Bishui Pavilion.

Bai Lian stood in front of the window, staring at something and falling into a trance, and she couldn't feel the chill on her face with the cold wind.

The scab on the scar on the face has not been removed, and it is impossible to see what will happen after the wound heals.

These two black scars were very striking and dazzling on her white and tender face.

It is conceivable that if the scars cannot be completely faded in the future, the stunning appearance will no longer exist, and there will be one less beauty in the world and one more saltless woman.

These days, the Bishui Pavilion is extremely quiet, so quiet that it makes Bai Lian's heart panic.

The Liu, Yang, and Wu clans did not come over again, only the Ma clan sent a few rough envoys to watch the Yao clan, beware of her going crazy and hurting people and causing trouble again.

In fact, Ma Shi now does not have much emotion for Yao and Bai Lian except for disgust.

It's just that the Shen family never mentioned the matter of driving their mother and daughter away, so she didn't mention it.

Anyway, Yao is her sister's only bone and blood,

If she took the initiative to mention it, she would more or less feel sorry for her sister Xiaoma.

If the Shen family brought it up, she would give herself an excuse that she was forced by the Shen family to be a scoundrel to let their mother and daughter leave the Hou Mansion, not out of sincerity.

Not only did these people not come, but even Qi Miao never stepped into Bishui Pavilion for half a step.

No outsiders came in, and the maids and ladies who were waiting around them were like their mouths locked, and they stood there silently without saying a word, except for doing their part.

Bai Lian was panicked, she couldn't hear the news outside, and there was no way to go out to inquire about the news. I don't know what the Shen clan will do next, whether to drive them away, or if there are other more ruthless tricks.

She also thought about using the method of seeking death to get something for herself.

Think about it. This method may have worked in the past, but now it is completely self-defeating, and it will have no effect except to suffer more sins.

What am I going to do?

Do you just wait for death?

Damn slut* Qi Miao, I have all the harm she has today, when she was in Yanguan before, I don't know how happy and happy she was.

Ever since she came back. It was as if I had fallen into hell, suffering and suffering every day.

She hurt me so much that I didn't want to ask her to do a little favor that day. Damn it!

"Lian'er, it's so cold, why did you open the window, hurry up and cover it. It's not good if it's frozen. "White Lotus was hating Qi Miao again. Yao's words of concern came softly.

Bai Lian's face turned pale, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yao standing on the side of the west wing, looking at her.

"Phew!" There was a loud bang.

Bai Lian closed the window heavily and latched it, her face full of hatred.

Gently stroking the scars on his face, his red lips moved slightly, and a sigh that seemed to be absent came out.

The scar is so deep that there will be a scar in the future. I'm afraid it can't be covered by fat powder.

All of this is thanks to the woman outside.

Unfortunately, that woman was her mother. This revenge cannot be avenged.

Bai Lian bit her lower lip tightly, worrying about the way forward, and hating the Yao family for ruining her future.

Yao looked at the closed window and sighed softly.

It's not the first time this has happened, and she's used to it.

At first, I thought that Lian'er was just ignoring her for a while, and it would be fine in a few days.

As the days passed, Lian'er's attitude towards her not only did not improve, but became worse and worse, and she looked at her like an enemy.

A howling cold wind blew, Yao shivered, and after a serious look, he found that thin snowflakes had floated in the sky at some point.

This year, the snow fell earlier than usual in the capital, and the weather was colder.

Yao looked at the snowflakes and couldn't help but be anxious.

It's snowing, and I haven't seen any charcoal yet.

How can you survive the winter without charcoal?

She hurriedly said to the mothers-in-law who were guarding the side, "Mother, please help me ask the old lady when the charcoal will be delivered this winter, the house is cold, I am better, how can Lian'er be weak and bearable."

And the mothers accompany me, you are also very cold, with charcoal, everyone can warm up. ”

The mother-in-law snorted coldly from her nose and said, "Cousin Yao is really joking, we are slaves who are used to doing rough work, we have rough skin and thick meat, but we are not afraid of freezing." ”

The meaning now is not to go.

The mothers-in-law are all discerning, knowing that Yao's mother and daughter are now characters that everyone dislikes in the Anning Hou Mansion, where will they listen to her.

Yao was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to play prestige, it was self-defeating.

She hesitated slightly, took off a lilac silver hairpin from her hair, and stuffed it into the hands of the square-faced woman who was the leader, "Mom, this is my little care, buy wine and food for a few mothers." ”

The square-faced mother-in-law Wu Pozi lowered her head and looked at the silver hairpin in her hand.

It sinks very much, the workmanship is very exquisite, and it can be worth some silver.

Mrs. Wu and the other three mothers-in-law's faces softened.

"Cheng, then the slave will go and ask for Cousin Yao." Mrs. Wu put away the hairpin and agreed to Yao's request.

Yao hurriedly thanked him.

Mrs. Wu went to Songhe Courtyard, of course, she didn't see Ma, but she just told Zixiang to listen.

Zixiang relayed the words to Ma.

Liu, Yang, and Wu were also there, discussing the heating of each room.

Hearing this, the Wu family couldn't help but sneer, "It's all at this time, the Yao family is still embarrassed to come to beg for charcoal, and we don't have enough points for ourselves." ”

Although Liu and Yang did not speak, they both nodded in agreement with what Wu said.

This year, the price of charcoal has risen a lot compared to previous years, and there is less to buy.

Who expected that the weather would be colder than in previous years, and they were all worried about how they would spend the next few days, and where would there be any excess for the Yao family.

What's more, I didn't think about Bishui Pavilion when I bought charcoal before, thinking that they would leave soon.

Liu did not object as bluntly as Wu, so she asked Ma, "Mother, what do you see?" This year's day is really messing up, and it snowed almost a month earlier than in previous years, otherwise we will give some to Bishui Pavilion, and we will buy it again when the time is not enough. ”

She was thinking that the charcoal would definitely not be enough, and in order to save money, Ma would have to let the houses use the charcoal at that time, the smell of smoke would not be bearable, and people would suffer more.

If the Ma family agrees to distribute it to the Yao family now, there will be no charcoal at that time, and there will be a reason to buy it again.

Ma silently settled the account in his heart.

The best silver frost charcoal has been sold for three taels of silver a catty, and it is not easy to buy.

The second ones also cost about 125 yuan to 2 taels, and even the worst firewood and charcoal, in previous years, only cost 10 yuan a catty, and this year it has risen to 15 yuan.

This is still the price when it was not too cold a few days ago, and when it gets colder, the price will not only rise, but it may not be able to be bought.

Thinking that she might have to spend a lot of money in the future, she was reluctant.

Ma glared at the Liu family fiercely, and said to Zixiang, "Zixiang, you ask Mrs. Wu to get two baskets of firewood and charcoal and send them to the Yao family." If you want a good silver charcoal, let the Yao family buy it with silver, and that's it. ”

"The slave has written it down." Zixiang replied.

She went out of the courtyard, told Mrs. Wu what Ma had said, and led Mrs. Wu to get charcoal.

As soon as Mrs. Wu entered the Bishui Pavilion, the Yao family greeted her. (To be continued......)

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