Jiang Shiyun, who was too shocked before, didn't think about what He Lin meant by only half of what he said.

She was still holding the brocade box in her hand in a daze, unable to tell what it was like in her heart.

The fluttering robe in front of her had been gone for a long time, and she still couldn't come back to her senses.

He said he added a box for her?

How could he be so cruel as to say such a thing?

She is going to marry Song Hui, and he even came to add a box? Since you add a box, why do you still do this to her?

Could it be that in his eyes, she is worthless?

For a while, the waves in her heart were surging, Jiang Shiyun only felt uncomfortable in her heart, and wanted to roar but was afraid of shocking the Wang family.

I don't know how long she sat with that brocade box in her hand before her soul returned. At this time, his body was so cold that his hands were stiff.

She lowered her head and gently stroked the brocade box in her palm with her hairy hands, moved her numb legs and got out of bed, lit the lamp on the bedside table, and slowly opened the brocade box in the dim light.

The brocade box was not big, and there were not many things in it, just a pile of silver tickets neatly coded, lying there quietly, as if waiting for Jiang Shiyun to pick it up.

Jiang Shiyun gently took out the stack of silver tickets and counted them against the light, there were 50,000 taels!

She was shocked, what kind of person is He Lin?

How could he give her so many silver tickets?

If nothing else, with her wisdom, this silver will definitely increase or decrease, and in this life, she can really eat and wear without worry.

He even paved her back road for her?

What is there to hide?

Jiang Shiyun held the brocade box, only feeling that it weighed more than a thousand catties. His hands trembled, and he could barely hold them.

Her heart suddenly beat violently, as if she was also a modern time-traveler. Can't you control your own destiny?

Didn't the Qian family want to marry their daughter into a high gate and do everything possible to destroy her family affairs?

Then she just let her be as proud as she wants, okay?

Even if the Wang family is forced to die, when the Qian family really takes the bait, she will have a reason.

Thinking that she is now also a royal sister with a net worth of tens of thousands of taels of silver, why waste time on Song Hui's cream boy?

Isn't He Lin cold-hearted? Well, she will take his silver and live a happy life, and by the way, find a happy little white face to live a lifetime. Isn't it fast?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this idea was feasible, Jiang Shiyun was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she found an old cloth and sewed it up. With her crappy female red, she finally sewed all the 50,000 taels of silver tickets into that unique belt before dawn came.

Since then, she has really been tied to her waist.

Stayed up all night. Jiang Shiyun's spirit is still very good.

Had breakfast. After serving the Wang family and drinking medicine, someone from the Qian family came.

Huixiang took Liu's mother and another mother-in-law, and the three of them came over with a smirk, saying that they were inviting the second girl to the wife's room.

Wang did not suspect that there was a fake, so he hurriedly propped himself up from the kang and muttered a few words.

Jiang Shiyun glanced at Hui'er, who was standing on the edge of the kang and was worried, and turned around and shouted that she was squatting outside in the corner to wash the small pendant, "...... Come in and serve my wife. Mrs. can't leave people around her. ”

Hui'er's face turned pale and she glanced at Wang pleadingly. He lowered his head, and the resentment in his eyes was covered by the broken hair scattered on his cheeks, and it flashed.

The little pendant scurried in from the yard, with sewage still standing on his two piercing hands, and his hands were as cold as carrots.

Jiang Shiyun touched a hand towel from the basin shelf to dry her with some distress, and sneered at her, "Why don't you use hot water to wash?" Isn't there still a basket of charcoal? ”

Last time, He Lin sent them two baskets of fine silver frost charcoal and a few baskets of charcoal, which was enough for them to use for a winter.

What's more, she now has silver on hand, and she is not afraid to chew it at home.

It's just that she wanted to save money to buy a house and save it.

The little pendant's round face was overflowing with smiles, and his cheeks were as red as two big apples.

Seeing that her own lady was so kind to her, she was deeply moved. Hurriedly took the handkerchief and dried it himself, smiled and waved his hand, "The slave is not afraid of freezing, so keep those charcoals for Mrs. to burn." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Hui'er walking forward, snatching the handkerchief with her hand, pressing it in the basin, and turning back to complain to Wang, "Madam, how can her little girl use your things?" Isn't that too unruly? ”

Wang has always believed Hui'er's words, envious of everyone's polite and courteous rules, listening to Hui'er say this, and then looking at the snow-white handkerchief with gray marks, I couldn't help but have a cold face.

The little pendant is just a slave, that is, she has a good temper and doesn't care much about these, and sure enough, she is on her face.

Hui'er has told her, there are no rules, there is no circle, Miss will soon be the young lady of the Hou Mansion, if she doesn't pay attention to these rules, just like in the countryside before, when the two parents' families meet, won't they make a big joke?

Wang's face was about to get angry, but Jiang Shiyun hurriedly answered, "This is what I took to wipe my hands with the little pendant, is Hui'er saying that I, the master, don't understand the rules?" ”

If you want to pick the thorn of the little pendant, you have to see if her master agrees.

Hui'er's face changed, she hung her head and didn't dare to say anything, only rubbing the handkerchief in the basin fiercely.

Because the Wang family was about to go to the Qian family's upper room because of their daughter, she would be the young lady of the Hou Mansion in two days, so she didn't want to talk about her more, so she only sighed, "You are such a big person, you don't even understand the rules, can you make jokes in the Hou Mansion when the time comes?" ”

I thought that these words would make my daughter more restrained, but I didn't expect Jiang Shiyun to be overjoyed when she heard this, and stepped forward and pulled Wang's arm and sprinkled coquettishly, "My mother still knows me, I am a wild girl, I grew up in the countryside since I was a child, where do I know this?" My mother loves me and gave Hui'er to me, and when the time comes, in the Hou Mansion, it will not be wrong if she mentions it. ”

Wang nodded along with her words, because his daughter was about to become the young lady of the Hou Mansion, Wang was happy, so he drank a bowl of hot japonica rice porridge, and his face was also a little shiny, and when he heard this, he stretched out his finger and poked Jiang Shiyun's forehead.

"Just you poor girl!"

At the basin shelf on the side, the handkerchief in Hui'er's hand fell into the basin with a click.

Jiang Shiyun pretended not to hear it, and Wang was so happy that he didn't pay attention at all.

Hui'er stayed there for a while, and seeing that the Wang family didn't mention this matter at all, she was a little anxious, if she really married the young lady with the young lady, then she would be reduced to the fate of a concubine in the future.

After she was a criminal official, when she came to that kind of big family, even if she was favored by men, she would not be able to get on the stage.

If you stay by Wang's side and follow Jiang Dezhang, it is just a small eunuch's house, and when the time comes, you will be at the mercy of Wang's death, and you can still be a main room.

It's just that this damn young lady can't let her go?

After thinking about it for a while, she finally took the clean hand towel and started crying. (To be continued......)