On the day Yongdingbo died, the weather was extremely hot, there was no wind, and the people who were so hot that they were sad and weak.

The maid couldn't cry, and she couldn't stop crying, so she had to pinch herself one by two, barely with red eyes.

But several masters were crying breathlessly.

This is especially true of Old Madam Duan, who usually never leaves her hand Buddha bead bracelet and doesn't know where she lost it, she just sat there and muttered again and again: "Obviously I was fine before......" Tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes, wetting her clothes.

Seeing this, a few big girls tried to persuade them, but it was useless.

It's a hot day, and people have a bitter summer, and they have no appetite, and when they encounter such a thing again, Mrs. Duan is more and more reluctant to eat.

The kitchen brought food up, and she asked people to withdraw without looking at it.

The eldest daughter-in-law, Fang, had no choice but to ask her in person and said, "No matter what, you should use some food, otherwise you will burn your body, how about you let us be?" ”

Old Madam Duan was only silent and wept before, but when she heard this, she suddenly slapped her and slapped Fang Shi away, knocking Fang Shi to the side, and she didn't dare to move for a while.

Although she is old, her strength is still very strong, she has always been strong and healthy, she doesn't even have a headache and brain fever, and this slap used ten percent of her strength, and after hanging her hand, her fingertips trembled irrepressibly. Fang Shi turned his face, and there were five red marks on his face, which were clearly visible.

"You still have the face to persuade me?" Old Madam Duan asked in a cold voice with a hoarse voice.

Fang's face was hot and painful. I don't know if it's because of Fang Cai's slap or because of the old lady's words.

She naturally understood why Old Madam Duan wanted to slap her.

Everyone said that Yongding Bo was angry with Duan Chengzong.

Old Madam Duan, of course, thinks so.

If it weren't for the incident of Duan Chengzong's prostitute, how could those who followed still happen? Old man, even if he is sick, he will definitely not walk so fast.

But what really made her feel hot and shameless was not that Yongdingbo was "angry", she felt ashamed and embarrassed. It's a matter of Duan Chengzong's prostitute. Men are not terrible. She is not a jealous woman, but he does not take concubines or maids at home. He is a decent man and a gentleman. It's upright!

Secretly. But he hid it from others and did such shameless things.

Her face is long gone.

But how can she be blamed for everything?

Obviously, she is also pitiful and aggrieved.

The Fang clan hated Old Madam Duan's slap. From now on, I don't bother to care whether she eats or not, it's a big deal, she just starves to death, and she doesn't care about any more things in this house!

However, after she left, Mrs. Duan put away her tears and began to eat.

Turning his head, Duan Chengzong came to her and asked, "Is my mother ready to eat?" ”

She almost cried immediately, she had such a face, he didn't ask a word when he saw it, and his heart was full of only her mother.

"Yes." She gritted her teeth.

Duan Chengzong frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but the words became on his lips: "Thank you for your hard work." ”

At this time, he can only give in.

After all, he was at fault, and he couldn't say it clearly, so he had to admit it.

His career has been ruined, unless Emperor Jialong is in the future, and the new emperor intends to reuse him after he ascends the throne, so that he can completely turn over, otherwise he can only live like this in the future.

The Fang clan didn't care about anything else, and only asked him, "What about the silver?" ”

It was the height of summer, and there were not many ice fields in the house, so I could only buy them from outside at a high price. She is in charge of the house, so she naturally knows how much money she has to spend to hold a funeral.

And the Duan family can't afford such expenses.

Nowadays, it's just sitting and eating, and you still have to be careful with your calculations.

Duan Chengzong's reputation was ruined, and the people who were willing to deal with them outside immediately became very few, and life was difficult, and it was difficult to deal with it.

What should be in the funeral rites of partial life cannot be less, and the same cannot be reduced.

Fang looked at Duan Chengzong fixedly, and asked again: "Why don't you ask your family to help?" ”

Even people like my family, there is no one next to me, and I am afraid that there will be less ice? One by one will enjoy it, which one wants to be hot on a hot day? Of course, you have prepared ice cubes that you can't use up in advance. Therefore, if the Lian family is willing to lend them ice, what else do they have to worry about?

But as soon as she finished speaking, she was categorically vetoed by Duan Chengzong.

He said, "No! "No two words.

Fang's displeasure: "Why can't it be?" Mrs. Yun Zhen has always been generous, could she still care about such things? ”

Duan Chengzong's face flushed, the corners of his mouth opened and closed, and he finally squeezed out his words: "Do you want me to come to the door to be humiliated?" ”

Who doesn't know that Mrs. Yun Zhen lives wantonly and talks like this, even if she is really willing to lend ice to the Duan family, he will definitely suffer this humiliation.

Fang Shi always felt that this was the best way, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but say, "It's really not good, you go and talk to your uncle!" For the sake of his aunt's face, he will definitely agree without hesitation! Let him mention it to Mrs. Yun Zhen again, Mrs. Yun Zhen has always loved him, and she is bound to respond! ”

"You let me go to Lian Er, that fool?" Duan Chengzong's voice sank, and his eyes widened, "You don't have to worry about this!" I have my own way! With that, he brushed his sleeves away.

The corners of Fang's mouth twitched, and he shouted at him, but he walked away without looking back.

Seeing this, the maids and women who were guarding outside the corridor all gasped in unison.

Although the mansion is not chaotic, the atmosphere between the masters is really too bad, and the difference is unsettling.

The haze that permeated the sky over Duan Mansion seemed to be getting thicker and thicker.

However, Lianjia, who was only more than three quarters of an hour away, was immersed in the midsummer sun, and it looked brighter and brighter.

Looking through the window, Ruosheng could see the maids gathered under the porch to look at their shoes.

The death of Yongding Bo has no impact on them, how it should be or what, only Wu's mother is talking about what kind of clothes to prepare for Ruosheng. She must have gone to mourn, but it was her grandfather who died. No matter what happened to her mother when she was in her mother's house, she was gone, and as her granddaughter, she still had to wear a stick of incense.

But because of Duan Chengzong's matter, this relative is naturally becoming more and more dull and ordinary.

After the mourner sent a message, Mrs. Yun Zhen sent someone to mourn, but she didn't go.

Even if she was born here, she only said that there was no need to rush, and it would be okay to go again the next day.

What is reasonable, how can it be so important.

Ruosheng didn't have much of an impression of his maternal grandfather.

However, the sudden absence of the person was still quite unexpected to her, and she still couldn't help but sigh when she thought about it.

Lujiao didn't know the truth, and was afraid that she would be sad, so she didn't even dare to say much, and when she walked in to serve tea, she was also light and cautious.

"The fourth aunt hasn't come back yet?" Ruosheng turned his face to look at her and asked nonchalantly. (To be continued......)

ps: I suddenly found out that someone lost a four-star evaluation vote... Please, sù, I'm hand slippery, okay!! My heart hurts... But I'll be a strong man, and I'll have another chapter! Throwing the noodles and crying and continuing to code...... R1292