more.

Zong Zhengjin was very attentive to Zong Zhengke, and deliberately chose the best time to let her walk out of the small Buddha hall of Qing Xiu. It is inconvenient to go out, so it is a simple ritual to kowtow to the elders first. Looking back, Zong Zhengjin also said that he wanted her to go to the clan temple to kowtow to the ancestors and worship incense - only men can enter the clan temple!

Old lady Ren remembered that not long ago, she waited for her granddaughter to approach with graceful manners, and only respectfully called her "old lady" when she kowtowed to her, and her chest was stuffy. Especially after seeing the appearance of the third girl clearly and her simple but elegant dress, which is more luxurious in the details, she is even more uncomfortable.

Even if this lunch was all the craftsmanship of Master Huiyong, Mrs. Ren still used it tastelessly. In this regard, Zong Zhengke's eyes are not squinting, and she concentrates on eating her own, and the eyes of indifferent people, why should she care?

After gargling, the maids made fragrant tea according to the preferences of the masters. Zong Zhengke's side served the Xu family, and he also brought her a cup of tea that didn't smell much aroma, and the soup color was ordinary, only glowing with a slight light blue color.

Zong Zhengyu, who was sitting next to Mrs. Ren's left hand, smiled and asked, "I don't know what kind of tea the third sister is drinking today, and what kind of tea she likes to drink the most?" It's also good to tell us that it will be convenient for the third sister to be entertained when she comes in the future. ”

Zong Zhengke raised his eyes to look at Zong Zhengyu, and replied lightly: "It's just a common wild tea in the mountains and fields. I don't pick tea, just casual. ”

Zong Zhengyue, who was sitting on the right hand side of the old lady, burst out laughing, and her voice was delicate. She is young, has always been pampered, and is quite willful. After teasing, she opened her eyes wide and said with a smile: "The third sister just went home, I'm afraid I don't know, our family has been scholarly for generations, and the stubborn things we eat are not arbitrary." If you take things casually, if they are known, you will inevitably suffer some shame - the little family is angry and cannot be on the stage. ”

Zong Zhengyu tightened the handkerchief in his hand, and hurriedly rounded up for his sister's words: "Third sister, don't listen to Sister Yue's Hu Qin, there are many good teas in the mountains and fields, and those masters and gentlemen in ancient times also loved to taste it." ”

"What's wrong with Sister Yue?" Old Lady Ren glanced at Zong Zhengyu, and said to Zong Zhengke, "Now that you have returned home, you should know the rules of the house." What kind of good things will those mountain village husbands sell to nunnery? If you should throw it away, you will throw it away, and you will naturally be better when you turn around. ”

"Huh? Why is it so fragrant? The person who spoke looked not much older than Zong Zhengyue, with a delicate melon seed small face and two big eyes lively and agile. This is Zong Zhengfa's daughter-in-law, the fifth girl from Mrs. Liu San, Zong Zhengxi, who is ten years old this year.

Zong Zhengxi sat next to Zong Zhengke, and naturally he was the first to smell the light fragrance that slowly wafted out of Zong Zhengke's teacup. After she said this, the people at the table also found that the ordinary tea soup just now gradually turned into an amazing emerald green, more than a dozen tea leaves rose and fell in the soup, and the veins of the slightly rolled leaves were a little like the word "swastika" of Buddhism.

Sitting on the other side of Zong Zhengke is Zong Zhengci, the second girl from Zong Zhenglun's noble concubine Aunt Wang, she has a slightly plump goose egg face, at this time, a crescent moon eyebrows are raised high, her small eyes are round, her face is full of shock, and she lost her voice: "Putuo Buddha tea!" ”

Zong Zhengke was a little surprised, so he glanced at Zong Zhengci. Zong Zhengci hurriedly covered his mouth with a handkerchief, so as not to look indecent, and asked Zong Zhengke with a smile: "Third sister, I didn't admit my mistake, right?" ”

took the hot handkerchief handed by Xu Shi and wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, his phoenix eyes waved, and he glanced at Zong Zhengci, Zong Zhengke nodded, his face was still not salty, and he said indifferently: "Second sister has good eyesight." This is the Buddha tea given by His Holiness for my pure heart practice. ”

Hey, Zong Zheng laughed out loud. The fourth girl, Zong Zhengyou, was her sister-in-law, sitting between her and Zong Zhengyue, lest she upset the old lady Ren, so she hurriedly pulled her sleeve, and she covered her mouth and forced her smile.

This face is really snapping. Putuo Buddha tea is indeed produced in the mountains and wilderness, completely self-growing, unattended, and very common. But that mountain is the famous Nanshan, the Nanshan of the Buddha Country of the East China Sea!

Zong Zhengxi couldn't help but snort coldly in his heart, and his eyes swept Zong Zhengyu and Zong Zhengyue, whose expressions were frozen-and the three girls born to the eldest lady of the family were the daughters of her and Zong Zhengyou, and they could be squeezed as much as they wanted? ! I was slapped in the face, I deserved it!

There was a snap, but it was Zong Zhengyue who dropped the tea lid in his hand to the ground. She was so angry that her little face turned red, and she wanted to snatch a few more words from Zong Zhengke, but she couldn't help but look at Zong Zhengke's swarthy cold phoenix eyes, and the words she wanted to say suddenly choked in her throat.

Sluggish for a moment, Zong Zhengyue turned his head and became angry at Zong Zhengyou: "What are the fourth sisters doing pulling the fifth sister?" Make her laugh! "Why didn't she see Zong Zhengyou's small movements? It's dazzling!

Zong Zhengxi took the case, and sneered at Zong Zhengyou: "What is the fourth sister hindering you again?!" The sixth sister herself didn't know how to make a big joke, so why should she be angry at innocent people? ”

"Alright!" Old Lady Ren raised her eyebrows, but she didn't talk about her granddaughters, but instead lost her temper at Mrs. Ping Er and Mrs. Liu San behind her, "Look at the good daughter you taught, she dares to throw pots and bowls in front of her elders." This is going to spread out, and people also say that the girls of the Zongzheng family are uneducated, and they dare to disrespect their elders in person! ”

Yo, this refers to Sang scolding Huai. Zong Zhengke was funny in her heart, she provoked whom, just drank a cup of tea, and made so many troubles. But she just didn't move like a mountain, and she didn't hear the number of words in and out of these words, who could help her?