When Rose heard this, she turned her head to look at her, only to feel that the little girl in front of her had a very cold face, so that what she wanted to say could no longer be confided in front of her.

"Yes, slave and maid will go." Rose bit her lip and bowed out.

Song and Gui's mother were still on their way back, and when Rose left, only Xie Yuanmao and Xie Shuning's father and daughter were left in the house.

On the way here, he was stirred by the cold wind of the winter night, and Xie Yuanmao's alcohol became more and more high, and he slept on the kang in a daze, as if he was thundering. Xie Shuning looked at him twice and sighed softly. Her father has always been complicated and indifferent to her. The love of childhood has long been worn out little by little in the long river of years. Recalling the past, she suddenly felt a little strange.

The father's preference for Chen's mother and daughter now seems to be a lifetime away.

Thinking about it, her expression shrank, and the corners of her mouth were pulled apart with difficulty, revealing a smile that seemed to be mocking and helpless.

"Crackle-"

The wick exploded violently.

The sound woke up Xie Shuning, who was in deep thought, and she turned around in panic, and happened to bump into Mother Li who was pulling the curtain inside.

"Eighth Miss, why didn't the slave maid go back to her house when she heard that you were back?" After a night, the red marks on Li's mother's face had long since disappeared, and at this moment she was smiling as always, "The slave specially warmed the sweet soup for you, can you use some when you go back?" ”

With the voice of Li's mother's voice, Xie Shuning's face disappeared little by little, and in an instant, he became a pink child again.

She sat upright, put one hand on Xie Yuanmao's sleeve, pointed to the oil lamp on the table, and said, "The lamp is dim." ”

Mother Li was stunned, and even if she came back to her senses, she didn't care that Xie Shuning didn't answer her words, and immediately responded with a "belch" and walked quickly towards the table. Walking to the table, she took scissors to sort out the wick, and whispered to Xie Shuning: "The sixth master is asleep, why don't the eighth lady go back to rest with the slave?" Early tomorrow morning, the slave maid will lead the eighth lady to find the sixth master. ”

She thought that Xie Shuning's children were like to pester their parents, so she refused to leave, but who knew that Xie Shuning was not a child at all.

"You go back." Xie Shuning half-lowered her eyes, "I have made up my mind with my father, I will sleep in the upper room of Zhilanzhai tonight, and when Gui's mother comes back, I will rest in the warm pavilion." ”

When Li's mother heard this, she suddenly felt a headache.

After the two people who had sent Xie Yuanmao back left, they immediately went to tell the Chen family about the matter, and the Chen family immediately sent Li's mother after knowing about it. And she herself dragged the Song sisters and sisters to talk, blocking the Song family's footsteps. The Song family was reluctant to deal with her, but the Chen family used to pretend to be weak, and when he cried, he called the Song family helpless.

Song is a Jiangnan woman, she speaks softly and softly, but her temperament in her bones is not as weak as on her face.

On the contrary, she was pampered by her brother since she was a child, and her brother was so loud and loud that she rarely dealt with people like Chen.

That's not a good thing!

On the side, Gui's mother was anxious, but when the master spoke, where could she interject as a subordinate.

At this time, it would be nice if Mama Jiang was there.

While she sighed to herself, Mother Li had already reached the time when she wanted to forcibly take Xie Shuning away.

What a tough little thing!

When Li's mother was smiling, she still felt embarrassed by the heat on her face, she was far from being willing to deal with Xie Shuning, but she could only try her best to stay by her side. When she thought about it, Mother Li felt as disgusting as if she had swallowed a fly.

"Miss Eight, listen to the slave maid......"

"You're not leaving?" Xie Shuning interrupted her in disgust, "Do I have the final say or do you have the final say?" ”

Mother Li stiffened her face and swallowed her anger, "Naturally, Miss Eight, you have the final say." ”

Even if the person sitting in front of her is just a child, but the master and servant are different, and the dignity and humility are orderly, how can she trespass? Mother Li gritted her teeth, her eyes rolled around, and after a little thought, she said, "The slave and maid will retire first." ”

"Hmm." Xie Shuning waved his hand and responded casually.

Mother Li turned her head and walked out of the door quickly, but she stood still when she went out. After waiting for a while, Rose appeared in front of her with a decanting soup. Mother Li snorted lightly, dared to step forward and snatched the bowl of sobering soup, and then instructed Rose to say, "Eighth Miss just said that she is sleepy, you go and settle her down." ”

Rose was not angry in her heart, thinking why she asked me to do this and tell me to do it?

But how dare you not do it? She couldn't help but blurt out a few words to the old Diao slave who was scolded by Li's mother, and opened the curtain with a wooden face and went in.

"Miss, the bedding in the warm pavilion has been prepared by Mother Gui today, and the slave will lead you over, right?"

Xie Shuning raised her head slightly, only to see that Rose was empty-handed, and she immediately understood. She stood up on the kang, stretched out her arms and said, "You carry me over." ”

Rose was about to step forward to put on her shoes, carefully measured Xie Shuning's figure, and then looked at her thin arms, almost scolding her mother. It's just the past, where does she dare to hold this little ancestor now? If she accidentally falls, won't she have to take her life into it?

The scene froze for a while.

Mother Li, who was guarding outside, waited left and right, but she didn't see any movement inside, she was cold and annoyed, and she couldn't help but be anxious, so she simply called someone in and wanted to move the drunk Xie Yuanmao away. This time, Mother Li doesn't take Xie Shuning in her eyes anymore, she will be a concubine in the future, what's the big deal! I didn't have to make a good voice and get used to her getting used to it, I really thought I was a real man! With such a big child, I don't know what he will be like in the future!

Mother Li didn't look at Xie Shuning, and only asked people to help Xie Yuanmao.

Xie Shuning saw that she dared to act so recklessly, and she couldn't care about it now, so she slipped off the kang and picked up her little boots and smashed them in Li's mother's face. She is small, but her strength is not small. In the midst of annoyance, he suddenly hit Li's mother in the face, and a black sole print appeared on her nose, which was still wet and covered with snow.

Although it didn't hurt much, it looked so embarrassed that everyone in the room couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Xie Shuning even stood on the ground with only her socks, tilting her head and sneering, "Damn Diao slave, you just said you were leaving, how could you come back with someone again?" I don't think you have a master in your eyes! After speaking, she faced the two people who were called in by Li's mother, and squeezed out words from between her teeth, "Get out of here!" ”

"Miss Eight, you-" Mother Li almost didn't come up in one breath, and only struggled to wipe the dirt on her face.

Xie Shuning took a step forward, her voice was soft and glutinous, but her words were cold: "You are just a mother-in-law, if I don't like you, I will be able to sell you tomorrow!" Although you are older, if you don't want the money to throw you out, maybe there will be people rushing to ask for it. Your husband is also easy, and if he gives him a young maid, can he still come and intercede for you? ”

Mother Li was taken aback, took a step back in disbelief, and blurted out a scream: "What kind of monster are you?" ”