However, Red Sleeves has his own behind-the-scenes master, how can he not go to sue in front of his wife if he is wronged? So when I had dinner a few times, my wife mentioned Rong Jin, "The people in the yard should be cleared, those lazy old ladies let them go out, and staying by their side is just adding to the blockage." ”

Rong Jin had no choice but to lower her eyebrows and replied: "Mrs. is right, but the painting has been with me for half a year, and I can use it well." ”

"Don't indulge her, the more you indulge them, the more you kick your nose in the face!"

Who doesn't know that a slave has to be disciplined! But if you want to do the red sleeves, can you agree, wife?

One or two want to use her as a knife to charge for them in front, she is not a fool, no matter how bad the painting is, the old lady allocated it to her, how to go back so that the old lady's face can be hung up, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law want to fight themselves, she doesn't want to mix. Besides, although the red sleeves have to be used, in the final analysis, it is the wife's person, no matter how capable the disloyal person is, he can't trust it wholeheartedly, and no matter how bad the painting is, at least the old lady didn't interfere in the affairs of Yimei Courtyard through her!

So Rong Jin pretended to be submissive, gnawed on his chopsticks and said, "It's okay to stay by your side for a long time, so it's better to keep it in the painting." ”

The Zhu family couldn't force her anymore.

But in the long run, it's not a way, to calm down the anger of the painting and the red sleeves, she can't be a weak master, and she has to let the old lady and the wife go down to stop them.

The next day, Rong Jin did not bring the finch for the first time, but let the red sleeves and the two of them go to Wanshoutang to ask for peace, and after asking for peace, they went out of the lobby and pretended to be dizzy and couldn't walk, and the red sleeves and the painting were busy to help, and then with the passing Qian mother to the front of the building to rest.

Rong Jin was helped to be placed on the Luohan Collapse, and Qian's mother went out to send someone to ask for a doctor, and only the three masters and servants were left in the house.

Rong Jin half-opened his eyes to look at the red sleeves and into the painting, the two of them crowded in front of the carved small square table, with their backs to her, I bumped me and I pushed you, as if they were grabbing the purple clay pot to pour tea for her.

Rong Jin couldn't help but scold: Your young lady and I are like this, you are still angry, if I really have any serious illness, when you are done fighting, won't I be angry?

Rong Jin secretly calculated the time in her heart, and when she expected that Mother Qian was about to come back, she sat up, patted her head and said, "Red sleeves, I'm thirsty, I want to drink honeysuckle flower tea." ”

The red sleeves were colorful, snatched the purple clay pot from the painting, and then made a cup of tea and sent it to Rong Jin, saying, "Miss can't drink honeysuckle tea, and besides, there are only hairy tips in this room." ”

In the past few days, the tea that Rong Jin has drunk has been strictly controlled by the red sleeves, and the flower tea cannot be drunk, and the cold tea cannot be drunk, especially the honeysuckle flower tea.

"Sister Red Sleeves, is it up to you what kind of tea Miss wants to drink?" Unconvinced, he picked up the purple clay pot and put down the next sentence, "Miss, what kind of tea do you want to drink, the slave maid will make it for you!" Then he went out.

Rong Jin then opened the tea presented by the red sleeves, and the red sleeves were already angry, so he simply took two steps forward and pulled the sleeves of the painting back to pull the person back......

These two people are like two leads of firecrackers, and a spark can make them crackle and burst. As expected, the two quarreled over what tea Rong Jin should drink.

Rong Jin glanced at the door, and Qian Mother came here with a dark face, Rong Jin hurriedly raised her hand, "Red sleeves, don't make any noise, I can drink this tea, you can bring it over." ”

As soon as the red sleeves stopped, the hugging building was half quiet, and the footsteps outside were particularly obvious, and he hurriedly covered his mouth in the painting.

The two reacted very quickly, the red sleeves respectfully offered a cup of tea, and trotted behind Rong Jin into the painting, rubbing the corners of Rong Jin's forehead, as if the years were quiet.

Mother Qian came in with a black face, and when she saw this situation, she couldn't attack again, so she could only stare at the red sleeves into the painting.

Rong Jin invited Mother Qian to sit down, thanked her, and then took out the red sleeves, and then said to Mother Qian with a guilty face: "Let Mom, you see the joke, in fact, the two of them don't often quarrel." ”

This is said to have a certain implication that there are no three hundred taels of silver here. Mother Qian glanced at the painting, the wrinkles on her forehead deepened, and she smiled and said: "The old slave who went out of Wanshoutang is familiar, and the person chosen by the old lady is absolutely not wrong, and the old lady has never quarreled with anyone in front of the old lady, but the old slave doesn't know much about the people on the wife's side." ”

Into the painting raised a pair of big eyes to look at Mother Qian, she never imagined that she would speak for herself, you must know that because of her laziness, she was scolded by Mother Qian a lot when she was on an errand in Wanshoutang. But in that case, why not climb the pole?

"Yes, the slave maid never argues with others in Wanshoutang, since the red-sleeved sister came to Yimei Courtyard......" into the painting on the Qian mother came to her, and said aggrievedly that she was embarrassed by the red sleeves. There is also a wonderful thing about this painting, she can cry when she talks about it, and after a while, she starts to drop golden beans again.

And Rong Jin, who thought that he was going to perform a few more scenes in front of the old lady and his wife, spread the discord between the two good maids they sent over to them on the bright side, and then they would be disciplined.

At this time, she only cooperated and kept silent, and Mother Qian acquiesced.

Sure enough, after sending Rong Jin away, Mother Qian reported the 1510 she heard to the old lady.

After worshipping the Buddha, the old lady took three sticks of incense and stood in front of the Buddha shrine, her face was nothing, but the incense ash shook when the incense was applied.

She doesn't value Rong Jin, and she doesn't pay attention to her daily life on weekdays, as long as she looks at people who are still alive, but in the end, she is a young lady, who is disciplined by slaves and maids to be obedient, what kind of system does she become?

"What kind of master has what kind of slave, she is a fierce woman herself, what good can she be about the maid she sends out? It's just a matter of pressing into the painting everywhere.,And a young lady is bullied to death.,If you don't teach it, I'm afraid this slave thinks she's the master.。 Since Rong Jin's child is as weak as her aunt and can't be disciplined, then I, the grandmother, will come! The old lady said, inserted the three sticks of incense upright, and pointed to the door with her hand wrapped around the Buddha beads, "Go, call the master and the wife!" ”

Today is Xiu Mu, Lin Qian is in Aunt Chen's room, and suddenly someone came to say that Wanshoutang was invited, and Zhu's was invited. At this time, Aunt Chen couldn't sit still, and shouted to join in the fun. Lin Qian knew that she and the Zhu family had never dealt with each other, so she coaxed people into a thousand coaxes, and then hurried away.

But this coax is too late. The old lady and Zhu have finished those sour openings and are about to get to the point.

As soon as Lin Qian stepped into the door, Zhu, who was sitting under the head and drinking tea lightly, swept over with a cold look. He stiffened, straightened out the back pattern on the placket, and sat down obediently on the other side after greeting the old lady.

In fact, he can deal with either of these two women alone, but when the two get together, it doesn't matter if he is the head of the family.

"If it weren't for Mother Qian's sight, I wouldn't have known that your wife had sent a fierce maid to Yimei Courtyard," the old lady slowly pulled the rosary, lifted half of her eyelids to look at Lin Qian, and continued: "The fourth girl, like her aunt, will only swallow her anger when she is bullied, I heard that even she is about to become the maid's maid now, not to mention the painting I sent, you don't care about this matter as a father?" ”

Lin Qian didn't know how to answer, so he covered his mouth and pretended to cough.

In fact, the big guy understood in his heart that he was not asking Lin Qian, but asking Zhu Shi around the corner.