"Last night, Mrs. Tai stood at the door for a while, and did not return to the door until the funeral procession crossed the corner. The little one was going to send Mrs. Tai back, but Mrs. Tai didn't let her, so she took a wind lantern and left by herself. ”

As soon as Zhou Lu on the gate finished speaking, he withdrew his hand and stepped aside.

"You minions, you are becoming more and more cheating and tricky, and in the dead of night, you dare to let Mrs. Tai go back alone?" The second lady covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and said idly, at the end, she squinted at the uncle and nephew of the Zhou family behind Zhao Da Steward, and said: "Just eat food and don't do things, what are you doing with them?" Get away as soon as possible. ”

Zhou Lu is the son of the Zhao family, an old man who followed him from Beijing, and his daughter-in-law is the housekeeper in Grandma Song's courtyard.

Grandma Song was naturally unwilling, and immediately explained: "What the second brother and sister said, it was not that they were derelict in their duties, but because it was the dead of night and no one was in the backyard, Zhou Lu did not send Mrs. Tai in order to avoid suspicion, this is for the sake of Mrs. Tai's reputation." ”

The two women don't like each other, but they have one thing in common: follow the trend.

If you call Fang Fei 'mother', I will call her 'mother', and if you call her 'Mrs. Tai', I will not be stupid enough to call her by her name.

The second lady sneered and immediately retorted: "Even if he thinks about Mrs. Tai's reputation, then follow the head office from afar, now that Mrs. Tai is lost, who is to blame?" In the end, it's not because they are useless, if they make a mistake and don't admit it, they blame it for shirking. ”

"Second brother and sister, her legs are on Mrs. Tai, where does she want to go, how can others influence it?" Grandma Song's waist was straight, she squinted at the second lady opposite, and said, "Besides, if she has the heart to leave, it won't be useful to send ten people to follow." ”

Zhou's mother trembled, and a chill surged from the bottom of her heart.

Compared with Grandma Song's 'heart to go', Zhou's mother would prefer Fang Fei to be 'lost' as the second lady said.

If it is 'lost,' send someone to find it.

But if it is 'intentional to go', it means that Fang Fei is going by himself, and it is very likely that he eloped with someone, and if he is caught, he will be directly put into the pig cage and drowned!

The old ancestor's face became deeper and darker, his chest continued to rise and fall, and even the dragon descending wooden crutch held in his right hand was trembling slightly, and the jade pendant held in the dragon's mouth was swinging around.

Fang Fei is the ancestor's person, and Grandma Song hinted that Fang Fei eloped with someone, which was slapping the ancestor's face.

The second lady saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart, and used a handkerchief to block the corners of her mouth full of smiles, and Mance methodically pierced the thin layer of window paper like a cicada's wings, and said: "Sister-in-law, do you mean that my mother is not missing, but eloped with someone?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the words shocked everyone, and the people in the room gasped.

The old ancestor's forehead was bruised, and the hand holding the cane was suddenly clenched, and under the withered skin, all the dark red blood vessels bulged.

Grandma Song had a calm face, stared at the second lady expressionlessly, and said coldly: "I don't mean that, second brother and sister, if you have something to say, just say it, don't always get involved with me." ”

There was a loud bang, and the room was startled.

But it was the old man who slapped the table, rubbed the ground and straightened up suddenly, and scolded: "Enough! Now that everyone is lost, you don't help with your ideas, don't talk about it, and you're still in the mood to spread rumors here! ”

The old man turned red with anger, and his fists clenched.

Fang Fei is on the Zhao family tree, he is his justifiable mother-in-law, if this mother-in-law really eloped with someone, it will be a great shame for the Zhao family, and the Zhao family should not want to raise their heads in front of people in this life.

Regardless of whether Fang Fei really eloped with someone or not, she 'can't' elope!

"If the person is lost, then send someone to find it, to report to the official, what's the use of being in a hurry here, if you wait until the wood is already in the boat, what's the point of finding it again." Grandma Song said with a calm face, and the implication was that she insisted that Fang Fei had eloped with someone.

Over the years, the husband and wife have long treated each other like guests, except for the matter of her son, Grandma Song will be scared of the old man, in other things, Grandma Song never compromises lightly, nor does she scare the big man.

'Smack'!

There was a muffled sound in the main hall again, but this time it was the old ancestor who had been straining his face and got up abruptly, picked up the dragon wood cane, and smashed it straight towards the chicken soup that had cooled in the center of the table.

For a while, the soup splashed, and several people at the table sat up in shock and retreated to the side.

"Talented." The old ancestor looked at the second master coldly, and ordered with a stiff face: "Go and call the people in your yamen to come over to investigate the case!" ”

"Yes......" The second master responded cautiously, and reluctantly withdrew from the main hall.

"Song Zurong." The old ancestor changed his words, turned to face Grandma Song in the big house, and said sharply: "You listen to me, if Fang Fei really eloped with someone, as long as he is caught, I will let people open the ancestral hall and put her in a pig cage and sink her into the Luo River to feed the fish!" But if not, I will ask Guixiang to give you a letter of resignation and send you back to your parents' home! ”

Grandma Song was so shocked that she almost couldn't stand up, and took two steps back to stabilize her figure, looking at her ancestor with a cold expression in disbelief.

In the early years, even if she refused to agree to the eldest lord's concubine, and committed the article of 'jealousy' in seven places, the old ancestor never said that he wanted to abandon her, but now, the old ancestor actually asked the eldest master to divorce himself, just because of a Fang Fei?

The second lady was happy in her heart, and she covered her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief and laughed secretly, but she was afraid that the old ancestor would hear her laughter, so she quickly coughed a few times.

"Mother!"

"Grandmother ......"

Two male voices rang out in the hall at the same time, the former eager, the latter hesitant.

The old ancestor snorted heavily, waved his big sleeves, and was held by Mother Wu, and sat down in the Huanghuali armchair next to the Eight Immortals table under the main hall.

Zhao Rongzhao strode over and grabbed his mother's crumbling body.

The corners of the eldest man's lips twitched, and he secretly tightened his fist in his sleeve, but he didn't speak again.

Grandma Song, who was leaning on her son's shoulder, looked like a dead face, and struggled not to turn her head, forcing herself to remove the gaze that had been falling on the face of the eldest man.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people in the county government had not yet come, Chief Steward Zhao hurriedly ordered people to clean up the mess on the table, remove the four tables, and clean the ground.

When the busy work was over, the second master also took the county government to the front yard, and the family went out of Yining Hall, the juniors dispersed, and several main owners went to the front yard together.

"Who is this?"

As soon as the group arrived at the front hall, they saw that the tolerances in the county office were standing on both sides of the hall, and in the main hall stood a tall man with his hands in his hands.

The long body is jade, the green shirt is upright, the feet are stepping on the black soap boots with double mille-feuille bottoms, and the ten fingers of the hands behind him are slender and the knuckles are distinct.

The second old man hung his head and waited aside, with a pious attitude and a groveling look.

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