Chapter 11 Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice
Jing Ying'er looked at Fu Ruolan in surprise, and her heart was ecstatic.
Even being the personal girl of an unfavored lady is better than doing chores in the back kitchen.
"Thank you, Miss, Ying'er will be loyal."
Fu Ruolan turned around coldly, a mocking smile on the corner of her lips.
Jing Ying'er is quite loyal, so loyal that she took care of her Fu Ruolan's man to her bed.
Evening.
"Second Miss, the master invites you to the study."
Fu Ruolan always felt that it was not so simple, and sure enough, as soon as she walked into the study, Fu Zhennan angrily spilled the tea cup in her hand.
"Get down on my knees!"
Fu Ruolan looked innocent, "Dad, what did my daughter do wrong to make you so angry?" ”
"Ruolan, you just kneel down and admit your mistake to your father and say two good words. My aunt believes that you didn't steal the pastry on purpose. ”
A good believer, doesn't this mean to push all the blame on her?
This time, even if she said it, her father wouldn't believe it.
"Humph!" Fu Zhennan snorted angrily, "I only thought you were willful in the past, but now you are still doing the business of stealing chickens and dogs!" It's a shame for my Fu Fu's face! ”
Fu Ruolan immediately cried and sighed: "Dad, you have wronged your daughter." ”
"Ruolan, Mother Wang saw with her own eyes that you stole and ate the pastries that were given to the Fuguo family, so don't be angry with your father anymore." Aunt Xiao glanced at Fu Zhennan.
The human and material evidence is complete, and Aunt Xiao wants her not to turn over.
It's a pity......
"I really stole the pastry." She said calmly, and Aunt Xiao on the side couldn't hide the smugness on her eyebrows.
Suddenly, Fu Ruolan bent her knees, knelt on the ground, tears poured down, and said: "My daughter didn't know that it was a pastry for Guogong, my mother loved to eat crab roe cake when she was alive, so my daughter took the sacrifice to my mother." Father, I beg your daughter's forgiveness for not knowing. ”
Fu Ruolan sobbed and made people feel distressed.
Fu Zhennan was suddenly moved, thinking of the Bai family who died unexpectedly, and he couldn't bear to blame her.
Aunt Xiao didn't believe this statement, Mother Wang saw her finish eating, and dared to deceive the master, God really helped her!
"Master, the slave saw the young lady steal it and eat it with her own eyes, you can't be deceived by her." Wang's mother immediately stood up.
"Are you sure you saw me finish it? Can you afford the crime of framing your master? Fu Ruolan pressed straight into her eyes, and there was coldness in her gaze.
Mother Wang looked at her, felt a silent pressure, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said, "The slave doesn't dare to frame Miss, I'm just telling the truth." ”
"Come on, let's see if there are pastries in front of the Bai Spirit card."
The little guy ran out the door to check.
"Ruolan, this hurts your father's heart, you can admit it if you do it, and my lord and I will forgive you." Aunt Xiao was still pretending to persuade on the side.
"Auntie, I haven't done it, how do you recognize it? Or do you want to admit what I haven't done and wronged me? ”
"I didn't mean that, I just thought ......"
Fu Ruolan interrupted her again, "When the little guy comes back, I will know who wronged whom." The corners of her mouth curled with confidence.
Aunt Xiao was a little worried, looked back at Mother Wang, and she nodded firmly.
She waited for Fu Ruolan to finish eating before leaving, even if she went to Jingde Temple to buy it, the shopkeeper there would not sell it to her! Even if she bought it, she had already sent someone to guard the door of the spirit card before the master gave the order, and not a single fly could fly in, let alone send the pastries in to worship!
"Master, I can see clearly." The little guy trotted into the house and panted.
"How?"
"There are indeed pastries from Jingde Temple in front of the spirit card."