Qu Niangzi said lightly.

Han Chuan froze in place, so frightened that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Chop... Chopped off an arm..."

Qu Niangzi smiled, put down the carved silver spoon, and wrote lightly, "My husband changed the steward and account office of the restaurant, and demoted the original steward and the account manager to Tianjin Wei, and the people in the restaurant saw that he naturally took over the business of Liuxian Ju, so they thought it was me, and no one dared to go back and forth, not only for fear that he would settle accounts after the autumn, but also for fear that the two of us would be complicit..."

Qu Niangzi tasted the milk tea, nodded, and smiled and said, "The tea and snacks in your place are really good." He continued, his tone was gentle but a little careless, "He is in charge of the restaurant, I am in charge of the backyard, the restaurant looks solid, but in fact it will be broken when touched - my Qu family business for a hundred years, how can I allow him to be a yellow-mouthed child to destroy it; The backyard I am in charge of is like an iron bucket, and I said that if I want to see blood, I will see blood today. ”

Han Chuan's eyes were round, if there was a bronze mirror, she would definitely find that there were stars hidden in her eyes!

People can't look like people, but people can't look like people...

Qu Niangzi seems to be obedient and obedient, docile and obedient, but in fact...

Han Chuan involuntarily straightened out the pillow behind Qu Niangzi, but didn't find that his movements were slightly flattering.

Qu Niangzi smiled softly, "I let people get the account book of the restaurant, and once it is calculated, the account book is wrong." The duck in the stove is clearly used in 100 pieces of hemp ducks, and it is still written in the account book that it is a white oil duck, and the coal stove is obviously used, but the money for cleaning the wood stove is still counted, and the reduced cost is eaten in my husband's own pocket, and I roughly calculated the account..."

Qu Niangzi's eyes rolled and looked at Han Chuan, and the words were on her lips.

The account books of the restaurant, like the recipes, are also confidential.

Han Chuan hurriedly shook his head, "Don't worry! I can't get my own abacus right, let alone count your family's accounts! ”

Mama Zhong collapsed.

What is there to be proud of!

Qu Niangzi also laughed, her teeth were slightly exposed, and her eyebrows and eyes looked very happy, "I roughly calculated, in just such a month, my husband has about two hundred and fifty taels of silver." ”

It's still different to stay in Xianju.

You can get two hundred and fifty taels of silver.

"Shi Xian" can make a net profit of 250 taels a month, which is good.

Different from person to person, flowers have several shades of red.

It's still a bit poignant to think about it.

Han Chuan brushed his sideburns from his hair, "You have found out that Shopkeeper Chen is naturally annoyed and angry, and he is dragging you to 'innocence' of the booklet in a fake way..." Now that the two of them have torn their faces, what are you going to do in the future? ”

There was worry in the little girl's tone.

Oh, yes.

What should I do in the future?

Qu Niangzi smiled and blinked, but remembered that last night, Chen Sibai's left hand covered the surging blood-spurting hole on her right shoulder, and the ground was full of blood, and the man who had smiled and wiped her hands and face under the moonlight knelt in a pool of blood all over the ground, his face was as white as paper, his body was like a trembling sieve, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were mixed with tears in his eyes, and they smashed into the blood.

He begged her, "... I was wrong, I knew I was wrong... I don't dare anymore. It's all because I'm confused, thinking that the old man is bedridden, and staying in Xianju is the two of us... I thought I could do anything... Amin, I was wrong... Get a doctor, I'm bleeding... I'm dying! ”

With a big belly, she stood on the steps of the courtyard and looked coldly at the former Junlang.

She didn't understand.

She is supple and gentle, she has never slandered and satirized Chen Sibai's identity as a son-in-law, listened to her father's teachings, and put her husband first everywhere, why did Chen Sibai treat her like this and stay in Xianju?

She couldn't understand it.

Why did the gentle and humble husband at the beginning seem to be a different person, excluding dissidents in the restaurant and amassing a lot of money, without caring about the reputation of the Qu family and the signboard of staying in Xianju.

Now it's time to control the immortal residence, what about after that?

When her father is a hundred years old, she will lose all power in Liuxianju, and even in the inner house, what will Chen Sibai do to her, how will she treat Liuxianju?

She couldn't imagine it.

But she knows, man, is it important to have a family business? Is it important to have a father? Does it matter if you have the reputation of the Qu family for 100 years?

No.

Qu Niangzi held the milk tea in both hands, turned her head sideways, and began to rain lightly outside the window lattice, just like the day she got married - the sedan chair went out from Qufu, went around in Beijing, went to the suburbs of Beijing to pick up Chen Sibai, who had been waiting for a long time, and went back to Qufu, and the sky was dull and kept smashing small raindrops.

"In the future..."Qu Niangzi's voice was low, "Isn't the husband still dead?" I will not reconcile with him, I will send him back to his hometown in the suburbs of Beijing, he will farm if he is willing to farm, and he will do business if he is willing to make a little money, and he will lose an arm left and right, and he will no longer be able to make waves. ”

Han Chuan let out an "oh", thought for a long time and finally asked, "Why don't you get along?" After seeing a person clearly, the last trace of face between you and him is gone, so why bother to tie them together? ”

Qu Niangzi put her hand on her abdomen, pursed her lips and smiled, "My father only has one daughter, if I reconcile with him, the elders of the clan will definitely propose to give my father a step-heir and inherit my immortal residence." If I don't get along, then we still have a boy in this room, and when I give birth to a child, if there is a promising person, I will reconcile with Chen Sibai, and never let him drag the child down. If it is a useless one, staying in the immortal residence will have to ask me to support the façade, and it will not be of much significance to leave or not. ”

Also.

The old cucumber that was cut is now a tool, and the tree is there, which can help Qu Niangzi block a lot of wind and rain questions.

Han Chuan looked at Qu Niangzi's eyes with a little more admiration.

This little lady is really impressive.

Clear thinking, know what you want, and know what you should give up... The man is too much, so he leaves, and if he can go on, he continues to live together, and she has more important things to do...

If she cultivates for another eight hundred and eighty-eight years, she won't be able to reach this realm, Han Chuan thought in her heart.

Han Chuan smacked his tongue, didn't know what to say, reached out and touched the cup of milk tea, pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled, "It's okay, it's still hot, if it's cold, I'll ask someone to warm it up for you." ”

Qu Niangzi leaned on the soft pillow, and looked at Han Chuan's eyes very gently, "I'm here to talk to you today, one is afraid that you will worry, and the other is to make amends to you." In the future, I will be directly responsible for taking care of the immortal residence, and when I have no time to take care of the time, I will also ask the shopkeeper He to help build an eye, what do you say? ”

Han Chuan laughed suddenly, "It's good, you call me the shopkeeper He, it's too raw." You call me Chu'er, Hanchuan is my maiden name. ”

Qu Niangzi also smiled, "Minhua, my name is Qu Minhua." ”